Maid for the Casanova

Chapter Twelve - The Small Talk

Tracy Sterling

"Scott, we need to talk" I continuously knocked on his door and he finally opens up after another minute. I made my way inside his room and we sat on the bed.

"What?" He asked.

"About what happened last time, it was a big mistake" I stated. I gathered all the courage I will need when this moment comes, and here it goes.

"Austin is my boyfriend and I don't want to hurt his feelings" I added.

"I know" My jaw almost dropped after hearing those words from him. He knew it all along.

"Then why did you kissed me, asshole?" I complained like a child. I need to know the reason why. Is he trying to play a little game with me? Because I don't want to get myself involved in it.

"Because I want to" He answered, looking directly into my eyes.

"You're such an ass--" I stopped myself. This argument is futile. There's no point of talking with a certified dickhead like him. I think he's just trying to control me with his bare hands.

"Look Tracy, I know Austin. He wouldn't take you seriously" He stated.

"He is your best friend, Scott, for crying out loud. So what if he won't take me seriously? Does that even bother you? Of course it doesn't, you don't need to say it anymore" I said.

"Of course it bothers me, Tracy. I don't even know why. All I know is I care about you and I don't want you to get hurt" He answered. His face turned serious.

"I don't want to play your games, Scott" I insisted.

"Do you think this is just a fucking game, Tracy? He is my best friend and--" He stopped himself.

"I fucking want you, Tracy" He said.

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I woke up in the middle of the night. I'm sure glad that's over. I finally sighed in relief after realizing it was just a dream, a terrible dream. I don't know what to do anymore. My conscience is eating me up alive after what happened. Its been a week after that make out session with Scott in my room but I can still remember the way he owned my lips that night, the way he touches me and-- Enough, Tracy!

This is simply ridiculous. I thought to myself.

"Hey, you're still up?" Zoey asked then closed my door gently.

"Actually, I just woke up from a bad dream" I answered.

"Do you want to talk about it?" She asked.

"No" I tilted my head in response. I wouldn't even want to remember what happened in my dream.

"So how was your relationship with Austin?" She asked abruptly.

"Well we are doing perfectly fine, he is really nice to me and I can't wish for more than having him as my perfect boyfriend" I answered. He picks me up and gives me a ride home everyday which is better than suffocating myself in the kind of atmosphere inside Scott's car. I can't even look at him directly.

"You know what? You are really lucky to have him. I can see the way he looks at you, he must really love you that much" she added.

"I know" I nodded then gave her a warm smile.

"Honey, don't ever let it go" She said.

"What do you mean?" I asked her.

"The thing that you have with Austin right now is the kind of story everyone wishes to have, its beyond perfection" She added.

"I know but sometimes I can't help myself from thinking that what if I'm not good enough for him" I narrated. Sometimes my insecurities are eating me up which is not a good thing of course, but I can't help it. We all have our insecurities. At least I'm brave enough to open up what's mine.

"You may not be the most gorgeous girl in this world but you are probably the perfect girl for him. He loves you Tracy and it can only be felt in the heart. No matter how far your distance seems to be" She stated.

"I guess you're right" I answered.

"All is fair in love, Tracy" Zoey stated.

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