Never Let Go - Page 4
Watching me took away his senses. All but one.
Sight. What a perfect way to put it.
I bashfully shook my head and looked down. “I don’t know what you’re?—”
“Leigh-Leigh!”
I looked up from the grass, up at Leighton who’d rolled her eyes to the back of her head. She turned around and forced a smile. “Yeah, Farrah?”
“I’ve been looking all over for you,” Said who I presumed was her friend, Farr. She eyed me up and down and stood beside Leighton. “Who’s this?”
Leighton looked over at me and smiled. An actual one. With teeth and a sparkle behind her hazels. “Sienna. The girl I told you about.”
“Oh… the little high school girl?” Farrah asked, steady ogling me.
Farrah. I’d heard about her too. A lot about her.
“Little high school girl?” Leighton repeated with a frown. “I never called her that, Farr. She’s just two years behind us. But… yeah. She’s not in high school anymore though. Sienna graduated early.”
“Oh. How adorable,” Farrah mocked with a smile before taking a deep breath and turning away, disregarding me as if I was nothing.
I snorted but said nothing. I did that a lot. Kept quiet when people tried to make me feel small. Especially when I was in the presence of bitches like Farr. Mean girls.
I stayed to myself and didn’t socialize because he was in every circle and well… you know how that goes. I wasn’t a nerd though. Just someone who shrunk herself because she didn’t want to be seen. Seen in the way that Leighton had seen me. Open. Feeling. Fading. When he was near, at least. And he was always near. There was never a time that he wasn’t, really. We had to be in the same spaces. We grew up in the same zone. Although we weren’t the same age, me and his brother were, so we went to school together and he was there. All of the time. I couldn’t escape him. Not ever. Not while I slept. Not while I was awake. If he wasn’t around. I felt him. It was like… I was a prisoner, and he was my captor. And because I didn’t like to be seen doing… that. Being pulled. Being controlled. Doing whatever it was that we did to each other. I shrunk. I hid. It was embarrassing. She wondered if anyone else noticed. I wondered too. All of the time. Wondering kept me in the house most of the time. Wondering made me avoid people because avoiding people kept me from showing them what she saw.
“Adorable?” Leighton mocked with a light huff before turning to me with a smile. “Admirable. She’s like a little genius.”
Farrah hooked her arm around Leighton’s neck, pulling her into an embrace that she clearly didn’t want to be in. She was nothing like Leighton described. The love she said they shared. How special Farrah was to her. I couldn’t see it.
My eyebrows slightly raised when Farrah kissed Leighton on the forehead.
Oh. Shit. They weren’t just friends. They were more than that. For some odd reason, it was clear that Farrah wanted me to know that. The public display of affection. The way she hooked her arm around Leighton’s neck. Just… it was a bit much for a simple conversation. Made me wonder if Farrah was intimidated by my ‘adorable’ ass.
Hmph.
“I guess,” Farrah dismissed with a sigh. “I need a drink. Let’s.”
Leighton rolled her eyes and gave me a sympathetic smile. “See you later, SiSi. Hey… Don’t leave tonight without letting a bit of magic happen, okay? It’s Cosmo Day after all.” She winked and right after, Farrah dragged her away.
“Bitch, I didn’t know you were cool with the bougie ho from the eatery,” Naoki approached and said with a frown, eyeing Leighton up and down as they walked off.
I giggled and playfully bumped into her. “I thought you would be happy to know I had a friend other than you.”
Naoki looked over at me with a fiery squint. “She’s your friend?”
I laughed. “Oh God!”
We shared a laugh, and I took a sip of my drink. “She’s nice.”
“You didn’t answer the question.”
“I think she’s a lesbian,” I joked, steady evading the question, just to annoy her.
“Sienna!”
“Yes?”
“Yes what? She’s your friend or…?”