Chapter Thirteen - I'm home

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John's pov :

I didn't know what to do , it wasn't even lunch break but I wanted to go out , I wanted to go to the coffee shop and see Christine , I missed her , I didn't want to admit that but I had to be honest with myself , those feelings I experienced were very new to me , i didn't even feel like this with my ex-girlfriend Amanda , sure I used to miss her a lot at that time , but it was nothing like this , it was very easy to ask her out and fall in love with her , I loved her , she was my first girlfriend ever , but at least that's what I thought , all the love and adoration I felt for her vanished into thin air when Marcus and Sean told me that when they went to the club , they saw her there with her friends partying and telling them that she used me for money and fame , it broke me when I heard that , no girl loved me for who I was , all they cared about was money and fame , and they knew they would get it if they date me , why not though ? I'm a famous billionaire

I've always known that love is never about money , I learnt that after what Amanda did to me . And i knew she didn't love me , she loved my money , and she loved having it , not having me , and I hated that , i felt disgusted with myself that I dated someone as materialistic as her , I couldn't see it with my own eyes , but I'm so grateful and thankful to god that I had best friends who saw it , and in time I broke up with her , she begged me to not leave her , she apologised over and over , told me that she was drunk , but i refused to do the same mistake again , instead I started playing around with girls . I wanted to break them like they did to me , one night stands were my thing after my relationship with Amanda Brooks , but later on I realised that it was a very bad and meaningless thing so I stopped and became a workaholic and I loved it , I sat rules to not make the same mistakes , yet I broke them , ever since I met Christine , I changed , I became the person who I was before breaking up with Amanda , I became soft , friendly . I did not return to alcohol and i was never planning on doing that , i refused to be seen like a wild animal , who loses his mind and sanity drinking that poisonous drink , I was an adult , a mature adult , alcohol doesn't only make you lose your mind but it causes problems , death and pain , and I had enough in my life to want more from drinking .

And ever since i met Christine , I knew I liked her , her personality and attitude , everything about her , I loved her looks , she wasn't like any girl I've seen before ... ever , Not even her best friend , because Amelia wears light make up , not like those creepy girls who hide their faces with layers of make up . But for Christine , I've never seen her put a single thing on her face , she was stunning without make up , I remembered when we went to the amusement park . Amelia , Stella and Elizabeth had make up on , with short revealing clothes , especially for Stella and Elizabeth , they wore high heels and short skirts , but Christine .. she wore jeans and sneakers , her hair wasn't flying everywhere because she had braided it , gosh ! I wanted to grab her and kiss her when I saw her but I knew that would make her hate me and that was the last thing I wanted.

I knew that Christine didn't like me , but if she ever did then that wouldn't be for my money , or for fame , she would like me for being me , and so do I .... I liked her for being her and not because of her body or looks .

Ring ring

The sound of my phone ringing snapped me out of my thought and i focused my vision on the caller ID and almost cursed when I saw who

Marcus

I definitely forgot that they were going out tonight , I picked up and answered him , " hello buddy .."

" where are you man ? " His voice held urgency and I heard some shuffling through the phone and thought he might be with the guys , I cursed under my breath

" I'm home "

" I dont understand what do you mean you are ' home ' ? " he whined like a child and I could imagine him holding his hands , air quoting the word ' home ' .

" what part of being home do you not understand? " I rolled my eyes at him " you gotta come here bro , we all are here . Except for you of course and Christine " he said if I told him that it took only the mention of her name to get my attention then I'm sure he would have punched me .

" why isn't Christine there ? " I asked , " Amy said that she had to babysit her friend's nephew " he said hesitantly and I silently hoped her friend is a girl

What the hell John ! Get a life

" oh .."

" yeah , babe what's his name again ? " I heard him ask what I suppose is Amelia " oh yeah man his name is Aaron and his nephew is --" before he could tell me about his nephew I cut him off . I didn't want to hear a thing about this guy

" why are you telling me about them ? " I snapped angrily because the mere mention of the guy's name made me see red , I didn't like him even when I had no reason to

" oh man I was just telling you --"

" why would you tell me about them ? I don't want to hear about them anymore and I won't come there just so you know " I snapped and before he could reply I hung up .

I almost threw my phone across my bedroom when I heard that from Marcus, the thought of her being with an other man had me clenching my fists over and over that my knuckles turned white , i desperately wanted to be the one with her but I knew silently that it won't make any sense

I took deep breaths to calm myself as I silently made my way to the kitchen , I opened the fridge and saw how empty it was , I suddenly craved burritos and decided to get out , making my way to my room , I changed quickly throwing on a navy t-shirt and black jeans and some jacket and made my way out , when I was in the elevator .. I saw a woman that I almost mistook as Christine , she had curly brown hair , she was tall , but she was skinnier than Christine and the thing that made her so much different from Christine was that she was wearing make up , thick make up , I cringed at the sight when she noticed me and started not-so-innocently batting her eyelashes after eying my body like a creep

I rolled my eyes and sighed and prepared myself for the day to end.

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