Sweet Secret by Karina Castillo (Bekacastle) (diy ebook reader .txt) 📗

Chapter 3

When I got home I locked myself in my room again, avoiding my mother being in the dining room working, but she was so tired that she hadn't even noticed my return.

Tomorrow would be the teasing again at school, and Jayden would hate me.

I tied myself into a ponytail and flopped onto the bed, thinking about that peculiar kiss.

I brushed my lips with my fingers and narrowed my eyes as I imagined it again.

Am I really going to think about that good-for-nothing idiot?

I opened my eyes and turned off the light to sleep. If there was one thing I could still do well, it was to keep quiet and not tell my mother, because I knew perfectly well that she was going to complain to Denzel about his harassment and I was not sure that he had published that even if everything pointed to him.

(...)

I took a seat at a lonely table as shadows took over the empty places and I felt uncomfortable again. The girls at other tables glanced over at me in mockery and disgust as Joe settled himself in front of me.

“Where did you go last night, Bec?” It frustrated me to have to answer things, and more so while his other friends were invading my private space.

“I was not feeling good.”

"And why didn't you ask me to take you home?” He asked puzzled. “I thought I was your company, but instead you decided to go with Derricks.”.

"I just had to talk to him about something."

“About me? Jayden's figure sat down next to me and surveyed me curiously again. He always had that look of... who knows what the hell...

“What are you talking about...?” My whole body trembled.

"Well, about liking me, Eyre, what else could it be?" He was about to run when Denzel appeared.

“Leave Rebecca alone.” His tone scared me. He was no longer drunk, but his pupils were dilated. Joe stood up to him and glared at him, then pushed him slightly.

“Again you? Why don't you leave my girl alone?” Joe threatened, and Jayden turned to look at me again like I was a victim.

"She's not your girl." Denzel looked at me. “I took her virginity from her mouth yesterday when you left her alone and promised to take care of her.”
Shit.

Jayden and Joe looked at me again along with the other boys with unknown names. Everything was falling around me. I got up from the table quickly before anyone else looked at me for hearing those damn words come out of his mouth, but I fell to the floor and all the laughter took over the room.

“Leave Rebecca alone.” I heard Denzel say, and then he went to help me but I pushed him away and ran straight into a bathroom.

I don't know what the hell was going on with me.

“Rebecca?” I heard Anne's voice, and as soon as I did I went out and hugged her as she sobbed uncontrollably. Damn Denzel had humiliated me again. “Denzel is out there, he wants to apologize to you.”
“He said that?” I separated from her to clean my face and wash my face with cold water. After having fallen in front of everyone I was definitely not going to return to that place.

"No, but he wants to see you, and I'm pretty sure it's to apologize to you for everything that happened out there... don't you want to see what he says at least?"
I shook my head.

“Come on, Bec, you can't just ignore it. He's stupid, but he's been a great friend of mine and...

“And?” My voice sounded hoarse. “He humiliated me, kissed me and humiliated me again. I don't want to see it again.”

“Like Denzel, I also think Jayden was the one who made your diary public. You should at least talk to Denzel about everything. He told me about last night, and of course he mentioned the drunken kiss he gave you.” It was obvious that Anne wanted to help, because she was a very good person, but as long as she was on the side of that idiot...

"He said he smelled like garlic." I stammered hatefully. “What kind of idiot says that?”

"Well, I agree with you. He's the kind of idiot who would say that.” He smiled. “But I'm starting to think that he really likes you, even if it doesn't seem like it.”

"He's a bloody monster." We both walked out of the bathroom, and yes, Denzel was definitely waiting for me. He was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest.

Damn fallen angel.

Anne left, and he wanted her to follow him to room 101 where the teasing magic was taking place. Writing in the newspaper had always sounded fun, but when your private life was exposed it felt like shit.

Denzel moved a couple of boxes and lifted one onto the table.

"Here," He handed me a notebook he took out of the box and the atmosphere became more awkward than it already was.

I stood for a few seconds wondering what his next move was. What the hell was Denzel thinking of doing?
"It's my diary." I couldn't help but laugh cynically. “Take it, publish it, show it to your friends, do whatever you want with it.”

“Why would I want to do something like that?” I took it. “I'm not like you.”

"It was Jayden who exposed you, don't you see what those idiots are trying to do to you?" You may have known them since high school and think the game is played the same way here, but I've known these guys, Joe and his minions for years, as has Anne. And she hasn't been able to get away because he's her brother, but Jayden, did you really imagine being his girl one day? Guys like him destroy good girls like you.”

I looked down at her diary and noticed if it was a real one, but felt like she was being indiscreet looking.

"Let's assume everything you say is true." He looked up. “Why the fuck did you kiss me that night?”

"I was very drunk," He defended himself. “I thought you were someone else, and that's it. What didn't Anne explain to you?”

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