The Bad Boy’s Favorite Girl

Chapter Eighty-four

Elena’s pov

Mac, as it turns out, failed to uphold his promise.

He didn’t come over later at night. Not that I was pissed, I wasn’t the clingy type of girl and I hated girls who were very much clingy.

I didn’t dare come out of my room for the rest of the night, save for the time within nights where I knew that she was probably asleep and I had to go get food right from the kitchen.

Throughout the night, I cocooned myself in bed like a burrito, engrossed in reading books by William Shakespeare.

Didn’t know when morning came by but the rays of the sun came flashing through the books.

Gazing out the window, I expressed my frustration with a growl, fully aware that I had to rise and prepare for the day ahead.

Wait a moment! A crucial realization swept through my mind, compelling me to swiftly stand up on my feet.

Today wasn’t a school day, it was supposed to be the day Dreamville paid tributes to its founding fathers, which meant it was a damn public holiday.

Something came crashing through the window and almost breaking the panel in the process. Whoever had done that would get a piece of my mind.

Walking up to the window, I saw Mac standing with arms in his pocket staring up at me with a cheesy smile on his face.

“You don’t need to tell me babe, I already know and I am sorry. Thought you were asleep” I checked the place where his supposed stone had touched and there was a slight crack.

I sighed, retiring back to the main room and making a few adjustments to the bedsheets, while I waited for him to jump inside the room.

“Reading Shakespeare again?” He asked, staring at the book before him.

“His works are literally the best out there and there is no denying that fact.” I said getting the book away from his hands and keeping it in a much safer place.

“So, considering today is a holiday in our school? What do you think we do today? I mean technically we could still go out and have fun” I said with a shrug.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

“Hell I want to have as much fun as I want, but the problem is I don’t think I can get out of this room.” I didn’t know why I had to let him in on this issue.

“What’s wrong? Did Dylan have the audacity to lay hands on you again?” he inquired, clenching his gleaming teeth.

“No, it’s about my mom. She is kinda in her own world right now and I believe that she needs total help babe. I mean she has been unto nothing but a complete accusation of how I have been a mess to her life and how I was a disgrace and a regret” I could still remember the hurtful words she threw at me last night.

“Wait, you mean your mom said these words?” He asked in disbelief as he held my face to look at his own .

“Yes. But I believe it’s all good. I just hope that someday a miracle happens and she comes back to her senses’ ‘ I couldn’t deny I miss my parents together before the dark days.

My dad and mom were all fun loving and everyday their love blossomed. You could tell from the look of their eyes how much affection they showed to one another.

“Hey, don’t think about it, okay…” Mac said, breaking me out of my thoughts completely and catching me all up in a surprise.

“So, I want to know, what do we do? I mean, what can go shopping if you want” The moment he made that statement, I turned around, staring at him in disbelief.

“You’re joking with me right?” I asked.

“I may joke generally, but not in this case” I noticed the look of seriousness in his face and I leaped up from the bed with joy.

I have always wanted to go out shopping. Didn’t have the time nor the money, all I just did was purchase a single cloth that I could afford after I was paid from strip dancing.

“So, why don’t you get your lazy ass to the bathroom, get some cold shower and let’s hear out the road for shopping” As swift as my legs could carry me, I was already in towels and onto the bathroom.

Staring at my face in the mirror, I had an eye bag as a result of lack of sleep. It wasn’t that I didn’t necessarily love to sleep, but I couldn’t because I had insomnia.

Anyways, within minutes, I was out of the bathroom and quickly, I dashed to my wardrobe, scheming through for perfect clothes.

“Don’t you find it a little bit awkward that you are stack naked before me?” At the moment he mentioned this, I looked down to see my towels were on the floor.

He was right, I was naked before him with only my panties on. For the first time ever, I didn’t feel ashame about this, it was Mac for fuck sakes and he was my boyfriend.

“Nope, you already seen everything that is there to be seen, so what’s there to be scared of?” he shrugged and I turned around picking up my usual Big black t-shirt I had seen from online shops.

It was the same shirt pattern that Billie Elish had worn for her latest award show and even though most people bashed her for being casual for such occasions, I actually liked it.

“How do I look?” I turned around facing him .

“You do know that you don’t need to ask me that right? You will always be perfect in my eyes no matter what happens” I smiled at his reassuring words which always sent goosebumps to my skin.

“So where are we going shopping?” I asked once I was done applying a little bit of makeup.

I didn’t necessarily fancy all these things, but dating Mac had me trying to look extra cautious about myself. It wasn’t an inferiority complex, but It was all about him.

“You will see,” He said, getting up from the bed and laying down.

Such a gentleman.