The Bad Boy’s Favorite Girl

Chapter thirty-four

I closed the door behind me as my face turned red and I flushed in embarrassment.

I didn’t know why I was suddenly acting shy around Mac but I knew just a few minutes ago I was trembling on the inside.

There was something about the way he relaxed on my bed and looked at me with those sparkling blue eyes.

I could tell he was tired and I sighed before making my way downstairs to the kitchen.

We had pizza for dinner and while my mother was the worst cook in the country, it was better off having take-outs for dinner.

I avoided switching on the lights so as not to disturb anyone who could be downstairs. I reached the kitchen and pulled out the leftover pizza before throwing it in the microwave to heat up.

As I relaxed against the fridge I saw someone appear beside me, my heart stopped for a moment before I recognized the intruder as my dearest mom.

I rolled my eyes as I looked away, I had been doing a good job avoiding her all day.

That was why I stayed in my room to avoid bumping into her.

From the corner of my eyes, I saw her resting against the kitchen island and I checked the pizza to keep myself busy. Two more minutes!

“I know there’s someone in your room. You can fool Dad and cousin but not me,” She spoke up first and I held myself not to turn to her and probably yank the hair off her head.

“Of course, you’ve always been good at sneaking people over, so you know when someone else does it,” I resorted back as I looked down at my nails.

My mom sighed. “Can you stop with the remarks? It’s getting annoying?” She asked and this time I turned to her, a frown on my face.

“It’s true, isn’t it? I mean you must have sneaked in on my ex a lot of times without Dad knowing before I found out you were sleeping with him.” I said and she rolled her eyes as if this was untrue or she had heard it a lot of times.

But in all honesty, Mom and I haven’t had a real conversation about the fact that she was sleeping with my ex. I mean, what was there to discuss? She broke my trust and that was all about it.

“This is getting frustrating,” She groaned.

“Yeah, same here.”

“I told you, we were both drunk when it happened. I never even liked your boyfriend either way. He’s just a friend and nothing more. I don’t know why you always think we are in a relationship or something,” Mom said angrily and I scoffed before laughing softly.

“Friends? Drunk? You must think I am stupid enough not to know that being drunk only makes you do the things you’re scared to do when you’re sober.” I said.

You both must have been having feelings for each other and imagining you both in each other’s arms or sleeping with each other.

“Being drunk only makes you bolder to do what’s on your mind,” I said back, breathing heavily as I finished before I looked away from her, my eyes filling with unshed tears.

“You have it all wrong dear, why do you think so little of me?” My mom asked and I turned back to her, this time the tears fell from my eyes.

“Because if you were so innocent like you claimed you’d have tried to make things right. You would have apologized but you were just so cool about it, like you’ve done nothing wrong,” I said a little too loudly and my mom sighed once more.

I hated it when she did that. It made it seem like I was a naughty kid who she had to watch every time she had plans.

“Because it’s not a big deal. It isn’t. It’s because you’re still in high school you make it seem like sleeping with someone’s boyfriend is wrong. When you get to my stage you’ll see that everyone does it..”

I didn’t let her finish as I cut into her, “That doesn’t make it right either.”

“True, but it’s not like you guys are married and truly if you had agreed to sleep with him he wouldn’t even be thinking of sleeping with me,” my mom said and I stepped back in shock.

It was true that I didn’t want to sleep with my ex-boyfriend. We had done other things that couples did like kissing, holding hands, and going on dates. But that was all we ever did and Mac was even the first boy to come into my room.

It wasn’t like I didn’t want to have sex with my ex, but I was a virgin and I wanted it to be with someone special as much as I liked my ex, it just didn’t feel right to give myself to him. And besides, it was scary and I heard it was going to be painful.

My mom and I weren’t even that close due to stuff like this. She was an alcohol addict and I couldn’t talk to her about anything.

Dad was always busy too and when he wasn’t busy he was getting drunk, also it sounded kinda lame to tell your dad you caught your mom doing acts like this. It would only spoil the relationship with them and it’s not like their relationship wasn’t about to end. It’s just that I don’t want to add more fuel to the fire.

Dad and Mom are getting a divorce and Dad already has someone he likes so they surely will get divorced and am sure that’s why Dad came out tonight to finalize the divorce case.

But we all can tell that mom is not happy about the divorce yet she still doesn’t want to change so I couldn’t care less, I just want my Dad to be happy again and finally quit drinking.

“I don’t want to talk about that,” I said and the microwave chimed behind me and I reached for the pizza in it.

“See? For the first time we are talking about what happened and you’re running away again,” My mom said and I frowned.

“I’m not running away.”

“You are because you know I’m right. If you weren’t so scared then maybe you’ll still have your boyfriend. He’s a guy too you know,” My mom said and I felt my blood boil and I snatched the pizza and a drink from the fridge.

“And I’m a girl. I have the right to be scared and I knew my ex wasn’t special to give my virginity to. So it’s fine. Do whatever you want with him. I don’t care,” I said before I ran up the stairs to my room, breathing heavily.

I pulled open the door and all my anger melted away as I saw Mac sleeping on my bed.