Sweet Secret by Karina Castillo (Bekacastle) (classic reads .TXT) 📖

"Depends on what it is," I replied absently as I surveyed them all.

"I want to ask you out, Bec." I adjusted my glasses as I looked up at the irises of her eyes and clutched my books to my chest. Hardcover books were too heavy.

"I'd love to," I replied like an idiot. “I would definitely love to, Joe.”

"Perfect," he smiled. “Are we going out? There's a retro place I'd like to take you to.”

Denzel. Last night. Consolation.

"I don't like retro," I lied, they were my passion!

"Oh," he wondered. “Well, no problem. I'll think of something else.”

I nodded, and after he left, Anne came over to me intrigued.

"He just asked me out," I replied seeing her look, she opened her eyes and then pursed her lips. “What's going on?”

"Last night Denzel seemed crazy, he came to my house and…" She dropped her head against the locker. “He kissed me.”

My heart jumped out of my chest. I had no idea what I was feeling at the time when I heard her say that.
"But, it was one of those sexy kisses everyone has nowadays." he explained, and it made me sick just thinking about it.

“Im glad for you.” I just said. “I felt like everything inside of me was killing me in some stupid way.”

What are you doing to me, Denzel Derricks?

"Oh, I thought I was cheering too," he continued. “Until he called me "Alessia"”

Anne rolled her eyes in frustration.

“He was too drunk, I had to put him in a bath with very cold water and give him a coffee after that.

“Alessia?” I frowned.

“Alessia is his ex, they ended up because of her. She cheated on him with a lowlife guy.” he elucidated. “I had warned him many times that this girl was promiscuous, but he fell in love so much that he was completely blinded, and there were the consequences! Now every time he's drunk and kisses a girl he calls her after her. Never in his twenty-two years of life had he fallen so much in love.”

“Has she been your only girlfriend?” I wanted to know.

“Yes. The others have only been entertainment for one night.” Hearing that, I felt guilty for what I said last night.

That part where I told him that I should be with Joe and not with him. Was it very hard? Was he drunk for me or for Alessia?

"Anne, where is Denzel right now?" Who was he kidding, he missed his stupid presence...

"At home, why?"

"Tell the professor I got sick." I quickly left the university and hailed a taxi. She wasn't sure if she lived with her uncle, but it was the only address she knew for him. I could only place it there.

The workshop was closed, I went to the door of his house and rang once and waited on the threshold.
After a few seconds, he opened it.

He had a dirty appearance, smelled of alcohol and was barefoot and wearing pajamas.
"Rebecca." He scratched the back of his neck and narrowed his eyes. “Did you come to tease?”

“How cynical, Derricks. I crossed my arms. “Why do you drink so much?”

"What do you care?" he snorted tiredly, and I pushed past him and went inside. Uncle Tyler and Cindy were nowhere to be found. There were bottled beers everywhere and there was an amazing smell in there. I grabbed a bag and started picking up all that mess before he got in trouble. “What the hell do you think you're doing? Leave me alone, Rebecca.”

"I'll leave you alone when I'm done cleaning up." I mentioned. “Are you going to tell me why so much ambition? Do you want me to tell your uncles what's going on with you?”

“You're not my mother, stop acting like you are, Rebecca. You should do the same with your perfect Joe.”
"Joe...

“What is she doing here?” I turned to the stairs, where Alessia was standing almost naked.