Not Mine (Completed)

Chapter 11

When Josh came to pick us up, it was already dark, so he couldn't see my bruised face. It was a relief. When I climbed into Josh's SUV, Wes didn't even turn around to greet me or acknowledge my existence. He just looked forward like he didn't hear us climbing into the car. I frowned. Should I say hi? I never did that with Wes before. But he did buy me lunch. It seemed rude to ignore that. So, I cleared my throat and croaked.

"Hi Wes." There, that was all I could manage. He turned his head to me and just gave me the nod.

""Hey," and then he ignored me after that. I sighed. Well, at least he acknowledge me. A little. Whatever.

"Hey, girls. You're up for some fun?" Josh asked as he started driving. Daisy perked up but then she glanced at me and kept quiet. I felt bad.

"Um, Josh. I'm really tired. Why don't you take Daisy? I need sleep like right now." I said from the back seat.

"Aw, but why won't you come? Are you really that tired?!" Josh sulked at he pleaded for me to come with. Wes of course said nothing. 

"Yeah, I am so done. You guys have fun, ok." I said. I was not disappointed for not being able to join them. I really was tired. Daisy looked at me, a little disappointed that I would ditch her.  I looked at her pleadingly.  Daisy sighed and just accepted my decision.

Josh dropped me off and I waved at the car as it drove away. I rushed into the house quietly, a little worried grandma might still be downstairs. But when I entered the house through the kitchen, the house was in semi-darkness. Breathing a sigh of relief, I walked up to my room. I heard some sound from Grandma's room. She's probably watching some movie online. That's her nightly ritual. I knocked on her door just to announce that I've arrived safely home.

"Good night, grandma!" I said after I knocked.

"Good night honey!" Grandma called out. I smiled as I walked to my room. Once I locked the door, I took off my cap and peered at my face in the mirror.  The bruise had turned an icky shade of purple . Yuck. I sighed as I peeled off my top and jeans. I got ready for a warm bath. My body ached from struggling so much last night and there were even bruises on my torso and thighs. I refused to look in the mirror. They were too vivid.

After the warm bath, I put on my pajamas  and sat near the window, staring out into the street. Suddenly, a figure caught my eye. It looked like a guy was walking slowly on the street. If I'm not mistaken,  it looked like Wes.  What's he doing walking alone at night?  I watched him carefully.  What's he doing?  Without thinking, I opened my window wider and pushed my body out,  craning my neck to see him.

"Hey,  Wes! Wes!  Over here!" I called before I could stop myself.  What the eff was I doing?!  I suddenly realized what I just did. Oh God,  did I just call Wes out like that?!

Wes stood stock still as he looked furtively around him. Probably spooked by my voice.  Well,  since he looked pretty shook up, I decided to put him out of his misery.

"Hey,  Wes! Over here!" I whispered yelled. Wes' head snapped towards my bedroom window and I waved at him.  He looked closely at me. When he saw me waving at him,  he looked relieved. He walked briskily towards me.  Suddenly,  he was lost from view. Where the heck is he?  I walked to the door and went down the stairs.  When I reached downstairs,  I went to the front door and opened it.  I almost jumped when I saw Wes sitting on the swing on the porch.  I walked towards him.  He turned to me when he heard the door creaked open.

"Hey. What's up?" Wes said casually. His face,  although bathed in the dim light from the street lamp was as usual,  devoid of emotions.  Although he was still very good-looking.  He was wearing a white t-shirt and worn jeans.