Darius left the room right after that and he didn’t return. I went to sleep hoping he would be there when I woke up but he wasn’t. I felt a pang of disappointment in my chest. I didn’t know if it was intentional because he was upset or if he got busy with whatever he was doing and he just didn’t have the chance to come home. Regardless, I decided I was not going to spend the day moping around and I decided to do something useful- like my date with Serena.
I was getting dressed up when Darius walked into the room. He looked exhausted and annoyed and I knew that he hadn’t been in the house since he left because he was still in yesterday’s clothes. There were some cuts on his forehead and his knuckles and for a split second, I was worried that he had beaten up Brandon.
“Don’t tell me that you beat him up,” I protested dropping the lip gloss I was applying. “What were you thinking?”
“Does it matter if I beat him up?” his tone came very dismissively and I had to take a step back because