Pimentel Princess #wattys2018

Chapter 14 : I will get payback.

ASummerJoy

You better not be sneaking around
my man, we know you like to
sleep round.😏I shouldn't be worried
you're a ugly hoe anyway. X

I can't lie, the last few words stung me, like a force, instantly punching my chest. Tears rush town my face like a race.

An instant knock on the door becomes evident, and I wipe my tears away rapidly.

Joel doesn't wait for my answer and waltz inside. I get another message, but instead of ignoring it I open it.

I'll bury you with dead fiancé
in a heartbeat so watch what
you do.

The tears come back and I can't hold them. I feel my anxiety catching up to me, beating me to the ground and laughing in my face. I don't deserve love. It was too good to be true. I bet Joel didn't like me anyway. And Sinead told him about Chris' death so he pitied me. My heart was thumping against my ribs, my hands shook.

"Laila, are you okay? What was in that text message?" Joel grabs my hand, turning my face to his. My eyes settle in his, searching for a feeling. A feeling of concern reflects in his eyes.

"Don't tell me," he grabs my phone, and takes it out of the room. I follow him behind, but still unable to speak.

"Jan, Jan!" He whispers harshly in hope to wake her up. Her left slowly opens to see her dad calling her, giving her a heads up that she should wake up.
"Papa, I'm so tired. What is it?" The tired child rubs her eyes, till they get drawn to my phone which conveniently lies in Joel's hand.

Without a word, he hands my phone to January and she obliges, typing in my password then handing it back to her dad. In no time at all she's asleep, and he's reading my conversation with Summer.

"Death threats," he hands me my phone, before grabbing his black bomber jacket with the words leave me alone reflected on them. Weirdly, they conveyed my words towards him. I needed to fight my own battles.

I found my voice, "where you going?" I say in a whisper, loud enough to for him to hear.

"Where do you think? I'll be back before 10, wait for me. Please. And open the door," but before I can comment or refuse he's out.

I turn on the tv but keep the volume on 15, incase Joel returns early. Harry Potter and Goblet of fire is on, so I watch it eagerly, with a steady eye on the time, checking every so often, incase I have to open the door. But my eyes close slowly, sinking into deep slumber making me it's victim and I can not fight it.

I am awoken by a bang to the door. I open it, to see Joel, shivering, dripping wet with rain. He wipes his feet on the worn out welcome carpet, and sits on the sofa, his eyes glued to the tv. I guess he's not mad I left him standing in the rain.

"This is my favourite one," I say joining him on the sofa lying down with my legs sitting on Joels lap.
"Isn't there a +1 channel? I've missed a whole hour of it," he says handing me the control.
"Dunno? I think so. Why you handing the control to me?"
"You hog the tv all the time!" He exclaimed. Making me snigger.
"Don't be such a drama queen!" I say in the same tone.

"No Ryan Gosling films?" I say referring to the first time I met him.
"Ha. Ha. Ha." Reflecting a sarcastic tone, before rolling his eyes.

He finds the +1 and we watch it. In the middle of the movie, I realise it might be time to annoy him as I've seen this movie billions of times.
"Ooooh. Cedrick's a Fit one, ain't he?"
"Mhm." He mumbles not taking his eyes off the screen. He probably does have a crush on him! But I'm deeply offended by the fact he doesn't look at me. I know! I think to myself.

"Not as fit as Ryan Gosling," I laugh hysterically, but he slides my legs off his lap and sits on the single brown leather sofa.

"I was only joking," I whisper to myself loud enough for him to hear.

I know, let's go sit in his lap.
I go sit on his lap but he clearly isn't impressed.
"I can't see," he says, pushing me to the floor, but when he realises, he laughs then holds out his hand to help me back up.

"No," shaking my head. I push myself off the floor and go to my room. I lay out my white and green Slytherin blanket across the floor and sit cross-legged on top, like we did in primary school. I drown the world out by listening to music.

"Y si te vas
Quien me dará
Todo lo que siempre soñé
Quien le dirá al corazón
Que jamás nunca te tendré," the fact it was Joels part made me smile. I think I sing it better than him.

A tiny thump to my shoulder startles me. I pause the song, and turn to the person.

I look up to see Joel with his phone camera pointing at me. That asshole was filming me!!!

"You sang that better than me!" He says, excitedly. But I'm not happy! How dare he film me.

"Why you filming me?" I say, trying to look intimidating. He chuckled nervously.
"Ok ok, I'll delete it," And he walks out, slowly, before he reaches the door, he shouts, "I didn't delete it from my delete folder," then runs for his life.

I don't give him what he wants, so I don't chase him. But I will get pay back.

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Authors note:
a #jaila scene because why not? Oh yeah I might take a break, because I've been writing in the holidays and I have school tommorow.