Mia's pov
The drive home with dad was quiet. No one dared to say anything.
"Are you mad at me?" I ask him, breaking the silence.
He looks at me in the corner of his eye.
"I'm not mad at you. I'm just glad you're okay." He squeezes my knee before putting it back on the steering wheel.
"I'm sorry, dad. For everything. For leaving you in the first place, for trying to-" I couldn't get the words out of my mouth.
I feel a lump forming in the back of my throat.
"Hey, hey, don't ever apologize okay. I'm the one who should be apologizing."
"Dad, it's okay. Let's not talk about it, okay."
He nods in understanding before turning his attention back on the road.
Back at home I sat on my bed, curled up in a fluffy blanket, watching Netflix on my laptop.
My dad knocks on my room door that's open.
"Someone's here to see you." He simply tells me.
I pause the show and close the laptop.
In walks Boggi.
My stomach drops lightly and I notice my dad still watching him, Boggi seems uncomfortable.
"Dad, it's okay...I'm okay." I tell him.
He nods once before leaving.
Boggi then turns his attention to me.
"Hey." He says.
"Hey..." I trail.
I felt awkward.
"H-How are you feeling?" He asks me.
"I'm okay," I shrug, "Just really tired."
He nods in understanding as he bites the inside of his cheek.
"Boggi, what are you doing here?" I ask him, trying not to sound rude.
"Just seeing how you doing."
"I'm good, thanks."
Where was this conversation going?
He then walks over and sits on the edge of my bed.
"I just wanna know 'why'?" He finally speaks up.
I frown in confusion.
"Why what?"
"Why did you do it?"
I then come to realization to what he's talking about.
"Boggi, I don't want to talk about that right now."
"Just tell me, I need to know why. Why him."
I look at Boggi emotionless as he stares deeply at me, looking for an answer.
I then shrug lightly, "I don't know..." I croak out.
"Was he your first?" He randomly asks.
"What does that have to do with anything?"
He doesn't answer but looks at me, waiting for an answer.
I huff lightly, "Yes, yes he was..."
Boggi hangs his head low. I felt bad, I felt so bad for him right now.
How could I hurt him like that?
"I'm sorry..." I mutter.
He doesn't look up at me.
"Boggi, I'm so sorry. I don't know how sorry I am right now..."
He then looks up at me, his eyes puffy and red, but no tears.
"Do you regret it?" I'm taken back by the question.
"What?"
"Do you regret having sex with Emilio?" He sounds out.
He seemed mad.
I swallow hard. I didn't know what to tell him.
"Boggi-"
He shakes his head, "Don't...Don't do that..."
"I'm sorry..." I say in a shaky voice.
"I thought you liked me." He croaks out, tears now brimming his eyes.
"I did, I do, Boggi. I like you SO much. If I could I would change the past." By now tears were rolling down my cheeks.
"But you can't." He chokes out.
I hated seeing him like this.
"I thought I could trust you." He mutters.
"You can..." I move closer to him where he's now just inches apart from me.
"Please..." I beg.
I slowly lean in and kiss his soft lips. He doesn't kiss me back so I pull away and hang my head down in shame.
I feel his warm hand on my cheek and I look up at his shining eyes, his thumb stroking my cheek.
"I'm sorry..." He mutters.
Without saying another word, I crash my lips onto his and he instantly kisses me back.
I wanted him to know that I wanted him and only him.
After a few minutes of kissing he pulls apart, out of breath.
"I love you...I love you so much." He cries.
I'm taken back.
He said he loves me.
I just stare at him.
He notices my blankness, "Please, say something."
"Boggi...I love you too."
A smile slowly rises onto his lips before he crashes his lips back onto mine.
He then pulls away.
"I have to go. There's something I need to do." He tells me as he gets up from my bed.
"Where are you going?"
He stops in his tracks and places a soft kiss on my forehead.
"I love you." He whispers.
He leaves without saying another word and I only now realize that he hasn't answered my question.
