I woke up the next morning, hesitant of getting out of bed. I didn't want to get up or even deal with today. But I have to get up in order to go see Blake. I looked into the window, which was covered up by the curtains. I sighed and rolled out of bed. I slipped out of my pajamas and got into my regular clothes.
I looked into the mirror, smiling lightly as I gently brushed through my hair. I let out a deep breath before slipping on my coat and walking outside. I didn't want any breakfast. To be honest, I think it is just a waste of time. I got the rake from the toolshed and began to forcefully push the leaves forward in a large pile. We had a lot of leaves. I swear, too much to count.
I sighed while the music blasted through the earbuds to my phone. I stared up at the light sky of dawn. It was beautiful how the puffy clouds had matched with the orange strokes and magenta sky. Quite pretty. I would usually come outside when I was either depressed or suicidal. But I wasnt really suicidal unless everything was taken from me that is, if everything was taken from me.
I continued to rake the neverending pile of leaves. I honestly felt like everytime I would rake a huge pile the leaves would constantly fall from the trees. It was like the trees were saying: "Pick up some more, bitch." I started to shovel them up with our trusty snow shovel and put them in leaf bags. Yes, the snow shovel was fun to use. Very fun.
Once I was done, I collapsed on the ground exhausted of how much I rushed the work. I took a deep breath and shut my eyes. I didn't want to move because my body ached. I felt like I was in a jet-lag. Suddenly my phone vibrated. I sat up quickly, causing my blood pressure to drop slightly. It took me a moment to recover before I looked down at my phone.
It was Blake.
I was so nervous. What if he was calling to cancel? Oh crap, I was freaking out. I picked up the phone and put the speaker to my ear.
"Hello?" I asked, my voice shaky.
"Hey there." A deep voice replied.
I sighed with relief. "Hey... I was kinda flipping out for a second that you might cancel."
He laughed heartily. "No no no. I just wanted to talk. I felt that you needed it."
I nodded. "Yeah... I kinda think Devin hates me now..."
He sighed. "No, I don't think he would hate you after a small fight like that. Besides, he's too attached to you."
"I guess you're right about that. He hates himself when he hurts the ones he loves."
"Exactly."
"So... the plans havent changed right?" I asked, smiling even though he couldn't see me.
"Nope. Not at all."
I laughed. "Awesome...so should I go get ready?"
"I would advise so..."
I was starting to jump up and down. "Okay okay okay... I'll.. um... see you later."
"Yeah... see you." He replied before hanging up.
I squealed before I ran into my closet, rummaging through the clothes, trying to find a good outfit. All I could find that was cute looking was a gray long sleeve that ended over my elbows and my favorite black jeans with stylish tearings on the knees and down the shins. I slipped it on along with matching black black bra and panties.
I combed my hair to look perfectly straight before I applied my eyeliner and painted my nails black. I sat on my bed and let out a long, deep sigh. This is gonna be so great. Im going out on a coffee date with Devin's older brother. He might hate me for it... but it might be worth it.
Hell, maybe Blake is actually just what I needed for myself. Some time away from Devin and to get to know his brother a little bit more. If I think about it now, Blake seems to be a lot nicer when he is happy. I wouldn't mind it at all if he was mad at me.
I think... I might be in love with him...
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Temptations (Book One)
RomanceAfter Jen meets the bold and serious Blake Amos, her boyfriend's older brother, she develops a feeling that she can't even control. While the rest of her boyfriend's family disgrace his very existence, Jen is working with him to restore his stone-co...