Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight: At The Wrong place at the wrong time

I can't believe I just did that! This is insane! My fingers trembled in the height of my panic as I scrambled to find a solution. He had not opened the text yet, thank goodness! I deleted the picture and quickly exited the chats before I did something stupid.

"Scar!" Becka called out, snapping me out of my reverie.

"Huh?" I had not heard a single word she said. Becka sighed and I could just imagine the sullen, cheeky pout she must have donned.

"You suddenly went quiet, I hope you're not getting up to something, hmmmm, I don't know, like unsending the picture."

"Becks I have to go, gotta work on this resumè, bye." I did not allow her any room to say anything; which was likely to be her asking for evidence that I did not do exactly what she suspects I did.

I revisted the chats and there was still nothing from him. I doubt he even saw the notification, he would have said something if he did… right? I just hope that the photo did