The wrong boy

Chapter: thirteen[13]

Regina:
"Mrs.cooper, your cooking is amazing. I loved the foods" Noah complimented my mums cooking.

The dinner went really good. "Noah seems to be a great boy, I like him" I look up from wiping the table with a napkin to see mum smiling at me, "yeah I'm really happy mum" I told her smiling back. I look into the living room to see Kyle and Noah together. I smile to myself knowing even dad tonight got along with Noah.

"Hey! I'm done wanna head upstairs?" I ask to Noah. He stood up to leave to head to my room with me. "Be careful, thats my lil sis. Make sure u keep your distance" I hear Kyle say. Even though I'm giving him my back I can feel the smirk happening in his face. I decided to ignore it and head upstairs.

I had a bad feeling, I never leave my room door open but my bedroom door, it was open. I step inside to see my bedroom messed up. Suddenly we hear a noise near from the window room. Noah moved fast towards it but before I was able to check, my phone buzzed.

Unknown: Don't say I didn't warn you. Its not too late to stop this my baby, you and I both know that you will be my baby ;)
Me: shut up thats never gonna happen leave me alone!
Unknown: btw babygirl, don't even bother to call the cops if you do you and I both know whats gonna happen ahahahaha

"Who was it from?" I quickly lock my phone to face Noah. "Its just Analia checking if I'm at home." Noah tried to call the but I had to stop him "there is no use even if call the cops, there is no enough evidence" I made up an excuse for Noah.

Noah helped me clean the whole room, I didn't want him to help but he insisted so I gave in, in the end.

I walked him to his car. I felt him move closer to me with my back against the car. His hand brushed the hair out of my face and tucked it behind my ear, I looked into his eyes, the same sparkle in his eyes, its still there. I tried to move but my body didn't want to, he bent in closer and I felt his lips caress mine. I felt a paralyzing feeling going from the top of my head to the tips of my fingers. I put my hand around his neck and kissed him back, it was incredible, this fiery feeling was spreading through my body. He pulled back, smiled at me and whispered in my ear "I had a great time today, See you tomorrow Gina. Goodnight!" I smiled back and nodded in response.

***Next day in school***
"Watch it!" I look up to see a familiar face looking back at me. "Umm Owen I'm so sorry I'm kind of in a rush I didn't mean to bump into u" I say apologizing. "Whatever" Owen gave me a cold reply. "Hey! Nice chain neckless" I say trying to Atleast trying to fix things but it didn't work since he just walked away.

Me and Owen haven't talked since Emma's funeral, I barely even see him in classes. We became good friends but now its like we don't even know each other.

I quickly head to class and I see Noah and Analia waiting for me. My day quickly got better.

**After classes***
I was getting into Kyles car when I heard Noah shout "Wait!" I get out of the car to ask him whats going on. "Hey, since u asked me me for dinner last night, I'm wondering if you wanna have dinner with me tonight?" Noah asked me with a smirk like he is challenging me. "mhmm yeah sure" I let out a giggle while agreeing. "I will pick you up at 7, be ready" Noah said while walking away.

***6:45***
I'm standing in front of the mirror in a bright red dress and black heels. I put on dark red lipstick. I took one more good look at myself before heading down stairs.

"Woaw" my mum complimented me. The doorbell suddenly rang, I got more nervous. I opened the door to reveal Noah in a black T-shirt, black jeans, black leather jacket with white Vans sneakers.

We drove to a fancy restaurant. Everything was perfect. It was like a dream come true. Its been almost an hour and now we are waiting for desert. "Hey umm baby I need to use the restroom, can you give me a moment?" Noah excused himself. I took out my phone and texted Analia telling how things are going.

***After 20 minutes***
Noah still haven't came out of the restroom I started to get worried so I decided to go and check if he is okay. I slowly walk up to restroom. I open the door to see Noah on the floor.

Noah:
I walked into the toilet, the door creaks and groans shut behind me. The moment I took a step forward I felt a sharp pain on the back of my head. Blinded by the sickening pain I crumpled to the floor, clutching my head to make the pain stop. I felt two hands grab my own with surprising strength turning myself over. I tried to make out the face of the person I was facing but I was still in agonizing pain, and my eyesight was too blurry. I tried to call for help but at that moment the figure grabbed me by the throat and lifted me up against the wall. I thought I saw something glistening on the figure's neck, but I couldn't make heads nor tails of it; my eyes were full of tears of pain. "W-who...are..y-you..?" choked me with a shuddering breath. "Lets just say, you should've left her alone when you had the chance" replied the figure in a cold voice, similar to ice cold steel. I tried to fight back but I just couldn't. Then, I saw a soap bottle on the sink next to him. I grabbed it and smashed it into the figure's head. I dropped to the floor as the figure let go of me, screaming out in pain. But as quick as he was stunned, he regained himself and kicked me in the face, breaking my nose. For the second time, I crumpled into the floor, clutching what's left of my nose. A piece of paper slid out of his pocket, I picked it up and saw it was a picture of Gina. He closed I eyes and thought to myself 'Gina, im sorry, I saw a beautiful future unravel when I looked into your eyes, you're the best thing to ever happen to me. Im sorry, I love you'. I felt the figure step on my hand as I was turned over a second time, this time there was something glistening in my head. Next thing I knew, I felt the knife go into my ribs. I screamed out in pain as the knife was pulled back and stabbed into me, over, and over, and over. Blood was gushing out into the bathroom floor, I was choking on my own blood, I couldn't see. I was slowly losing consciousness. The picture slid out from my hand as he bled out on the floor. The figure removed the knife one last time and stood up. There was footsteps approaching the toilet. He panicked and left out the window before anyone tried to open the door.