Falling for Santa's Son

❄️Chapter 13❄️

CAROL

I stayed dead silent, waiting for Nick to speak, and placed my phone right by my ea,r, trying to hear what he was saying. I think he put his phone out of reach or was covering his phone because I couldn't hear clearly.

After some time, he finally spoke, "Sorry about that, just hanging out with some friends" Friends, right?

"Oh? Then I'm sorry for disturbing you again. What were you guys doing?" I asked, completely discarding the promise I had made to myself not to ask him about the night, but I just wanted to know that's it.

"A random restaurant." He answered smoothly. He's lying. I don't know why he would need to lie to me about where he was. It didn't matter if he was on a date with someone; I didn't care.

'Right,' my inner voice said. Argh.

"Why?" He continued, "Did you call me randomly, in the middle of the night to find out what I was doing? Why? " He dragged out the why and I could already see his eyebrows raised and the kind of smile he had while he asked as if he knew why I was calling.

"I was just trying to make small talk." I said which did sound like a reasonable excuse, one point to me.

"Really? The last time we spoke, you made it very clear that things like that were a complete waste of time regarding our relationship." He said, and I think I detected a hint of hostility. Yup, he was most definitely still bitter about our last interaction.

I winced, that's exactly what I had said. "Yes, but-" I wanted to explain, but he cut me off. "Forget it. Just tell me what you want." He spoke with a flat voice. Okay, now he was just being plain mean. I mean, all I did last time was remind him about what he said the first time we agreed to this. It was very much mutual.

"I wanted to know if you had any suggestions about how we'll get to my mom, I was thinking we could go by bus?" I had suggested.

"Freddy will take us." He said plainly, then asked, "Was that it? I need to get back to something."

Was that it? Why did I even call him? "Yes, that's it. I'll see you tomorrow." I said, not even trying to hide the annoyance in my voice, and ended the call.

"Get back to something he said," I began "more like someone." I put my phone aside lay down on my bed, and let out a loud, excited sigh.

I bit my lip for the fourth time that night, clutching my pillow. It was officially Saturday, and in about 15 hours or so, I'd be seeing my family with Jerk as my boyfriend.

I turned my head into my pillow screaming silently. I felt anxious, annoyed, scared a lot of emotions. I sighed again, turning to stare at the ceiling.

"Why did he lie about what he was doing tonight? Was he seeing that woman?" I spoke to myself out loud in the night. The knots in my stomach get tighter. I had most definitely heard her voice, not that I knew what she sounded like, but yeah.

I shook my head. "Whatever, it doesn't matter. I'm not going to think about Nick, my ex, my sister, or how today and tomorrow will be. I'm going to get a good night's sleep." I said, trying to be positive, and closed my eyes, trying to fall asleep.

Nick POV

I looked at my phone, confused. Carol had hung up, sounding irritated, which I don't even understand why because I was giving her the boundaries she asked for.

"Whatever." I just said putting my phone back in my pocket and walking back inside to the bar.

"Is everything alright? What was that about?" Delilah asked taking a sip from her drink. Delilah was someone I had met a while ago before I was even dropped in New York. She was one of my ... friends.