Complicated Emotions

Chapter 1

01.

"What about you, Dennis? Will you always be my friend?"
"Molly, I'll always be your friend. You couldn't lose me if you tried."

10 years later...

The seventeen-year-old Molly Smith barely paid attention to the boring history lesson. It was her last class for the day and she was really tired. Looking somewhere out the window her thoughts ran wild only to focus on one particular person yet again.

She ran a hand through her hair absentmindedly as she thought about what her life would've been if her father hadn't left her at the Teshima's daycare center before he was murdered all those years ago. She would've probably shared her father's faith or even worse. She missed him and her mother a lot and would forever be grateful to her aunt Janet for taking care of her and raising her to the young woman she had now considered herself to be. She was the only family Molly had. Well there was one more person in her life but she didn't exactly consider him family because he meant more to her than anyone else in the world.

Dennis Booker.

Ever since her father left her at the daycare center of Dennis' office building, he never stopped taking care of her. He took her in his home, he gave her his bed while he slept in an uncomfortable chair and when he found out her father was dead he did everything to find someone from her family who would take her in and raise her with love and devotion. Even after that he never forgot about her and sure as hell never broke the promise he had given her before leaving her at her aunt's. He visited her at the farm every week, he rode horses with her, he took her out with his car and he always remembered her birthdays. Last year he had even agreed to take her out with his motorbike and it was one of the best birthdays in her life. She'd never forget the warmth of his muscular body while she held her arms tight around him under his leather jacket and his scent invading her nostrils; a mixture of his cologne, mango shampoo and cigarettes. She wasn't sure when exactly her feelings for Dennis had grown so much but lately she couldn't stop thinking about him and she missed him every second whenever he wasn't around.

Just then the bell rang and she quickly shoved her books into her backpack before throwing it over her shoulder.

"History class is so boring." She heard a voice next to her and turned to look at her friend Maggie.

"I couldn't agree more." Molly nodded and the two shared knowing smirks.

"I saw you daydreaming again during history." Maggie teased her, but Molly shook her head.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Yeah, you do. You were thinking about him again, weren't you?"

"Who?"

"That Dennis guy you're always talking about."

Molly sighed while the two walked out of the building together. She and Maggie were best friends and she was the only one who Molly could talk to about Dennis. She turned to look at the other girl.

"I just..." She began when Maggie suddenly grabbed her wrist stopping abruptly on her place.

"Who's this guy?" She asked, voice choked and Molly frowned at her.

"Who are you..?" She began to ask but stopped in mid-sentence when she turned around to look at the direction Maggie was staring at.

Her eyes widened in shock.

"Dennis?!" She gasped and her lips immediately pulled into a smile.

"That is Dennis?" Maggie asked tightening her grip on her wrist. "The Dennis?!"