A hot mess

Chapter 15

Aria

It has been three days since my encounter with Evander. He seemed to be avoiding me like a plague.

I was glad that he did however that didn't stop him from coming to my dreams.

Everyday I woke up, I found myself in a mess, covered in my juice and horny as f**k. I told know why I dream of him and hoped to stop because it was getting excessive.

My Mom has been entertaining the guys while I stayed five feet away from them. There were times Ivan tried to get close to me or strike a conversation but I avoided him.

I didn't want to get involved with him or his cousin. And I was glad that their other friends respected my space and didn't try to bond with me.

Vince grew special fond of my Mom and Sage's little sister. He was the most active in the six of them and tried to make everyone comfortable.

"Sweetie," my mom called me out of my thoughts. "Why have you been spacing out lately?" she asked, her voice laced with concern.

"I'm fine. It's just that I have a lot of school work that I have to finish before going back tomorrow." I lied and she tsked.

"Okay. Don't let it overwhelm you. School can be quite stressful but it can be fun if you let go of your insecurities."

"Insecurities?" I questioned her, wondering where that came from.

"Don't act like you don't know. I am your mother and I know every bit about you. Like how you have had s*x and haven't told me," she blurted out and I widened my eyes in shock.

She knew that too?

I looked around and made sure we were alone in the kitchen.

"Mom, don't go around saying it like that and how do you even know?" I whispered and she rolled her eyes dramatically.

"Silly, the way you walk have changed and you have that glow every girl has when the have broken their virginity. Plus, Sage told me."

Ah, emphasis on Sage. I should have known. That big mouth of hers.

"So tell me, what's the problem? what bothering that fragile mind of yours?" she coaxed, trying to bring words out of my mouth.

I pressed my lips tight unsure of how to reveal my feelings to my Mom. She is a kind person and I know she won't judge me in anyway. But I am afraid to let her know what I have passed through because she would get hurt.

"Talk to me, Arianna." she called my full name and I shot my head up to meet her serious gaze.

Whenever she addressed me by my full name, I know that she has turned into her no nonesense mother mode.

I decided to talk to her about my trouble hoping to find comfort in her too.

"There is someone I hate so much. I despise that person to the extent of wanting to kill them." I carefully made sure not to use any pronouns. "But lately, I have been having dreams with that same person in it. And it is not any kind of dream, hot sexy dreams." I narrated, flushing red from embarrassment.

"Oh." she mouthed. "Is that person your first?" she asked.

"Well, yes. It shouldn't have been. I mistook that person for another and messed up big time. The other person I like hates me now and the other keeps tormenting me. I don't know what to do anymore." I groaned, placing my head sideways on the table.

"That's a complicated life. But what fun is there without having a messed up moment once in a life time? I don't think you hate the person in your dreams, you just can't admit how you feel about them."

"No Mom, I do hate him—" I blurted out, opening my mouth wide after realizing I just used a Pronoun.

"So it is a guy. Which one of them?" she queried.

"W-what?" I stuttered, she was just too smart.

"Is it the one with piercing blue eyes?"

"How do you know that?"

"I have seen him staring at you countless times. The boy is damn lost but at the same time doesn't seem to be in love. I have observed every one of them and they only one that works you up whenever he is close by is him. You like him don't you?" she questioned and heat rushed up my cheeks.

"No, I don't. I will never have feelings for someone like him. You have no idea how horrible he is. And the one I like is the one with sleek brown hair, his cousin. However, I don't want to have anything to do with them ever again. I think my therapy session is over, Mom." I said, pissed by her you like him question.

There is no way in this world will I let myself fall for Evander or even admit that I have feelings for him.

I will only be dooming myself here on earth before I finally get into the pit of hell.

"Calm down, tuna ass. I only asked a question and you are already flaring like wild fire. So my answer is yes. You do have something for the blue eyes guys and he does to. But I won't pry into your lives and let you discover whatever that is missing yourselves." she dismissively ended and I was left confused on how she could say something so freely without thinking twice.

After a few seconds, the guys came in with Nelly in front of them. Her face was batterly beaten causing my Mom to panic.

"What the hell happened to you?" my Mom stormed over to her side.

"I fell off a swing."

"Don't you dare lie. It is obvious that you got beaten." I barked at her and she lowered her gaze in fear.

"Be nice, Aria. Come let me get your face cleaned." my Mom took her away and I was left with the guys.

"What happened to her?" I stepped forward questioning them all together.

"We have no idea. We all met at least the front porch. You should go ask her if you are that worried," Vince muttered, blocking me off.

I rolled my eyes at them and went to the place my Mom had disappeared into, to find out what happened myself.