Angel's POV
Opening my eyes, I stand up from the bed and stretch or I tried to (special emphasis on tried) before my back bone decided that today was not one of my stretching days.
Summoning the strength to stand up again, i make my way towards the bathroom to relieve my bladder and then I remembered then i screamed, I flipping screamed.
"What the heck did I do?, why would I agree to go out with him?, Him out if all people, he's an asshole. I mean we just agreed to we just agreed to be civil even though he doesn't get it. And I flipping agreed to go out with him, did I mention he's an asshole?. Wait, wait hold up, if he asked me to go out with him that means it's just going to be the both of us right ?, does that count as a date?, does it ?, I don't think so or do I ?, that can't be right ?.
"Angel"
"That can't happen right, he doesn't feel that way for me right ? "
" ANGEL! "
Shutting my mouth and willing myself to stop rambling, I face my mum " yes? " I squeak out when I saw her glaring at me
" Why do you think it's a good idea to scream the whole household's ears off this morning? "
" Um nothing ? "
" Do not make me repeat myself young woman and what's all this with the 'he doesn't even feel that way for me '?"
Pulling her back to the room, I sit her down and explain what happened to her (and yeah she knows about me liking him like why not, she's my mum) when i finish, she's already looking at me with stars in her eyes if that was humanly possible
"So that's what happened" I conclude my rant again
"Girl, that sounds like a date "
" Right, I thought so too" my face lights up just by thinking about it
"But then he also has a girlfriend" And my face falls ..fast.
"Right... I thought about that too"
"But hey, just leave that and enjoy yourself today"
"How can I do that ?, just being close to him makes my heart go haywire
" I know the feeling, I've been there "
Rolling my eyes, I stop her before she can even delve into she and my dad's courtship story " mum, I have heard that story a ridiculous amount of time that I can say it by heart, I really don't need to hear it again"
"Sorry, darling. What I meant was that you should let go of your worries for now and just go with the flow"
"What if the flow gets rough?"
"It'll be fine darling. Trust me"
"Okay mum. I really hope it works out cause I am tired of fighting with him, if he messes this up again I seriously won't care about anything but even my own feelings, I'll just shut him and everyone else out" I say with tears in my eyes
"Let's hope it doesn't come to that "
We sit in silence for a while before dad barges in looking alarmed " Hey darling, are you safe. It got quiet real quick in here so I decided to come check on you to know if you were fine"
" Dad, what do you mean? " I ask confused
" Oh you're safe, that's a relief. I thought your mother was gonna murder our only child today" he says while mum is glaring daggers at him, I am pretty sure if looks could kill then dad would be six feet if not twelve deep in the soil
"Mum would never do that, she loves me too much"
"I know she does, probably more than me but if you were present when she was threatening to bring heaven down on earth to the person screamin" he gets interrupted my mum
"Emmanuel, what do you mean by that ?"
"Nothing dear, I misspoke"
"Oh really?" She says while closing in on him
"Of course dear, Angel since you're safe, I'll take my leave I'll be downstairs bye" he says scurrying out of the room
" I'll be back, let me deal with that mischievous husband of mine"
"Okay mum, please keep him alive we still need him"I shout after her
" Alright dear, I'll try but I can't make no promises and one more thing, breakfast will be ready in a bit" she shouts back
Smiling to myself, I make my way back into the bathroom to finish what I started and this time I made sure I didn't scream anyone's head off.
After my bath, I opened my wardrobe to look for what to wear and I decided on a cute black top and black jeans l. Yeah it's plain I know but I love black so ..
Sighing, I take my phone and make my way downstairs for breakfast and on getting there, I saw a fully dressed mum that was already eating and Dad was nowhere to be found
"Where's dad?"
"Oh that one ?, he has gone to work"
"Oh okay and the 'that one's in question is your husband"
"I know and he's also your father" And then we both started laughing and it felt good to laugh again
" Oh God that felt good"
" How you feeling now, have you calmed down yet? "
" Yeah, I'm good"
" Good to hear that dear"
" What's the time mum?"
" Wait, let me check.... It's 11:52 am"
" Oh he will be here soon"
" Oh? "
" Yeah, I'll call him to confirm the time again anyways"
" Okay dear, have fun. I'm off to work" she says as she makes her way to the door
" Okay mum, love you". I shout after her
" Love you more". She shouts back
" I know" I mumble. I knew my parents love me, I love them too and I don't think I can do without them. Then and there I realized that I don't need anyone to be happy as long as I have my parents with me.
Finishing my food, I check the time 12:30, have I been eating for that long, the doorbell breaks me out of my thoughts. I open the door to reveal a furious and teary eyed Samuel , taken aback at how disheveled he looked when we were supposed to be going out, I ask " what the heck happened to you?, you look like you've been run over by a very huge truck"
He doesn't reply, he just steps forward and hug me well more like he put his whole body weight on me like he was tired and couldn't hold himself up and then he started sobbing like legit sobbing.
