chapter 9

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Salvatore

"Er... can I get your phone number?" I asked nervously, scratching the back of my neck.

She smiled and replied "sure." I pulled my phone from my pocket and she recited her phone number. I read it out to her to confirm that it was correct.

"See you tomorrow"

"Tomorrow? Are you going to be at school?" She asked with a raised brow.

'I might be going to school to have some fun' I wanted to say.

"My place," I replied instead hoping mom would call her over.

"Oh! That's right," she replied emphazing on the 'Oh'

"Goodnight"

"Night"

"And don't get into trouble with your principal," I said smiling.

"I'll never be in trouble again, well, hopefully," she replied and rolled her eyes.

"Then don't eat mangoes," I replied and she laughed.

"It's difficult," she replied and bit he lower lip.

Why does she always have to torture me by biting her lips repeatedly? Probably to make me pay for the incident on Thursday. It took me so much not to take those lips at the ice cream parlour.

"Goodnight again," I called out grinning.

"Goodnight," she replied finally and walked over to her house while I drove off.

**

I made my way to my room as soon as I got home. I don't think I'll be able to handle any shit from my mom right now, although the distraction I needed worked out well.

"Where have you been?" Mom called out from behind me as I held the knob of my room's door.

Shit.

"Somewhere," I replied coldly as I opened the goddamned door and walked into my room, slamming the door behind.

I kicked my boots off and laid on my bed with my back and faced the ceiling while I closed my eyes, allowing my thoughts to take over.

Today has been cool, i guess, although it was annoying at the beginning especially the fight with my mom but it was really cool.

Ciara.

A smile played on my lips while I remembered what happened today.
For real, I don't know why I acted like a gentleman today. My initial plan was to go to Maddie and have a little bit of fun with her, but when I got there and saw Ciara, I wanted to get the hell away from Maddie. I've been coming across her more frequently than before. A way to punish me for the sin I committed. Whenever I see her, I feel something in my heart.

Guilt.

Damn!! It haunts me every minute I see her, even on Saturday when she came to babysit Sofia. I wanted to be sure that Michael gave the job to her, that was the only reason I went to Sofia's room. But no matter what I do, I still feel this pang of guilt.

You could simply say sorry...

No!! I've done better than saying sorry, haven't I? I convinced Michael to give the job to her and I drove her to the ice cream parlour today. Isn't that better than sorry?

Today...

I actually cannot believe that she talked to me, I still find it hard to believe that she had a conversation with me today. Even after being a total asshole to her on our first meet. I actually thought she avoids conversation with everyone in general execpt her best friend. I expected her to slap the hell out of me and tell me that her name is Ciara Daniels and no one messes with her, but she's really composed and she pretended as if nothing happened.

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