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Temptation and Doubt (Luca)
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2025-02-11 02:04:37I knew she was avoiding me.
I saw it in the way she darted down different hallways when she spotted me, how she kept her head down in class, pretending to be focused when I knew damn well she wasn’t.
And when I walked into the cafeteria, the tension was so thick I could taste it.
Amanda was sitting at her usual table, flipping her hair and laughing loudly—probably trying to get my attention. It didn’t work. My eyes went straight to Sienna, who was sitting stiffly across from Cassie, her shoulders tense, her face carefully blank.
Something had happened.
I knew Amanda well enough to know she had probably said something to Sienna. And I also knew Amanda was the type who hated losing, even when the game was over.
I clenched my jaw, grabbed my tray, and made my way straight to Sienna’s table.
Cassie noticed me first. She narrowed her eyes and nudged Sienna, who finally glanced up. The moment our eyes met, something flickered across her face—relief? Guilt? I couldn’t tell.
“Scoot,” I told Cassie.
She rolled her eyes. “Seriously?”
I just raised an eyebrow, and with a dramatic sigh, she moved over, muttering something under her breath about “territorial cavemen.”
Sienna swallowed hard, refusing to look at me.
“Are you gonna tell me why you’ve been avoiding me?” I asked, leaning in close.
“I haven’t,” she said, but her voice lacked conviction.
I scoffed. “Yeah? Then why did you practically sprint in the other direction when you saw me this morning?”
She shifted uncomfortably. “I just… I needed space.”
“Space from what?”
Her lips parted like she wanted to say something, but then she clamped her mouth shut, shaking her head.
And that’s when I knew.
I glanced over at Amanda’s table, where she was watching us with a smug little smirk. My jaw tightened.
“What did she say to you?” I asked, keeping my voice calm.
Sienna’s fingers clenched around her fork. “It doesn’t matter.”
“It does if it made you act like I don’t exist.”
She sighed, finally looking at me. “Luca, I don’t… I don’t know what I’m doing with you.”
Something in my chest twisted. “What does that mean?”
“It means that you’re you,” she said quietly. “And I’m me. And I don’t know how this ends.”
Her voice was soft, but there was something so raw in the way she said it that it nearly knocked the breath out of me.
I leaned closer, lowering my voice so only she could hear. “I don’t know either. But that doesn’t mean I don’t want it.”
Her eyes flicked to my lips for the briefest second before she quickly looked away.
Damn.
I ran a hand through my hair, exhaling sharply. “Listen, if Amanda said something to make you doubt this, don’t let her get in your head. She’s just pissed she doesn’t have me on a leash anymore.”
Sienna flinched, her brows furrowing. “I don’t want to be your new toy, Luca.”
I stared at her. “Is that what you think?”
“I don’t know what to think,” she admitted. “One minute you’re… you’re different with me, and then the next I remember who you are and how easy it would be for you to—” She stopped herself, shaking her head.
“To what?” I pressed.
She swallowed. “To break my heart.”
Shit.
I didn’t know what to say to that.
Because I had never cared enough to worry about breaking someone before.
And now?
Now, the idea of hurting Sienna made my stomach churn.
“Luca.”
I blinked, realizing Cassie had snapped her fingers in my face.
“You’re staring,” she said flatly. “It’s making everyone uncomfortable.”
Sienna’s cheeks were red, and I realized how close I had leaned in without noticing.
I sighed, standing up and running a hand through my hair. “I’ll see you later, Sienna.”
And I meant it.
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