Salvatore
"Er... can I get your phone number?" I asked nervously, scratching the back of my neck.
She smiled and replied "sure." I pulled my phone from my pocket and she recited her phone number. I read it out to her to confirm that it was correct.
"See you tomorrow"
"Tomorrow? Are you going to be at school?" She asked with a raised brow.
'I might be going to school to have some fun' I wanted to say.
"My place," I replied instead hoping mom would call her over.
"Oh! That's right," she replied emphazing on the 'Oh'
"Goodnight"
"Night"
"And don't get into trouble with your principal," I said smiling.
"I'll never be in trouble again, well, hopefully," she replied and rolled her eyes.
"Then don't eat mangoes," I replied and she laughed.
"It's difficult," she replied and bit he lower lip.
Why does she always have to torture me by biting her lips repeatedly? Probably to make me pay for the incident on Thursday. It took me so much not to take those lips at the ice cream parlour.
"Goodnight again," I called out grinning.
"Goodnight," she replied finally and walked over to her house while I drove off.
**
I made my way to my room as soon as I got home. I don't think I'll be able to handle any s**t from my mom right now, although the distraction I needed worked out well.
"Where have you been?" Mom called out from behind me as I held the knob of my room's door.
Shit.
"Somewhere," I replied coldly as I opened the goddamned door and walked into my room, slamming the door behind.
I kicked my boots off and laid on my bed with my back and faced the ceiling while I closed my eyes, allowing my thoughts to take over.
Today has been cool, i guess, although it was annoying at the beginning especially the fight with my mom but it was really cool.
Ciara.
A smile played on my lips while I remembered what happened today.
For real, I don't know why I acted like a gentleman today. My initial plan was to go to Maddie and have a little bit of fun with her, but when I got there and saw Ciara, I wanted to get the hell away from Maddie. I've been coming across her more frequently than before. A way to punish me for the sin I committed. Whenever I see her, I feel something in my heart.
Guilt.
Damn!! It haunts me every minute I see her, even on Saturday when she came to babysit Sofia. I wanted to be sure that Michael gave the job to her, that was the only reason I went to Sofia's room. But no matter what I do, I still feel this pang of guilt.
You could simply say sorry...
No!! I've done better than saying sorry, haven't I? I convinced Michael to give the job to her and I drove her to the ice cream parlour today. Isn't that better than sorry?
Today...
I actually cannot believe that she talked to me, I still find it hard to believe that she had a conversation with me today. Even after being a total asshole to her on our first meet. I actually thought she avoids conversation with everyone in general execpt her best friend. I expected her to slap the hell out of me and tell me that her name is Ciara Daniels and no one messes with her, but she's really composed and she pretended as if nothing happened.
Meeting her at Maddie's place caught me off guard but I had to pretend collected and simply said "nice hoodie". She wore a black hoodie and grey sweatpants, simple and cool.
It was not in my plan to drive her and Shanya out today, but somehow I found myself doing it, out of guilt. I had expected her to turn me down when I asked to drive her to the ice cream parlor. Of course she did, thank heavens for Shanya, she understands things better than Ciara and I'm so grateful that Ciara came knocking while Maddie and I were kissing.
Damn!! I kissed her again? I'm so dumb. I allowed her to take advantage of me again as she always does.
I stood up my bed and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, I need to wash her taste from my mouth.
Having a conversation with Ciara was really fun, I love the way she looked interested in my narration, I love the way she nodded, I love the way she laughed when I say something or when I laugh, I love the way she nodded when i ask her something, I love that she cares for her best friend, I love the way she bites her lip. I was afraid that I'll kiss her there because of the way she bit her lip, It wasn't easy to resist the urge to take her lips. Good thing I didn't, I know that she'll never forgive me if i had kissed her while I was trying to make it up to her for the drama that I caused at that cafè.
It's not like I'm attracted to her physically, it's just really hard for any man to resist the way she bites her lower lip. I don't think I can ever consider myself attracted to her physically, maybe not in this life. I don't find her as my type, she's definitely not my type. I just want to make it up to her for ruining her job at the café, I believe that she would have worked so hard at the cafe and they repaid her by just firing her without listening to her part of the story.
Everything I feel now is guilt. Guilt!! It's still haunting me. God knows that I've tried to make it up to her. I thought she was mad at me but today says a different thing, the way she talked to me as if she has known me for ages. It felt good actually, at least I know that she's not mad at me, maybe she is, I can't really say but at least I've made progress, I have her number. I grinned remembering the way she recited her number to me.
"Sal?" Someone called from behind the door and a soft knock followed.
"Hey" I replied and hurriedly opened the door for my sister. She came in and walked straight to my bed and sat down.
"How are you?" I asked her as I sat beside her.
"Good, I just miss Ciara. She didn't come today"
"Yeah, mom didn't call her over" I replied and laid on my back.
"Why?" she asked with a frown.
"She was home all day, I think she will call her only when she wants to go out"
"Tell her to go out" she said and faced me.
I laughed and sat up, "you wanna talk to her?"
"Yes please"
"Okay, I'll call her now and you can speak with her, okay?"
"You have her number?" She asked and I nodded proudly. "What are you waiting for?" she said and reached out to my pockets to search for my phone. I pulled it out from my back pocket and raised it above her head.
"Okay, I'll call her only if you promise me that you won't tell her that calling her was my idea"
"Why?"
"Geez!" I exclamated as I rolled my eyes, "you ask too much questions"
"Do I?" She asked with a wide grin making me roll my eyes again.
"Promise me that you won't tell her that calling her was my idea"
She rolled her eyes this time "fine, just call her"
I grinned, unlocked my phone and went to my contacts. 'Ciara Daniels' her name appeared on my screen.
"Is she your girlfriend?" Sofia asked
"What? Hell no Sofie"
"Mom said she attends your school"
"Yeah, so?"
"She's pretty," Sofia complimented and I nodded.
I clicked the dial button, hopefully waiting to hear her voice.
"Hello," someone said from the other line.
I put the call on speaker and gave the phone to Sofia.
"Hi" Sofia said.
"Yeah, who I'm I speaking with," a male voice said.
A male voice?
I snatched the phone from my sister, "hello," I said.
"Hey, can I know who I'm speaking with?"
"Can you give the phone to Ciara?" I said while Sofia watched with a frown .
"Sorry, I don't know any Ciara"
"What?"
"Who are you?"
"Can you tell her that it's Salvatore on the line, please?" I replied
"I don't know any Ciara but Salvatore sounds like a hot name, I love your voice too, honeybunch we can hook.."
I hung up immediately, she gave me a gay's number?
"What did she say?" Sofia asked me pulling me from my confused state.
"She's very busy right now," I replied still confused.
"Okay," Sofia said as she jumped down from my bed and left my room.
What the f**k was that? She gave me a wrong number? I thought we were cool. Very immature.
I texted Michael, telling him to send Ciara Daniels number and he did so immediately. "Loyal friend". I thought aloud and saved the number.
Ciara.
I think she just invited me over to school tomorrow and I hope that she's ready.
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