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

I went back to Joe.

Why the hell did I go back to Joe when I was having love conflicts with Denzel?

I woke up with a sore head. The dream I had last night had been forgotten in a few moments as usual. I barely got up from my bed and opened the window; It was raining. Shit, I was going to get all wet if I was walking.

I took a quick shower, chose a red and white outfit and then I prepared my books.

“Rebecca, you got mail, I left it on your desk! Mom yelled from downstairs. I went straight to my desk and took the envelope, which by the way did not have any specific information. How come it got to my house if it didn't have a zip code?

I opened it, and realized that it was a threat.

Stay away from Denzel Derricks if you don't want him to post your next secret.

I crumpled the sheet in my hands. If my mother came into my room she would know that they were still bothering me after all.

I calmed down and went downstairs for breakfast.

"I hope you don't mind, I asked Tyler to have Denzel take you to college today." I choked on the coffee I was starting to drink.

Was that a fucking joke?

"Why did you bother, mommy?” She put down the newspaper she was reading and reached for her cup of coffee.

"I know I asked you to stay away from him, but…" My mother hesitated. “Tyler is no longer with Cindy.”

“Weren't they married? I raised an eyebrow. “Wait, mommy, did you and Tyler Derricks...?”
“I hadn't told you, Rebecca, but Denzel was orphaned when he was two years old, his parents died in a car accident, and his uncle has taken care of him ever since.

"Oh my god." I covered my mouth with one hand. “But then you and her uncle are dating?”
My mother sighed, but Denzel arrived just as my mother was going to continue.

I said goodbye to her and left, he got out of the car and opened the passenger door for me.

"Thank you," I said lightly. I don't know what the hell I'm doing with him, if Joe sees me...

"Don't bother, I'm only taking you because my uncle asked me to." He started the car. This was too awkward.

We were silent for a while when Conan Gray's Comfort Crowd came on the radio. It was the perfect song for this moment although it sounded strange.

“Why are you with him, Rebecca?” he asked indiscreetly as he drove. If anyone saw me with Denzel, they were going to publish another piece of my diary, damn it.

"I don't know what you're trying to tell me.” I looked away, the road was covered in fog and the windshields were cleaning the glass front and back.

"Damn it, why the hell didn't you choose me?" I turned to see him, he stopped the car and looked at me. This time he wore a blue cap that highlighted his green eyes.

"Drive, please." He snorted. “I don't want to be here with you, please, just take me to school.”
“Why do you think I'm going to hurt you all the damn time?”

It's not you, it's the stupid threat.

"I don't want to cheat on my boyfriend this time." I parted my lips letting the icy air escape.

"Joe isn't your real boyfriend," he continued driving. “You know it, do not you? He's not your real fucking boyfriend, Rebecca. Joe is not interested in you.”

“And do you mean that I interest you?” Without having noticed it because of the discussion, we had already arrived at the university.

I got out of the car and slammed the door "dramatically", rushed inside because it was so cold and headed towards my locker.
"Hi, Bec." My boyfriend leaned against the locker next to mine. “Do you want to come to my house tonight?”

"Depends on what you plan to do." I took some books and put others away.

“Don't worry, we'll only see one movie, the one you want, by the way.” He persuaded me. That sounded interesting, enough to make me forget for a while about the idiot Denzel and the affair between his uncle and my mother. "What the hell was going on in my life?"

For once in his life, Denzel was right, Joe was the perfect boyfriend, the one who didn't kill a fly or...

"Miss Eyre." The headmaster walked up beside Denzel Derricks. What was he up to this time?

I straightened up.

“The Winter Ball is coming up, and Miss Anne Mikaelson and young Denzel Derricks told me that you had great creativity to help with its opening. It would be after school and would be worth as points above average. Are you interested, Miss Eyre?

I looked from Anne to Denzel and deduced that idiot had a lot to do with this.

But damn it, I needed the stitches.

"It would be a pleasure to help." I looked at Joe, who was about to explode.

"Wonderful, why don't you just go away with your friends?" Don't worry about classes, your time will be covered, Miss Eyre.

“In agreement.” I gave Joe a look goodbye and followed Anne and Denzel to the gym where the winter dance was taking place.

I left my stuff on the bleachers and made a sound in my throat to get them both to pay attention to me.
“Which of you two had the great idea of ​​mixing me in your team?”

"I'm afraid to tell you it was her." Denzel replied. “I have nothing to do with it.”

"I see," I huffed. “We should start now, I have a date tonight.”

“Will you come to my house? Anne wanted to know, I nodded.”

"Will you go to Joe's room?" Denzel looked surprised.

Did that hurt you, Derricks? Did you feel what I felt when I saw Alessia at your house?

"That's not your problem, it's mine."

“I'm sure your problems are becoming mine, Rebecca.” Denzel picked up a pad and began jotting it down with a black marker.

"What are you doing, Denzel? I raised my gaze. “What was this idiot up to?”