Reasons For My Lies

Chapter 3

Nate's POV :

I studied her every move, as she runs down the porch stairs and towards the back of her house. I was contemplating whether to follow her until I heard my father's footsteps behind me. "Don't be concerned son" he said, intrigued with my reaction. "You have probably taken her by surprise and now she's running late". I turn to face him, raising my eyebrow. " Come on now" he said grabbing a few more boxes. "How about you help your old man with rest of your belongings and I'll make you breakfast?" I wasn't exactly thrilled about receiving anything from this so-called father of mine, though I had been driving since 2.00am and I was starving. I nodded my head, collected the rest of my boxes from my car boot and followed him inside.

As I walked inside scoping out my surroundings, I realized that he had not changed a single thing in this house. It was still as I remembered, rustic looking, surrounded by wooden furniture, that still had a female's touch. We walked up the familiar staircase, reaching the top and turning left. "We must be heading to my old room" I thought to myself, as we walked down the hall. As expected, he opened the second door on the right and motioned me in. however to my surprise, it wasn't my old room anymore. "are you surprised?" he said, putting down the boxes he was carrying on the floor. " you're not 15 anymore son, so I had to revamp your room.....I still have all your old stuff though" he carried on as he walked to my bedroom door, gripping the handle. "It's all in boxes downstairs, under the house", he acknowledged with a small smile, closing the door behind him, and walking back down the hall.

I was surprised and glad to see I did not have to sleep on a single bed, shaped like a car. There was now a queen size bed with a black metal frame in front of the window, with dark green curtains. Small black bedside tables, with a desk lamp on the right and an alarm clock built into a black mustang. "Figures....he still thinks I'm into cars" I thought as I rolled my eyes. *DING* too engrossed in the room around me, I pull out my phone and threw it onto the bed beside me. Next to the closet door was now another door, "that's new" I thought. I opened the new-found door on the left to uncover a tiled and wooden styled bathroom. I looked to my right and realized that this was the main upstairs bathroom. He had built in a door, so this was now accessible to my bedroom. A pleased feeling washed over me, as I closed the bathroom door and a small smile appeared on my lips.

"NO!" screamed the voice inside my head and he was right, I could not fall for his nice gestures and gentle smiles. I had to remember who he really was. I started pacing and arguing with my heart and my head. *DING* I snap my head back towards the end of the bed, to where my phone had gone off a second time. "WHAT!" I thought, frowning. Two new messages appeared as I unlocked my phone;

Mum:    Hi honey, I'm just checking to see if you arrived at your fathers safely?  I assume you'd be quite                 busy unpacking, so call me after school?  I love you. xx

My grip tightens around the phone and I'm reminded of the anger I felt before arriving here. I was not interested in speaking to her. I clench my teeth at thought of being stuck here and press delete. I open the next message;

Carra:    I just got told from Jeremiah that you have moved!  Were you even going to tell me?  Do you even                 care Nate!  CALL ME! Xo

I did care. She had a porn star body and was a great f**k. I close my eyes and lick my lips at the thought of our last encounter. But she was also your typical high school b***h. As I re-read the message, her annoying high pitch voice came to mind, whenever she got jealous. I hated when girls claimed me as theirs. Relationships were forbidden with me. I never liked the idea of being with one person and letting them see me completely. I was trouble and girls always liked a side of bad. Majority of the time I didn't even have to work for it, they always came to me. I decide not to reply to Carra, knowing her stuck up ass would run straight to daddy to have me transferred back to Evona High School. Truth is, I didn't exactly want to go back, nor did I want to be here either.

I release a long breath and get changed into my new school uniform, Henry hung from the hook behind my door. I tie my hair back into a bun, showing off my shaved sides and go and brush my teeth. "NATHAN......BREAKFAST'S READY!" Henry call out from downstairs. As if he reads my mind, my stomach loudly growls egar for a taste. I grab my phone and as I'm about to turn on my heels to head downstairs, there she was again. The girl from this morning. My pupils widened as I zeroed in on her, from afar. She was riding a pure white horse, with black rings around his hoofs. Her hair blew in the wind behind her and her white singlet had ridden up, showing off a slim and toned waist. I climbed on top of my bed and moved closer to the window, but once again as if she knew she was being watched, she turned her head directly to my direction, locking her eyes onto mine. I froze. Slightly embarrassed and caught of guard, I frowned  in frustration. I searched for an expression in return however, she expressed none. She was unreadable. She turned back towards the front, kicked the sides of the horse and took off into the forest ahead. 

"NATHAN!" Henry called again, distracting me from my daze. "where was she going this early in the morning and how did she know I was watching her....again?" I thought suspiciously, getting off the bed and making my way downstairs. "There you are, are you hungry?"  Henry says, putting a plate of eggs and bacon on the bench, as I enter the kitchen. "Thanks" I reply, with a hint of annoyance in my tone. Henry crosses his arms and leans back against the counter, " so it looks like the uniform fits". My eyes look up towards Henry. He had a stupid "first day of school" kind of smile on his face. I frown and swallow my mouthful of food and reply "unfortunately". Henry chuckles and responds, "I see school isn't your favorite topic". I take another bite of my scrambled eggs and roll my eyes. We sit in silence while I finish off what's left on my plate and Henry drinks his coffee.

 I grab my empty plate, put it into the sink and look out the window to the left. "She goes to the same school you do" Henry says from behind me. I turn around to face him "who is she?" I ask curiously. He goes to respond but stops himself. He looks confused with my question. I turn back around towards the window and see her walking out from the barn. "Why don't you go speak to her?" Henry says as he leaves the room. It wasn't a bad idea. "Could be good to have a next door neighbor wrapped around my finger for the year" I thought smugly. 

Just as I went to leave the room, she reached down below the stairs, at what seemed to be the side, kitchen door and pulled out a bag. Curiosity stopped me in my tracks. She pulled out a patterned school skirt and slipped it over her jeans, pulling them down and exposing her tall, long legs. She pulled her singlet over her head and put on a collared white t-shirt. I was very confused and slightly aroused by the sight . She pulled on long white socks up to her knees and white tennis sneakers over her feet. Not that I was complaining from the show right in front of me, but I wondered why she didn't get dressed inside. She tied her hair in a high ponytail and put the bag back under the stairs. As she opened the side door, she turned to face my direction. "s**t" I froze...my mind and heart racing, "wait...did she know I was watching the whole time!?"