The Dog Beside Her

Chapter 15☆

Alexis's POV

It has been 2 days since the day I last saw Benjamin. Him. Whenever I think of him, which is very often, the memories of our closeness play again and again in my mind and I don't get tired of it, which was just odd.

I scrolled through my messages on my phone, my gaze probably lingering a bit too long on the conversation with Benjamin.

Should I start a conversation with him or something?

Me: Hi, are u ok?

Shit this. I should’ve just ignored him or something. But still, I can’t help feeling concerned. Then, while I was just thinkin��? my phone vibrated. Someone had sent me a message.

Frantically, I pounced on my phone, checking that message.

Pfft, it wasn’t from him. Instead it was from Jasmine.

Jasmine: Heyyyy want to come to my house today? Cheryl is finally free today~

Me: Sure! Wait till I get ready! ;)

I sure haven’t seen them for quite a while. Pulling over some random white top and shorts, I rushed out of the house, climbing into my worn out white converse, then brisk walked in the direction of Jasmine’s house. Along the way, I longed for my phone to just vibrate or something. I must admit, I’m really concerned for him. In a friend-friend way, I suppose?

“Hi Jasmine!��?I waved at particularly no one as I stood outside the door, shouting. Moments later, Jasmine entered, a huge smile on her face.

“Welcome,��?she welcomed me in a British accent that I couldn’t help smiling to. Afterwards, after greeting Jasmine’s mum politely of course, we ran up to her room giggling like girls on their first sleepover or something. I saw Cheryl in the room, eyes glued on her phone screen, texting. Probably texting John.

“Uh hum.��?I half-shouted, almost causing Cheryl to drop her phone.

“Hey!��?she said with annoyance as she tried to brush away my hands that were attempting to grab her phone. “I need to text John goodbye first, okay?��?lt;/p>

So I was right.

“How much time do you spend with him everyday even?��?lt;/p>

“Hey! He’s my bf, so why not?��?Cheryl said defensively.

“No wonder you were so busy for the past week. Going on dates with your bf. Are we that unimportant now?��?I demanded.

She grinned sheepishly before I lightly hit her at her back. “Never mind, I forgive you,��?I said.

Cheryl then went on telling me about her past week. God, it was so romantic. Having a picnic, going for ice skating, tennis and eating lunch almost everyday. Damn her.