Since Sophia told me everything I couldn’t think straight. I just kept picturing all the things this guy did to her.
And I was shocked that I never noticed something was wrong with her at school when she was going through this.
I can’t explain how guilty I feel for never noticing her bruises or her change in mood. And to add onto that, I was just making it worse by making fun of her.
God I’m such a bad person.
Now, more than ever, I wanted to help her get through all this. I want to make her forget all about this guy, I want to make her nightmares stop, I want to make her feel safe.
I’m determine to make her life normal. To eliminate this guy from it forever. Whatever it takes.
I can tell by the way she acts that she feels safe when I’m around, so maybe I can just stick by her side.
But that’s not gonna stop the nightmares and make her forget.
Maybe if I...
No. That would never work.
But it’s the only choice I really have.
The only option.
I have to date Sophia Mackenzie.
My all time enemy.
The only girl that could really get under my skin.
The only girl I’ve ever really payed attention to.
The only girl I would ever do this for.
I have to make her fall for me, make her forget all about this crazy ex, and instead fill her head with thoughts of me, cuddle her at night to fight away her nightmares, comfort her when she’s sad, replace all those horrific memories with good ones.
But it’s Sophia Mackenzie we’re talking about here. Nothing’s ever simple with her.
Do I have it in me to make her fall for me?
And what if I ended up falling for her instead?
I guess that’s just a chance I’m willing to take.
Anything to turn her life around and rid her of the demons that haunt her.
But what about this daughter of hers?
I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that she’s a mom.
How could no one know about her pregnancy? I just don’t get it.
But I do remember that one year when she went on a vacation and then when she got back she didn’t come to school for a long time because she caught some illness from wherever she went on her vacation.
She missed so much school that she had to go to summer school.
If I remember correctly she missed about six and a half months.
Maybe the crazy guy she was with did all that horrible stuff to her in the summer because she didn’t come to school until almost the very end of the year.
Everything is making so much sense now.
But what about-
My phone broke me out of my deep thoughts, and I was thankful for that. My head was starting to hurt from all this thinking.
I checked my phone to see why it was buzzing and found that I received a new text.
From: My stalker.
Why weren’t you at school today?
I missed you.
Hope nothings wrong.
Ilet out an irritated sigh. Why couldn’t Candy get the hint? I’m not interested in her.
Her desperateness really pisses me off.
But for once I’m actually happy for the distraction.
And yes, in my phone I named her My stalker, because its true.
To: My stalker
Yamy reply was short and cold but its better than nothing.
Not even a minute later I got a reply from her.
From: My stalker
If you need any company, I’m free.
Are you freaking kidding me? I swear we just talked about this not long ago.
To: My stalker
Maybe if I literally spell it out for her she’ll finally get it.
Again she replied almost instantly.
From: My stalker
You sure? I’ll make sure you’re entertained.
Okay, I’m so done with this conversation.
After five minutes of ignoring her text my phone buzzed yet again.
God Candy was stupid. If I don’t respond to you, it means I don’t have my phone or I don’t want to talk to you, texting me more than once when I don’t reply won’t make me reply.
I planned on just ignoring the text and staring at my wall like I’ve been doing since I got home from Sophia’s hours ago but curiosity eventually got the best of me.
So I opened up my latest text and read it. To my surprise it wasn’t from Candy.
From: The she devil
Sorry for making you miss school today.
The she devil? Oh ya, Sophia. I should probably change that.
I quickly changed her name to Sophia before replying to her
No problem. I’ve been going to school too much lately, I needed an excuse to miss a day.
Thinking she would reply instantly like Candy, I sat, staring at my phone for a whole minute until I realized she probably wouldn’t text me back for a little while, she wasn’t eager like Candy.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, my phone buzzed signalling that I had a new text.
I quickly opened it and felt a rush of disappointment when I saw that it was just Alex, my best friend.
From: Douch A
Dude, I can’t believe you skipped without me today.
I let out a frustrated sigh, why did today have to be the day when people decided to bombard me with texts.
To: Douch A
Sorry bro, something important came up.
I knew I was being vague but right now I didn’t care. All I want if for Sophia to text back.
My phone went off with yet another buzz and my heart leaped into my throat in a way I’ve never experienced before. What the hell is this?
I ignored the fact that I was chocking on my heart and opened the text.
It’s funny when you try to act all tough and badass.
I scoffed at her text. I don’t try to be badass, I am badass. She doesn’t know what she’s talking about.
I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m as bad as they come sweetheart.
I hesitated before I sent the text. Should I take out sweetheart, or should I keep it? I don’t want her to get the wrong idea, or do I?
I do need to make her fall for me, so I’ll keep it I guess.
Without another thought I sent the text.
Why was I even second guessing myself? I sound like a girl.
Seconds later a received another text, damn I’m popular today.
To my delight when I opened it I saw that it was Sophia.
Ya, because playing piano and signing is totally badass.
Okay she got me there. But no one knows about my music so that doesn’t really count.
That stays between the two of us. I have a reputation to uphold unlike you sweetheart.
I knew my text sounded self centred but music was something I kept to mostly myself.
I’m popular. Everyone is alway in my business, they know everything about me, it’s actually creepy. So music was my way of feeling normal, it’s my escape form the hectic world of popularity.
Yes I take a music course but the people in there are all nerds and don’t tell anyone about it, and apparently the school is filled with stupid people because no one has found out I’m in music class.
When I told Sophia that I played some instruments it was the spur of the moment thing. I don’t really know why I told her, since she was my enemy and all, but I did.
And I don’t regret it.
My phone buzzed for the millionth time tonight and I instantly opened the new text.
Is sweetheart my new nickname or something?
I smiled at the text, just picturing the amused look on her face, the one where her eyes shine and her nose crinkles cutely.
Man I sound like a pussy. Why do I keep thinking stuff like this?
To prevent myself from thinking any other things like that I texted Sophia back, but not before changing her contact name for the second time today.
It sure is, even your contact name is sweetheart now.
I sent the text and waited for a reply. Luckily she replied quick.
I guess I have to figure out a nickname for you huh? Anyways, I have to go before I end up falling asleep and text you a bunch of random stuff with my face.
The disappointment I felt was surprising and scary. Why I wanted to keep talking to Sophia, I will never know.
Goodnight sweetheart, dream of me ;)
I waited for a while for her to reply but she never did. I was almost even expecting her to text a bunch of letters with her face but I never received another text from her.
The only other person that texted me was Alex, and I decided to ignore him and go to sleep, or at least try.
My mind was in overdrive with all the new information a got today. But after what felt like hours I finally drifted into a deep and dreamless sleep.
My last thoughts being about whether or not Sophia would fall for me and if I would fall for her too.