It's been two weeks since I found out about dad. Two weeks since I visited him. Two weeks since I moved out of the house. Two weeks since I saw my mother.
The day I found out Rosa knew about my dad and kept it from me, I moved out of the house. I've been staying at a hotel. I know I might seem selfish but, can you really blame me? All my life I've felt that my parents didn't want to be with me for some reason. Things were finally getting better and it all came crashing down again. It wasn't the kind of pain that comes and goes in an instant; like a band aid being ripped off. Rather it's the kind of pain that comes like a gunshot wound. It's instant but it takes a lot of time to heal. The worst part is, I don't even know if I've gotten to the healing process.
I still haven't had the courage to visit dad. I don't even know if I want to. He's going to die anyway, so what's the point? I don't wanna get too attached and watch him die.
My mom never called and I couldn't care less. Today is a good day. Cade and I are going on our first date and that's all I care about.
He's been insisting I go visit my dad but I always brush off the idea.
I've come to terms with the fact that at this point there's only two people that truly care about me. Cade and Asher.
My friendship with Asher grows everyday. He and Cade even hit it off so that's enough for me.
It's currently 5pm and I Look at my cute baby pink dress in the mirror with a smile on my face. It has a low neckline with spaghetti straps that make a halter neck pattern at the back. It has flowy ends that makes it look like a beautiful flower. I pair of with a pair of silver heels and and a purse that matches my outfit perfectly.
I don't know where Cade is taking me today but I hope I'm not overdressed.
The knock on my door alerts me and I grab my purse and make my way to the door. I open the door to reveal a very handsome Cade behind the door. He's dressed in a blue button down shirt paired with dark jeans and flowers in his hand. I can't stop the drool that almost slips out of my mouth with how good he looks. A lock of hair falls on his face and I have to stop myself from pulling it back in place.
I finally look into those chestnut eyes and notice his frown. I immediately frown and feel like I've done something wrong.
"Cade is there something wrong?" I ask concerned and curious to know why he's frowning.
"Yes" that's all he says and I give him a look urging him to go on.
"You look so beautiful and I feel like I'm underdressed"he says with a smirk and I can't help the blush that creeps up my cheeks. I immediately put my head down but he lifts it back up with a finger placed under my chin and places a soft kiss on my lips. I stare at him shocked at first but immediately lean in to the kiss.
I've kissed a lot of guys, but non of those kisses feel as right as kissing Cade feels. He lips on mine feels like home which is something I've never had before.
"Couldn't wait until later huh?" I say with a smirk but he just shrugs and gives a sheepish smiles.
"I'm sorry" he lies, "your just so beautiful I couldn't resist" he says and purpose and this time I don't even hide my blush as I say a "thank you" and smile.
"So where are we going?"I ask Cade for what seems to be the millionth time as Cade focuses on driving with a hand on my thigh.
He ignores me so I keep asking till he groans and finally answers;"You've asked me a million times and I've refused to tell you, so what makes you think I'll tell you now?" He asks as he removes his hand from my thigh and runs it through his hair in frustration as he sends a playful glare my way.
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Perfect Strangers{ONGOING}
Teen FictionOpening the door abruptly I saw something I could never erase from my memory. He was standing there naked and wet, his hair was ruffled and water dripping of his body. I stood there motionlessly, my brain had failed me. The only thing I could think...