"You didn't have to do that," he said now skipping threw television stations while eating his potato chips.
"I was thinking about actually breaking a few of his bones then calling my lawyer." He continued
What? was he crazy.
"I didn't see you today," I started not wanting to know about the stupid things he was planning on doing.
"Because I wasn't there." He replied.
In a way, I liked and hated how all his actions were almost always calm and collected as if every day was the same and nothing really ever happens or changes."Where were you ?." I asked inquisitively, I felt the need of knowing where he was as I placed my bag on the ground.
I mean he is Terrance and almost nothing he does is ever predictable.
"I decided to help my sister." He stated, see that proves that I'm right, I definitely didn't expect him to help her.
"What happened to you being against abortion?." I asked back remembering what he had said.
I walked over to where he was and sat beside him on the couch.
"I am, I'm just helping her until the child is born ." He paused then continued
"We might not be on good terms but I will still be that child's uncle no matter what when it comes into this world." He continued leaving me in awwww.
"That sounds reasonable enough," I told him wanting to match up to his current personality/ attitude.
"I mean it would be nice to see her suffer like I did but sadly enough forgiveness has always been my downfall."
Terrance is proof that you shouldn't completely judge a book by its cover.
I mean he gives the image of being antisocial, not talkative, a bit emotionless, badass and just doesn't care about the world around him which is true in a sense but not completely.
I've talked to him more than I think he's talked to anyone here, even though he mostly replies with a sentence or less we've still talked.
He's shown emotions towards me and if you really listen to how he speaks about things, how he views things and simple things he does then you'd see that his facade on the outside is just a cover-up and deep down he's just normal I guess.
But to be honest, I wouldn't want him to change much, I like how unpredictable he is, it excites me.
"You should go ." He said causing my head to snap in his direction, was he trying to get rid of me.
I didn't reply, what do you even say when someone is telling you to leave?
"Your mom didn't leave today, she's been there all day." He explained causing me to get up quickly, the feeling of panic rushed threw my body so quickly.
My eyes were now wide open as I thought about the fact that she might have seen me walking behind Terrance into his house.
This is so bad, this isn't good.
I quickly walked over to my bag and tock it up off the ground. I had to leave now, my palms had even started to sweat.
How would I survive if my mother tells me never to talk to him or to interact with Terrance ever again?
I walked over to the front door ready to leave when Terrance pushed the front door shut as I was opening it.
"Calm down, just act natural." He told me as he's eyes scanned my composers before he allowed me to go.
He didn't even kiss me goodbye, I was kinda hoping he would of.
But like I said unpredictable, plus maybe I should have just owned the moment and do what I wanted to.
I walked over to my house as normal as I could with fear rolling threw my mind.
I opened the front door and walked in but there wasn't even any evidence that my mom was home.
Maybe she had left and Terrance didn't see/notice.
I looked in the living room and the kitchen but she wasn't there.
I went upstairs and walked down the hall and that's when I heard her voice.
"Yea she just told me, I always knew her daughter was wild."I heard my mother saying
"Yea, Yea exactly."
She continued to talk as I drew closer to her door."Of course not I know everything my daughter does I mean she's the only one I have left and we have a connection. She tells me everything."
If only she knew how much her words made me feel so guilty.
I mean I ran around with a boy for basically a week ditching school, including going out of town for a fair with him. I allowed him in our house not to mention I allow him to climb up my window and enter my room, been to his house by ourselves. I've kissed him, I told him it was ok to kiss me.
I've hidden so many things from my mother and she thought I told her everything.
I almost got robbed when I was walking home with the boy next door, I almost got hurt in a unisex bathroom by a drunk boy and I got into a fight at school.I was such a horrible daughter, here she was talking about how we had a connection.
I mean she wasn't even home with me and to be fair even before my dad left she hardly talked to me much less to have a connection.Anellea was always the favourite in my eyes when she died everything changed they got stuck on me and everything she was able to do they prevented me from doing. We had always had life easier than the rest but I didn't anymore.
Just in case y'all didn't see this announcement already.
*Hey Guys so I once asked if I should do a book on Amanda's sister Anellea, and the responses were all positive*.
So I've decided that after this book there will indeed be a book for Anellea and of course the Amazing Amanda will be in there.
It will be the beginning obviously, before all that happened/is happening in this book actually happened/happens.Anellea's story will be like reading from a diary just so that there aren't any confusions because by right a book for Anellea's story would seem fit as book 1one since she isn't alive in this story/book............. or is she 🤔, lol, anyways, so I think it would be more appropriate if it was like Amanda reading her diary you know.
I can't wait for y'all to meet her. If you love Amanda and Terrance you'll definitely love to meet Anellea and for now, let's just call him mystery guy.
(book 2 is out guys. L.O.L )
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He's My Secret (edited-ish)
Genç KurguHe kept on staring at me but I ignored him, at least I tried to. He was sitting right beside me and although I was looking at the board I still could glimpse his form facing me, he seemed to be looking at my lips. I wasn't able to take it any more...