One Black Rose by Edwards Maddy

Author:Edwards, Maddy [Edwards, Maddy]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-10-10T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

I stared at my phone as we drove, waiting to have enough bars so I could call Carley. When I got her on the line she was frantic. In a rush she said that no one had found Nick and that he was probably dead somewhere or had flung himself off a cliff because of their fight, and was now dying of injuries because no one knew where he was. I told her where we’d found Nick and that he was a little tired but fine. Instantly she started screaming an incoherent rant about how rude Nick was. It took me five minutes to calm her down. Finally she just said she’d get to the Roths’ house as soon as she could, and hung up. Holt and I made the rest of the drive in silence.

As Holt pulled into his driveway I realized I’d never gotten a good look at the front of his house; it was mostly blocked by the garden. I saw that there was a large courtyard and on one side a four-car garage attached to the house. Holt parked in front of it and we got out of the car to meet Nick, who had parked his mud-covered car further away.

Standing right in front of the door to Holt’s house, I could finally appreciate how massive and imposing it was. White columns surrounded me on either side and the windows were framed with dark drapes. I was really nervous about meeting Holt’s family, especially since I had no idea what was going on with Holt, and until just a little while ago had thought he hated me.

Holt opened the door and we walked into an entryway. There was a carpeted staircase winding upwards directly in front of us, with thick wooden doors surrounded by white molding on either side. I could see a closed door straight ahead.

The floor was wood covered by a massive carpet with a flower design. I saw that the design on the carpet was a single rose.

“I’m going to take him to get changed,” said Holt, pointing up the stairs. “You can wait in here.”

I followed him to the door on the right, which he opened. It was a library, painted a bright yellow but with books lining most of the walls. The furniture was leather and modern; as Holt and Nick left I sank gratefully onto the couch. There was a stack of magazines on a small side table and I grabbed one and started to flip through it while I waited.

Once Holt had left the room, though, my nerves took over. I felt awkward and out of place and I wondered why I had let Carley convince me to text Holt that morning. He was the one who said we couldn’t be friends, and then I’d forced myself on him. Granted, I thought I deserved an explanation for whatever was going on, but I still felt awful being in his house and sitting on his couch. If he didn’t want anything to do with me, I should just leave him alone.

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