Chapter 3

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Cecilia's POV-

I sat in my room staring down at my phone-my phone contacts app up. There was Louis' name-one of the few people I had saved in my phone. I tapped the bar, bringing his profile up so it wasn't just in a list.

It was yesterday when this man had put his number into my iPhone, and I hadn't been able to forget about it. Honestly, I didn't want it in there at all, in fact I wanted to delete it. But for some reason I had decided to sleep on it before I made the decision to permanently delete his name from my device forever.

I knew where he worked, I knew one of his hangout spots-I could more than likely avoid him. Maybe deleting his name in my phone would delete his name from my mind as well.

Don't get me wrong, he seemed like an ok guy. A little stalkerish, but he was alright, I guess. I was honestly more worried about Jacob getting jealous over another guy's name in my contacts than having Louis' number in my phone. Jacob had friends that were girls-lots of them-but he told me it was because he had grown up with sisters and just made better friends with them. I had no reason not to believe it. He'd never broken my trust.

But he didn't want me to hang out with other guys, but I couldn't think of a good reason to, anyways. In general, guys seemed like dicks. Except Jacob. 

He came into my life 2 years ago. We met at college in pre-calculus, and the day he brought me Starbucks was the day I fell in love. At the beginning of our relationship, he seemed like a nice guy-very gentlemanly. But over time it sort of seemed like things had slipped away. I didn't think much of it, however, because don't all guys start thinking the girl they're with is dull after a certain amount of time?

I wouldn't call him a dick, though. He's just...bored.

I hovered my finger over the trashcan icon, debating before pressing my finger on it. I don't know why it was so hard to do, as I'd only seen him twice. Maybe it was the way his blue eyes seemed to smile at me, even when he lips were turned down, or the way he thought Jacob was abusing me in the parking lot after the party?

But at the same time, he was probably just trying to get in my pants like guys do...

Behind me, I heard my bedroom door burst open, making me jump. In startle, I accidentally knocked my phone off my desk, making in land face down in my lap.

"What are you doing?" Jacob demanded.

"I was scrolling on Pinterest like always" I looked away.

"Get your blind ass over here" he smiled, reaching his hand forward.

Yes, I'm visually impaired. I'm not blind, but I have to wear contacts or glasses to drive, and I'm not supposed to drive at night, either. One of my eyes could see better than the other, which sometimes made my eyes a little wonky. My lazy eye wasn't as noticeable during the day, but if I was tired or had been on a screen for a long time, my right eye seemed to travel slightly inward.

Jacob used to say it was cute, but a few months back he started joking about it. At first it bothered me, but I knew he didn't mean anything by it.

I took his hand, using it to pull my weight up before he pulled me in for a quick kiss.

"What do you want to do tonight?" I asked.

"We can go get food if you want?" he suggested. "But you need to change"

"What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" I looked down at my outfit, tucking my phone into my back pocket.

"You can see too much butt" he smacked me on the ass, laughing.

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