Page 45 of Eight Weeks
So instead of feeling intimidated by her murderous glance, I smile at her and reach a hand of mine up to the necklace I am wearing for her.
Sofia has mumbled something about making this relationship seem more realistic when we wear the matching Lego necklace that turns into a heart when connected, but let’s be honest, I would have worn it even without that pity argument of hers.
It’s the first time I’m wearing it again ever since I took it off, but I can’t see myself not wearing it ever again.
“If you think me staying in a different room will keep my hands away from you, you’re wrong. I’m addicted.”
Peter chuckles. Karin shakes her head at my words but at least she keeps a smile on her face. One of the kinds of smiles that are unreadable because they could mean a million different things at one. So either she’s glad to see Sofia and I reunited again, or she regrets having been okay with Sofia bringing someone for the holidays.
???
As we arrived around eightp.m. at the airport and still had to take on another fifty-minute car drive to their house, plus the tour they gave me… it’s around ten thirty p.m. when Karin kindly lets us know that dinner’s ready.
I’ve been dying to get some food inside of my stomach. Forgive me, but I usually work out half the day when I’m not busy with assignments or hockey, hence I eat a lot in-between. Not having eaten yet, when it would be almost four in New City right now, is killing me.
But thankfully dinner’s ready now and I no longer have to die on the inside.
“Leon is going to be there,” Sofia tells me at the same time as I get up from her bed, ready to sprint downstairs. “He’s always around, making sure to rub his ‘perfect’ relationship right into my face.”
Right.Leon. A fucking asshole I’ll be making sure has a deformed nose before Sofia and I go back to America.
I mean, who goes about and fucks their girlfriend’ssisterwhile still in said relationship? Who even fucks anyone when they’re in a relationship? Unfortunately, too many people, that much I know.
No matter how strong my urge is to give the guy a new nose—maybe even a whole new face—I can make sure of one thing without any consequences: making Sofia shine. Making sure her sister and that fucker named Leon are envious of her and her relationship because that’s what Sofia wants, or maybe needs. To show two disgusting people that getting rid of the weight of some guy only ever brought good things to her life.Me.
I’m the best anyway, so that won’t be all that difficult.
I hold my hand out to Sofia with a soft smile on my lips. Whenever I look at her, my heart tightens, laughing at me because I know she will never be mine. But that’s not what’s important right now. “Once a cheater, always a cheater, Icicle. His relationship isn’t perfect at all.”
Sofia takes my hand, the contact of her skin on mine sending sparks through my body like I’ve never experienced before. It’s like that static shock when touching someone, just that Sofia’s touch doesn’t shock me for just a nano second, it burns my entire body.
“We got this, Sofia, I promise. By the time we leave for New City again, your sister will wish she never even started dating your ex because she’ll envy what you have now. I’ll be the best fake boyfriend you’ll ever have.”
I do plan on putting my whole body, heart, and soul into the next two and a half weeks, even if that means putting myself and my feelings last. And fuck knowing that I’ll spend a whole two weeks and two days pretending to be in love with Sofia when all I want to doisfall in love with her for real.
26
Sofia
“and I’m ready if you’re ready to go / just say the word, just say the word”—Vibes by Chase Atlantic
My parents didn’t tell me Lukaswas coming for dinner, but fuck am I glad he’s here.
I probably missed my older brother the most, and with two siblings and two parents, there are a lot of people to miss when you’re an ocean apart from them.
Unlike my parents, Lukas doesn’t immediately recognize Aaron, but why would he? Not evenIdid, and I have my bets on my parents only being able to because they were already grown-ups with better memories and abilities to recognize faces when we moved. Well, or they secretly followed up on him, which I doubt.
The first thing Lukas does when he enters the house is stand himself in front of Aaron, eyes narrowed with his chest puffed out as if he’s about to show who’s the boss.He definitely isn’t.
“So, you’re theboyfriend?” Lukas asks, being fully aware that it’s bullshit. After all, he was the one suggesting me bringing a fake date. “I’m Lukas, Sofia’solderbrother.”
One corner of Aaron’s mouth tips up, but he is quick to press his lips together to keep himself from smiling too widely. “I know, Lukas. We’ve met before. Quite often, actually.”
My brother is a bit startled for a second, keeping his eyes narrowed at Aaron like he’s trying to match any other face to the one in front of him. And then, his head snaps toward me, eyes widen with shock. “You found him!” He claps his hands once, letting out one loud “HA!”
“He found me… sort of?” It’s true. Given the way we met at the grocery store, him paying for my tampons and chocolate, smiling at me like he’s some knight in a shining armor… yes, he foundme.
Lukas turns back toward Aaron, tapping his hand on my fake-boyfriend’s shoulder. “Well, then I don’t need to pretend that I hate you. I know Sofia is in good hands with you. You wouldn’t do stupid things to her like a certain other guy”—his eyes wander over to Leon, glaring at him—“did.”
