Chapter 14: Regrets

Mikhail:

What the hell! I think as I see Nevaeh and that douche bag, Aaron kiss outside the door. I know I shouldn’t feel this way, yet anger courses through my body like lava. My eyes narrow as she pulls back and says something to him. I don’t know what it is, but by the look on her face, it was something good.

My body stiffens further when she walks into class, and Jezelle whispers something that makes Nevaeh roll her eyes. Grimacing, I turn back to the board, determined not to look at her again.

Unfortunately, the next period is the same. Thinking about her kissing the asshole, Aaron, the same way she kissed me, incites my ire further. I try not to look at her hurt expression when I sit down stiffly and ignore her. I’m too wound up, and my demon is raging to say something cruel.

Halfway through class, Nevaeh raises her hand, asks Mrs. Christensen something before she rushes out of the room.

I watch her retreat with confusion. My heart plummets in shame when I see the sad expression on her face. I’m such an ass. It’s not her fault that I’m angry.

My guilt surmounts when Nevaeh doesn’t come back to class or lunch. Come to think of it, neither do any of the other cheerleaders.

During our fifth-period class, we are ushered into the library. Our teacher had to go home early because of a family emergency. Leaving Rowan to flirt with some girls, I make my way to a secluded bookshelf and am about to get comfortable floor when the sound of Nevaeh’s voice reaches my ears.

I look back and sigh as I take in her beauty. I don’t understand what it is about this girl that has me so twisted. I observe enraptured as she pushes stray tendrils of hair behind her ear and licks her lips, and my body ignites. I’m so focused on her that I don’t hear what she and Jez are talking about until a minute later. A sour feeling develops in my stomach as I listen to their conversation. The feeling quickly turns to rage as things become clearer. I close my eyes for control with each word as my heart begins to crack.