All Chapters of 60 Days : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

 Kingswood, 2019 Kingswood.  I can't believe I'm finally back. Back for good, at least.  I just graduated from The university of Oxford in England and I got myself a first class honours degree in marketing and finance.  No one made it to my graduation. Not my mom. Not my boyfriend, Jace. Not my three best friends, Karla, Hannah and Riana. Though I chose to understand. The university is really far from The US so they all had valid reasons and it would inconvenience them and tamper with their schedule.  My mom said she would be busy the whole week, decorating her new home. She got married again. Karla said she couldn't afford asking for permission since her boss suffers from a condition called Asshollism, a condition many bosses suffer from. But still, Karla loves working there as a secretary despite her sick boss. Riana said she's studying for a te

The Mercedes Benz comes to a stop. I am about to climb out of the car when I see Ramon rushing to open the door for me.Ramon stretches his hand out to me and I take it and step out of the car. It's the first time I am seeing him in broad daylight. The sun looks good on his perfect caramel skin. He looks dapper in a black, perfectly ironed suit and a maroon tie.He bought me a pair of jeans, a buggy girly shirt and some pair of sneakers since my clothes were wet and dirty. I threw them away. He insisted on buying me more clothes but I refused. He's way too kind and it's kind of scary. Honestly..."Thanks for driving me home," I tell him looking up at him.He displays a broad smile that makes him way cuter than he is. "it's nothing, Mila."I groan. "Please stop calling me that.""Okay, Mila..." he chuckles.I scowl at him and he facepalms. "Sorry Mila

 "Morning Mila!"  My mom blurts, grinning at me as if her life depends on it.  Ugh! Did she have to wake me up screaming? She knows I hate that. She's been doing that since I was a kid and I am tired of telling her to stop because it all falls on deaf ears.  I sit up on bed, dragging myself, still groggy with sleep. I have only slept for two seconds I swear. I had trouble falling asleep last night;thinking about Jace, Hannah and Karla, and how they hurt me... Thinking about them pisses me off and I feel stupid for ever trusting them. Strange enough, I also thought about him... Ramon... I know he's just a stranger but honestly, I don't know how I would have made it through that night without him...  My mom draws the royal blue long curtains and the room is swathed in sunlight. It's a bright day outside;at least the first time the sun has shone brightly since I came bac

I slept till noon. Yes, noon.I love sleeping. Especially when I feel bored and sad, something which is common these days ever since I caught Jace cheating on me.I wake up feeling tired, my head slightly aching. I drag myself from the bed and draw the curtains.I brush my teeth and decide to be obedient for once ; I spread my bed and tidy up my room since I am leaving for my uncle's place and I don't want my mom to find my room messed up. She's such a perfectionist. And she freaks out at tiny things.After making up my room, I head to the kitchen and pick a green apple in the fridge. I munch on it as I make some coffee and a sandwich. I note that my mom had packed some sausages and cookies before she left and left a note on top of the dish.I know you woke up at noon... So instead of breakfast, I'll tell you to have yourself a great lunch, lazy bones!

"You are in trouble! Again!" Ramon grins victoriously at me. "And I have to play the hero again." I wrap my arms across my chest and smirk, "It's not my fault you can't help but stalk me all the time." Ramon snickers, "Me? Stalk you?" I grin at him. "Yea. It explains why you are here in the middle of the night fixing my car." Ramon sighs. "I am just from Woods Bar," he admits. So he drinks... "I don't drink though," he's not looking at me. He is busy using the spanner. "And you're just from the bar." "A friend had requested me to take her to drink so I could drive her home..." "Oh..." is all I can say. Then a question rings in my mind. "Why don't you drink?" He stops for a while, sa