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

It had been three days since she had seen Denzel and Joe. I bought a box of chocolates and wrapped a red bow around it to take to my boyfriend after school, and yes, I was going to tell him what happened with Denzel and maybe leave our relationship behind... I didn't feel comfortable with myself for letting Denzel grope me Derricks when Joe was in the infirmary...

Once I went up to his room and sat down next to him, he turned off the TV and smiled at me.

"Hi, Bec," he greeted me. “You didn't have to come here.”

"I wanted to." I handed him the chocolates and he put them on the next table. “Joe, I have to tell you something...

I cheated on you with Denzel.

"Whatever you want to tell me will have to wait a bit, I have to go to the bathroom." Joe stood up and let me know he wouldn't be long with a look. I nodded lost and looked at the box of chocolates I had bought him.

What are you trying, Rebecca? Joe won't forgive you when you tell him...

I diverted my thoughts when I spotted something strange that was seen from the ajar of one of the drawers. I quickly poked around opening the drawer, and what I found surprised me; It was a box of chocolates identical to the one I had brought her, and there was a label on it that said Get well soon loves you: Megan Gray. »

I immediately closed the drawer as soon as I heard the bathroom door open.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting, cutie. What did you want to tell me?” He lay back down on his bed.

"I just came to tell you that I hope you get better." I stood up and clutched my backpack to my shoulders, biting my lip nervously. “I have to go, mom is having guests tonight and she wants me to help her with dinner.”

Joe seemed to be surprised, I gave him a kiss on the forehead with some discomfort and left his room thinking about what I had found in his drawer. Who was Megan and why did she want her to get better? Why would "Megan" bring Joe chocolates?

"Rebecca." I bumped into Anne, who was carrying refreshments. I took one from him and drank it to the bottom; the coke burned my throat in a strange way...

"Anne, you have to tell me." I handed the glass back to her with a wrinkled face. “Who is Megan?”

Anne put the tray down on the table and spoke.

“Megan Gray, that's her name. He's not from our college, he lives near here, and he was Joe's first love. "Great, he also had a first love who kept haunting him just like Denzel. “But there's nothing between them anymore, I can swear.”

“Year? That explains the box of chocolates I found in his drawer,” I said sarcastically. “Do you have any idea if they still see each other? How did he know that Denzel had smashed his face in?”

Anne looked down.

"Anne, do you have something to tell me?" I raised my gaze.

“He came recently because my mom told him she was worried, she said that "Rebecca" didn't treat him well and... well, she came to see him. The girl snapped a little fearfully. “I'm sorry, Rebecca, my mom's menopausal and she gets hot flashes and gets mad really easily, and all that…”

"Don't worry, Anne, I understand. I've gotten Joe into a lot of trouble, he shouldn't be so selfish. “Yes, of course you are Rebecca, you are a great egoist!”

“But I know where she lives, we can go look for her and ask her if she and Joe have something to do…”

"No, Anne, I don't want to meddle in other people's business." If Joe sees her... He'll have his reasons.” I have no right to complain because I did bad things with Denzel Derricks.

(...)

When I got home, there were voices in the kitchen. I left my things on the couch and then I walked slowly towards the strangers, when someone unpreparedly touched my waist and made me go towards him. Denzel Derricks had on a red cap and was wearing a red sweatshirt; his sallow eyes surveyed me captively, and then he spoke.

“Did I surprise you, Rebecca?

"You're a maniac," I pushed him. “What are you doing in my home?”

“I do not know, you tell me. It was your mother who invited us.” I opened my mouth but he dropped me by placing his index finger on my lips. “Before you say anything, Eyre, I must remind you that you can't tell my uncles that you took advantage of me in our secret hideout.”

"Was it me who took advantage of you?" I exclaimed. “You...!”

"I'm not Joe, you can be perverted with me." He moved closer. “Or do you like robots more?”

“Stop making fun of Joe. He has a perfect physical and mental condition, which you do not have in the brain.” I defended. “Why would my mother invite you? She thinks you're a bad influence on me.”

Denzel moved closer to me and placed a delicate kiss on my lips and then tasted them.

"I'm a darling." His voice sounded bitter.

Now I not only had to put up with Denzel's craziness, but my own mother's.

This would be a very strange dinner.

I rolled my eyes and we both headed into the kitchen where Denzel's uncle and his wife Cindy were chatting over red wine. Cindy appeared to be a nice person at first glance, wearing simple clothes and a natural blonde. She was also short and had a big smile on her face when she saw us walk in.

"Hello," I greeted nicely, Cindy greeted me with a kiss just like Denzel's uncle and mom came over to hug me.

“You're coming at a good time, daughter, did you already know the Derricks?” I was going to make a logical comment about our conversation the other day, but the "stay away from that bad boy" had been left behind.

I looked from Uncle Tyler to Cindy and from Mom to Denzel. This was really weird.

"Why don't you show Denzel your room?" Mom suggested. I opened my mouth to protest but the maniac spoke for me.