DILEMMA

CHAPTER 14

Stiles dropped me home. I carried my bags up.

"I WAS UP ALL NIGHT! DO YOU KNOW HOW WORRIED I WAS?" My mom yelled at me. "I'm sorry it is just I was so worried. I couldn't-" she said.

"It's okay mom. I was wrong. I was wrong about Drake the whole time. He is a jerk." I said looking down still processing how fast everything was happening.

"I can't believe he did that. I just can't." She said hand on her forehead.

"I know mom. He was all looks. He is fake. I never should've trusted him." I said.

"Sweetie take some rest talk about it to him tomorrow. Anyway, the school is closed. One of the teachers had an accident and in her memory, they have the school closed. They will hold a memorial for her day after tomorrow." Mom said.

"Mom you should get some rest too." I said. I walked up the stairs and laid down on my bed. The moment my body was on my comfy mattress my body went numb and I fell asleep.

Next morning I woke up. I took a shower and I knew what I had to do. I know what to wear on a date but what do I wear on a breakup? Not technically a break-up but I needed to end things with him. Him meaning Drake. I had to dress fancy to show him what he lost. I wore a white lace tank top. I also wore some shorts. I put on a golden necklace and my vans. I went down grabbed a banana I looked over at mom and she knew what I was doing. She smiled at me and went back to reading her book, coffee in hand. I sat in the car and drove to Drakes house.

There I stood in front of his house. I pulled out my phone from my back pocket and started the recording. I rang the bell and down he came. He opened the door looked me up and down. I wasn't scared nor was I nervous. I stood straight up full of confidence. 

(The narrator here is Drake)

I know what I'm doing is wrong. I can't leave such a beautiful girl on the street alone. Especially not in California. But I was too pissed to turn back and get her. When I look at her heat fills up in my body. I hate her. I hate how she keeps on saying she can't kiss me or love me. I hate that Stiles is preventing her from doing anything. But the way Stiles looks at her. I get jealous myself. Why could I not show her that much love through my eyes and expressions? What was it that I'm missing. She doesn't know Stiles is in love with her. Obviously, I'm not going to tell her and ruin the tiny chance I have with her. Her body and her beauty attracted me. They say that when you find the one you'll love, a spark fills up your body. That I'll be so drawn to the person I'll forget who I am and what I'm doing. I never believed any of that because I know it isn't true. Nothing happened like that with me and Alexi I'm sure it's not true.

The doorbell rang the next morning I was still in bed I couldn't make out what was in front of me that's how sleepy I was. I put on a handy T-shirt and some sweats. I opened the door looking all irritated so the person in front of me knows I am not happy with his or her appearance. As soon as my eyes could make out who was in front of me my face turned from irritated to surprised to nervous to angry then back to nervous. Calm down I told my myself. I made my face look stern and serious. I looked up and there stands Alexi.