The Boy Next Door

Chapter 36: Single Pringle

"I am sorry." He sighs.
"It's okay" she flaps.
"I didn't mean to- I am really sorry"
"Don't you understand, its okay!" She gasps covering her face within her palms.

I sit there looking at the dreadful scene going on before me between my brother and Cruz's cousin.
"I can take you to the infirmary." He suggests. "No need." She states.

"I will take her." I intrude.
"Are you sure?" Brook asks, I reply with a nod and help Abby to the infirmary.

A few minutes ago everything was going so perfect. A perfect sunny day, a perfect mood with a perfect start, and that's when I took the atrocious decision of enjoying the bright sun.

I sat on one of the benches, fixed at the outline of the huge soccer field, watching Brook playing soccer along with his teammates.

A moment later I was joined by Abigail. "Can I sit next to you?" She asked. 'A-s-k-e-d' for permission for the first very time. I nodded giving her a small smile and then she joined me, to relish the bright sun.

Everything was still going fine and that's when Brook got the ball and with a swift swing he kicked the ball. The ball, with the speed of the bullet landed straight on Abby's face. Her face turned blood red with ball print on it. Tears streaming out of eyes and you know what all happened after that.

"Is she fine?" Brook asks as I come out of the infirmary. "Yeah, the nurse gave her a painkiller and suggested her to rest." I inform. "Good." He nods.
"Could I see her?" He asks. "I suggest better not to, you know she gets mad easily" I smile.
"Yeah right" he snorts.

Brooklyn's P.O.V

I just spoiled everything. How can I be so careless while kicking the ball. Ugh! I feel embarrassed of what I did. That poor girl now have a red face all because of me.

Though I apologized, I still feel she didn't accept it. I need to apologize again, after Blake left i sneaked inside the infirmary. She was sleeping on the infirmary bed. Her hazel hair sticking out in all direction. Her face little red but the ball print I gave her had vanished.

She looked so innocent while sleeping. I brushed the loose strand of her hair and tucked it behind her ear, acknowledging her pretty face. Suddenly her eyes snappened open. Her hazel eyes locked with mine blue.

"Ohh, gross!" She squealed.
"Shhh!" I tried to calm her down.
"You want to kill me? Isn't the red mark you gave me enough?" She barks. "Is it still paining" I say brushing my thumb over her red face.
"Ouch!" She cries pulling my hand off. She still looks beautiful.

"I just wanted to apologize" I say.
"What! Okay, I forgive you. Now go. Will you or should I call the nurse to kick you out?"
"Alright, I am going." I give up my hands, "by the way you look beautiful." I wink at her.

Her face turns more red, she throws the pillow at me shouting,"jerk." I smile back at her mouthing,"hot jerk." With that, I leave the room.

Ding! Ding! My phone rings. I slide it out to see the caller ID.
This girl will never leave me alone.
I disconnect the call.

The phone rings again.
"Ugh! Yes?" I finally answer the call.
"Hey baby how are you?"
"Not good, suffering from third stage cancer," I murmer, irritated.
"Ohh baby don't you say that, you know I love you," she prattle on.
"Rhea. Please for pete's sake, I am not your baby, and please stop calling me without any moral reason," I bark running short of patience.

With that I disconnect the call. The phone rings again. She is really testing my patience. I swipe the green option on my phone answering the call.
"Is your Brain filled with rubbish, don't you understand? Never call me again," I outburst.