Love Somebody [Editing]

3. Something Bad

I could feel tears welling up in my eyes as I drove past the houses. I couldn't cry over something so shrimpy.

Get yourself together. You aren't a meek little cry baby. I told myself as I parked my car in the garage.

"How was your day, honey ?" my mom asked the minute I stepped inside my house. She was smiling ear to ear looking as happy as a butterfly. Why couldn't I be a happy soul like her too.

"Terrible." I muttered and dashed upstairs to my room. I was curious to know why she was so happy, but that would mean talking to her and all I wanted to do at the moment was be alone.

I shut the door, grabbed my Kindle and dropped myself onto my bed.

"Tris ? Open the door sweetie." My mum knocked with concern. "Tell me what happened."

"Just leave me alone mom. I'll talk to you later."I shouted. "Please." I added to reduce the rudeness.

I started flipping through the books.

Reading might as well be only thing that could transport me to another world away from my thoughts. Something that I needed desperately right now.

I found A thousand Splendid Suns by Kahlil Gibran which happened to be one of my favorite books and started reading through my favorite part. I was about to start another book when my phone buzzed, the doorbell downstairs rang and kindle shut down. Simultaneously.

Strange. Something bad? The superstitious part of me wondered.

I picked up my phone and saw a text from Sara asking me if I was OK. I replied her in the affirmative.

"Tris !"

"Mom, Not Now." I yelled, frustrated.

"I'm not calling out to talk to you, I'm telling you to open the door because There's someone for you." My mum replied equally frustrated.

I jumped from my bed and quickly opened the door expecting Sara, since she was the only one who lived nearby and since I had a hunch that despite she had received my text, she would be here to make sure I was fine.

I was slightly disappointed as I saw a boy standing in front of my door, You did not just say that, my inner goddess scolded me in my thoughts. Although my disappointment was replaced by anger and hatred when I saw who it was. I nodded at the superstitious self in unfortunate agreement. Definitely something was going to go bad.

"You're in the wrong house." I stretched my hand to grab the handle to slam the door. So I was rude. Whatever.

But Ethan Carter, got inside my room before I could shut the door. God, he was quick. Wasn't he more rude?

His sudden movement took me by surprise and I stay glued to my spot and so did he, stuck between the door and me. Captive by my hands that were surrounding him at both sides.

"Always  ready to grab the chance, eh?"
He pointed at our completely wrong looking position.
I threw my hands away in disgust but he wrapped his hands around mine.
"Dancing by my window at night, being miss attitude at school but staring me with a mix of admiration and annoyance. You're hard to understand." I looked at him I'm total confusion and disbelief. "I'm complimenting you. You've got quick moves, good moves. I like it."