A wife and A bestie✓

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Emerald's POV 💎

I entered the school and made my way towards my locker. Aidan has not called me yet. That jerk couldn't even call me after his whore picked up the call.
I took out my books and made my way to my first class. I sat at my usual seat and started drawing flowers in my book.

I blocked out the cacophony of noise from people coming in and concentrated on drawing my flowers. I felt a familiar presence sit beside me but I ignored him. His cologne hit my nostrils and I immediately relaxed...I felt a strong magnetic pull towards him but I ignored him.

"Emerald"...he said quietly. I didn't respond as I put some finishing touches to my drawing. He looked at me and tucked a strayed hair behind my ear.

"Okay tell me, what have I done now?" He asked with a chuckle.
He can't be serious can he? He's asking me what he did? He's seriously pretending like he doesn't know?

"Emerald," his voice broke through the silence, a whispered plea that tugged at the frayed edges of my resolve. But I remained steadfast, my gaze fixed upon the distant horizon as I turned a deaf ear to his entreaties.

The teacher's entrance interrupted our tentative exchange, casting a pall of silence over our strained conversation. I turned away, burying myself in the sanctuary of my own thoughts as I sought refuge from the storm raging within.

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The remainder of the day passed in a haze of muted colors and stifled emotions, the weight of our unspoken tensions hanging heavy in the air. I navigated the corridors with practiced ease, my steps guided by muscle memory rather than conscious thought.

The rest of the day has been drama free. I tried to ignore Aidan as much as I can and thankfully the rest of my classes were without him.

Lunchtime offered a brief respite from the turmoil of the day, a fleeting moment of solace amidst the chaos that threatened to consume us whole. I retreated to the sanctuary of the cafeteria, seeking solace in the familiar routine of my daily repast.

Aunt Jenna's lovingly prepared meal offered a brief reprieve from the storm raging within, she often packs two lunches for Aidan and I, the warmth of her culinary embrace a balm to my weary soul. But even amidst the comfort of her nurturing presence, I found little solace from the tempest brewing within.

Aidan lives alone. I'm the only one who knows his stepfather is Mr. Perry, the principal. Aidan's father died when he was eight years old and he's still affected by it, but he wouldn't take help from anyone.

His mom met Principal Perry when Aidan turned fifteen and they got married. He hates his step dad and I guess the feeling is a bit mutual. But him refusing to move out of his father's house to stay with his mom and stepdad is very wrong. I've tried to persuade him several times but to no avail....So I stopped.

I sat at my usual table and started eating my food. A hand came from behind me and snatched one of my chickens. I smacked his hand hard, making him drop the chicken unto my food.

"WTF? Why are you so violent on me?" He asked as he sat down while grabbing his food. I didn't respond, I just kept eating my food.

"You know, you're very beautiful and it's such a pity you have a mean character". He said once again but I ignored him.

"Okay so what did I do now? You're not saying anything, how will I know what I did wrong?" I just sat and ate like the glutton that I am.
"Wait, are you on your period?" He asked and I glared at him from under my lashes. How dare he?

After I finished eating, I stood up and made my way out of the Cafeteria. I felt Aidan beside me as he followed me down the hall.

As I walked ahead, I saw that wanna be Nicki Minaj coming my way and I frowned.

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