Sweet Secret by Karina Castillo (Bekacastle) (recommended books to read .txt) 📕

 The red-haired girl dropped the leaves to the ground and started to run, but immediately, the guard pointed the flashlight at her and she stopped.

"You're not going to escape, Alessia," I was surprised to hear Denzel say. Did he know her?

"I had nothing to do with this," he said instantly.

"Yeah, sure." She turned to us, then dropped her shoulders. “Are you going to tell us why you did it?”

The girl was silent, I went to her but Derricks stopped me and shook his head. What the hell was I doing stepping aside?

"I didn't do it alone, someone gives the orders," she finally spoke. “I get paid to print and paste the sheets, that's all my work. I don't have his diary.”

“How do you know there is a diary?” Denzel asked, she tensed.

“Good. I don't know if it's a fucking diary, but someone gives the orders, I just carry them out. I have nothing more to do with it.” Alessia justified herself. “If you were any smarter, you'd stay away from this bitch, Denzel.”

Bitch.

"Don't call him that," he raged. “Apologize to her, Alessia. Now.”

The girl, who had a good fashion style, approached him and caressed his lips with her fingers while smiling.

"The next secret to be revealed is going to make you like Denzel a lot." Alessia looked at me. “But I'm sure she'll be mad at you. I have more of those in my house, and I assure you that everyone will have them.”

After that terrifying comment, he leaned over and took one of the sheets and then I snatched it from him.

This couldn't be possible.

This had crossed the line.

Dear virtual diary, that's right, for the first time a boy made me feel in the clouds, his name is Denzel Derricks, the boy who is turning my world upside down...

The blood ran down to my feet, Mr. Hamilton, who was the guard, was stunned about to tell us to leave when I ran out and he went after me.

“Rebecca!” I started to run faster, but suddenly fell and brushed my shoulders. Denzel leaned down and helped me up, but I felt very weak from the fall; and even dizzy from the whole situation that was embarrassing me.

I couldn't even look him in the eye.

“Do you want me to take you to a hospital?” I pushed him.

“Do not touch me.” I took off his jacket and handed it to him. “I'm going home.”

Before I could leave, Denzel grabbed my upper arm and turned me toward him.

I thought she would say something stupid about what I had written myself to embarrass myself, but she didn't after all.

"Let's go to the cafeteria, I'll buy you something to eat to get your blood sugar up."

I don't know why the hell I agreed, but I went along with it.

(...)

Once my Strawberry Banana Ice Shake arrived, I began sucking the liquid down the candy-shaped metal straw. The place that Denzel took me to was really beautiful, it had a fantastic retro style that made you live in another time.

“You are better?” he asked as he took a sip of his coffee.

I nodded, still unable to meet his eyes.

I can't believe that on Monday the whole world would read that embarrassing piece of my life. Unable to control it, I began to cry. My hands and legs were shaking.

I was being bullied, my own words were destroying me!

"No." His hand touched mine. “Don't cry, please, Rebecca.”

I looked up.

"I'm not going to let Alessia, or whoever is behind this dare to humiliate you again, do you understand?" My lips burned as did the wound on my arms and knees. I was going to have to wear sweatshirts to hide the scars or Mom would ask too many questions, and the last thing I wanted was for her to be involved in all of this too...

"I'm really scared they're going to keep using my own information against me," I muttered. “It's my secrets, it's my fucking private life. How did they know that information if it was anonymous?”

"They have a lot of information, they have contacts everywhere. Whoever is doing it has power, but I have more. I'll do whatever it takes to make sure Alessia is the only one with that information."

"Joe…" I removed my hand from under his and looked away. “He can't find out anything, Denzel. Joe loves me, at least he's showing it by being so nice to me. I can't take that away from her, no one has ever made me feel so special.”

I noticed the discomfort on his face.

He finished drinking his coffee and answered.

"I thought after this, you'd forget about that idiot." he whispered without taking his green eyes from me. “After what happened in the garage…”

"I won't talk about it." I got up from the table. “We may have had that moment, but we both know that Joe is the one I'm meant to be with.”

Once we finished, he escorted me a meter away to my house. It seemed easy to think about everything the two of us had been through together this week, but it wasn't when we were around each other. He and I knew perfectly well that all this was a fulfilled fantasy and that's it...

(...)

Over the weekend I had gone out with my mother to some shopping centers and we had spent a great time together, but that had passed too quickly; and on Monday at 7am it had arrived.

I got ready, wearing a hat, glasses and a new jean jacket that I had bought this weekend. Going through the halls, I didn't see any strange movement. There were no sheets stuck in everyone's lockers and no one was looking for me with their eyes to make fun of me.

What had happened?

"Here you are." Joe leaned closer and kissed me gently on the cheek. “I have to ask you something and you can't say no, Bec.”

I didn't take off my glasses, but even so I had a feeling that if he could recognize me, the others could too.