"S-she *hiccups* she *hiccups* confess--ed --to --me -- her-- her -- herself"
"What?"
"She -- told me her-- herself "
"Who and what did she tell you ?"
"Lizzy"
" Oh, okay tell me what happened" I say as I lead him to my room. Upon getting to me room, he sat down on the bed and started explaining
" She called this morning and said she was coming over "
" And? "
" I told her that if she was gonna come then she should be fast about it cause we were going out "
" Then? "
" She went all bravado on me and then I told her to either suck it up and come over so we could talk it out or she fucks off".
"Then" I say while trying to stifle the traitorous laughter that wants to escape me
"Then she came over and we started talking"
"Then?"
"She accused me of cheating on her with you, then I was like 'what hell no, you don't just waltz into MY house, into MY room then you just accuse ME of cheating on you with MY best friend. Then she said that I didn't care about her and that's why she cheated on me"
" What, she did that again or was she talking about the first time? " I ask feeling disgusted
" And I really didn't believe it the first time, then she said I apparently don't take good care of her and that he was better than me. I was really surprised she was already singing his praises when they met like two or three days ago "
" Who was it this time? "
" Michael "
And then I pull him towards me and hug him against my better judgement
" Oh well they deserve each other, he's a jerk and she's a bitch"
" Don't say that"
" You wanna defend her and get the hell out of my house or you'll sit your ass down and watch a movie with me while enjoying ice cream ?"
" Uh no, I'm not feeling like ice cream right now"
" Well there's no time to be mopping about over a bitch"
" C'mon"
" And ur watching whether you like it or not cause I wasn't asking"
I drag him off my bed and took him back downstairs, I put a random movie on while I make my way to the kitchen to bring out my scared tub of ice cream. Sitting down
" You are going to pay me back for my ice cream, do you know that? "
" Mhm"
" Did you even hear what I said ? "
" Mhm"
" Whatever "
Halfway through the movie, Samuel was already cuddled up at my side or rather he was cuddling me without my permission, whenever I try to escape by shifting around he just shifts along with me. Giving up I decide to just focus on the movie, I look up only for a kissing scene to be on, I feel heat crawl up my neck at the awkward silence that ensued when he looks at me and he started leaning him while I was willing my heart to calm down before I died of an heart attack just because he was close to me....
His lips brushed against mine, soft and gentle, sending shivers down my spine.
I felt the warmth of his breath, the sweetness of the ice cream lingering on his lips.
As our kiss deepened, the world around us melted away.
Samuel's hands cradled my face, his thumbs tracing my cheeks.
Our lips moved in sync, the pressure building.
I tasted the saltiness of his tears, the richness of the ice cream, and the sweetness of his desire.
Time stood still.
The movie's laughter and music faded into the background.
All that existed was Samuel's lips on mine.
And I felt on cloud nine and I was thinking my crush was finally going to reciprocated and I didn't even care if he wanted to use me to forget her, I'd still be with him if he asked or so I thought and before I could even start convincing myself further , he pushed me and said
"Uhm kitten.. sorry I meant Angel I really am sorry
"It's okay, I am not angry"
"That was a mistake, it shouldn't have happened and it wouldn't happen again, I just got carried away for a second and"
My eyes widened in shock as Samuel's words cut deep. "Mistake?" I whispered, my voice trembling.
His regretful expression only fueled my anguish.
"Get out," I say, my voice firm but laced with pain.
Samuel hesitated, but my determined gaze left no room for argument. He left, closing the door behind him.
I stood frozen, my heart shattering into a million pieces. I felt like I'd been punched in the gut, unable to breathe.
I stumbled out of the sitting room and went upstairs to my bed, collapsing onto the mattress. My vacant stare fixed on a spot on the wall as tears silently streamed down my face.
Days blurred together as I avoided Samuel as if my life depended on it. I skipped classes, stopped responding to messages, and withdrew from our shared friend group.
Samuel's attempts to reach out were met with silence.
My heart ached with every passing moment, but i couldn't bear the thought of facing him again.
My days blended together in a haze of sadness. I was pretending to be fine so my parents wouldn't be worried but inside, i was shattered.
I couldn't comprehend why Samuel's words had cut so deep. We'd shared a connection, a moment of vulnerability. How could he dismiss it as a "mistake"?
My mind swirled with questions:
"Was I just a momentary lapse in judgment?"
"Did he ever truly care?"
"Am I unworthy of love?"
Self-doubt crept in, poisoning my thoughts. I began to question my own worth. Even my parents couldn't get me to stop
One moment, i'd convince myself I was better off without him; the next, i'd crumble under the weight of longing.
My reflection stared back at me, a stranger's face etched with pain.
"I thought I knew him," I whispered to myself.
As i wandered through my room, memories haunted me:
Laughter I shared with Samuel
His gentle touch
The spark in his eyes when he looked at me
Each recollection sliced through my heart like a razor.
I felt lost, alone, and broken.