Path Of Love

Chapter Six

To anyone who read this. I really appreciate you and hope I hope you have a great day.

This is a flashback chapter where I will be revealing Ms. Winslow's name.

*This chapter is currently un-edited. Point out any mistakes nicely and I will be sure to fix them later*

Ms. Winslow

*three years ago, Ms. Winslow's 21st birthday*

"You know, Camilla Francesca is actually dating her step-brother. That's so cool," I gushed over the brand new couple in school.

Kevin made a disgusted face. "No, it's not cool. It's disgusting. They have been step- siblings since they were fucking five. Now they grow up and love each other like they are soulmates. Just last week Camilla was disgusted by his face which, by the way, is ugly," I gasped hitting his chest but he just chuckled in return.

"Besides, them two dating would be like... like us dating. Awkward and just no."

Ouch. That hurt.

"Yeah. Stupid, right?" I laughed nervously.

Way to make it obvious.

"Listen, I know I'm hot and shit but we just aren't meant to be."

He thought it was a joke. He thought my feelings were a joke, or at least I thought that. He just didn't know. Even if he did I doubt he would feel the same way, after all it's me who likes him. The one who has been best friends with him since diapers and the one who is not beautiful or good looking enough. Not one of those girls who wear short shirts to show off their legs.

I hide mine so they don't see the scars.

Not one to wear make up so I could look like a Barbie doll.

I always thought natural beauty counts more. Not that I have any, but that's what I wanted to believe. He makes me want to believe.

It was normal for us to usually get stared at from the people that lived in our neighbourhood. We would casually sit on the top roof of each houses whenever we'd liked to. They should be used to it now.

"Oh please, I would never go for anyone like you," I scoffed teasingly.

He looked offended for split second before covering it up. You could say that he has always been too confident for his own well being. He gets offended pretty easily.

"Yeah, right. Just remember this when you beg me to be with you because I am the hottest person on earth," he said brushing off his shoulder, clearly proud for being named the hottest guy in school by the mean girls squad.

I roll my eyes before closing them and resting my head on his shoulder.

I don't know how long I could take this. I needed to tell him somehow.

"How's your mom?"

And, he ruined it.

I lift my head off of his shoulder as if it burned me. "She wants me to be at the highest post in business," I clenched my jaw.