Sacrifice

chapter 10 || Penelope

While I'm finishing a bowl of pasta,I hear the door unlocking. I instantly turn my head and see Shawn,a bit sweaty,the shirt slightly unbuttoned and his hair is messy. He talks first "Hey," then I go "Hey" now standing up to put the plate in the dishwasher.

"It was a long lunch eh?" I sarcastically point out and his eye widen as he hears my voice "Umh,well...we ended up playing for a bit...you know," "No,I don't". He criticized me for not telling him that I was at Scott's,but he also lies to me about where he goes and what he does. It's not that I care or that he has to tell me everything,I just like being coherent,a thing that he probably doesn't know.

"Coherence is a beautiful thing" I whisper a bit upset "What?!" he says. How could he hear me? My voice was so low! "Nothing! Good night,I'm tired" I quickly close the conversation and,as I try to reach my room,he grabs my wrist. He looks at me,straight in the eyes "Night," he says with an husky voice. I nod and then finally enter my bedroom.

I sweated,oh my God. I have to admit that it was sexy. And he was sexy. But I need to stop thinking about that and get some sleep,since tomorrow I'm seeing Scott. He told me I could go whenever I wanted to,so I set my alarm for 9am. I take off my cotton shorts and get into bed.

I hope I won't mess everything up. I really care about him. I was too impulsive. Yes,that's what I'm going to say. I think about what I need to tell him for an indefinite period of time,then my eyes start to close from all the tiredness.

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At the sound of my alarm,I search for my phone to quickly turn it off. I stretch my arms like I usually love to do,then I rub my sleepy eyes,and eventually attempt to get up. My last training with Calypso was very tough,but beautiful at the same time.

I head to the bathroom to wash my face,then I go have breakfast. Luckily he's still not awake,or maybe he went out. I don't care: I'm starving. I make myself some oats with peanut butter and cinnamon,my all time favorite. I decide to enjoy it on the balcony since the weather is really pretty: there's no clouds and it's very hot.

As I'm still finishing my meal,I feel a presence behind me,so I turn. He's home. The chocolate curls are now more defined and,as the sunlight hits them straight,his hazel eyes look even more beautiful than usual. They're amazing.

He sits next to me "Good morning" he starts "Good morning to you," I reply,already leaving the comfortable support to go get ready. Instead he grabs my wrist,but it's not like last night. His grip is delicate and,when he looks at me,he's relaxed. "Leaving so soon?" "I need to meet Scott,so I better go," I try again to stan up but he holds me,again.

"Hold on" his gaze scans my whole body "I wanted to tell you that I lied to you,yesterday" he spontaneously says "And I already know that,but it's none of my business" I state.

It's true,I don't need to know. It just pisses me off the fact that he pretends me to be honest when he's the first one who isn't. "I went out with a girl," he says "Good for you,I have to get dressed" now I finally am able to leave.

I leave my bowl into the sink and go straight into my room to choose my outfit: I opt for something casual. A grey tank top put in a pair of classic blue shorts,along with my beloved Vans. I pull my hair back in a ponytail and only apply some mascara,then leave.

The usual cab brings me to his place: I'm actually nervous. What if he's mad at me? Or what if I say something wrong? As I approach the front door,it opens and he's right behind it "I saw you from the window" he says "Oh,right" I realize. He invites me in "Do you want something to eat or drink?" he proposes "No thanks. Are your parents home?" I would love to talk to him,alone "No,let's go upstairs".