Enemies with the bad boy (Complete)

Chapter Twelve - An extra week...

Cody 

I was in my room, where I had been most of the day. I wasn’t in the mood for company of any kind. I wanted to be left alone. Last night and this morning were too much. I was pissed at Jasmine for thinking I got into bed with her without permission. I know she hates me, but surely, she doesn’t think that low of me? It was getting to me more than it should, that along with the simple kiss on the cheek. 

I got pulled out of my thought when my phone started ringing. I wasn’t going to answer it until I saw it was my mum. I haven’t spoken to her much since she left about five days. 

“Hey, mum, how are you? How is Grandma?” I asked. 

“Hello son, I am fine, thank you. How are you?” She said, “You Grandma is doing OK, still in pain,” She added. 

I stayed on the phone talking to my mum for half-an-hour. My mum wanted to know how I was, how school was, and how staying here was. 

“And that takes me to one of the main reasons I called,” She said softly. 

“What is going on, mum?” I asked. 

“I am going to stay an extra week,” She said, “Your Grandma needs more help than I thought,” She added, sighing. 

No, that means I need to stay here for an extra week than planned. I don’t want that. Yes, they make me feel welcome, but it is this entire thing with Jasmine that I don’t want to deal with longer than needed. 

“And what have I to do?” I asked. 

“Stay put, I have spoken to them, and they are fine with you staying there for that extra week,” She said, “And next week when you are off for the long weekend, you are all coming here to visit,” She added. 

I could moan and complain, but there was no point. My mum’s mind was set. Not only that but because I don’t want my Grandma having to struggle by if my mum wasn’t there. 

“Fine,” I sighed, “But I am looking forward to coming to see Grandma,” I added. 

“And Grandma is looking forward to seeing you and Jasmine again,” She said. 

Jasmine always loved it when we visited my Grandma. They always baked together cookies, shortbread, cakes, and that is only to name a few. We talked for another couple of minutes before hanging up. Oh, Jasmine is going to be thrilled when she finds this out. I could use the extra time to my advantage, I guess. 

Hmm, maybe I should go and tell Jasmine myself. Yes, that will make me feel better for sure. I pulled my ass off my bed and went to her room. When I got to the door, I heard her on the phone and my name being mentioned. That piqued my interest. I stood outside and listened as she spoke to Becky. 

“I feel bad for going off at Cody this morning, especially after I found out the way he looked after me last night,” She said. 

Then there was silence. I am assuming Becky was saying something. 

“If I am honest, I slept better than I have in a while last night with him next to me,” She said, “I just wish he didn’t change. Cody was my everything at one point, and I thought it was the same for him, obviously not,” She added, a sadness to her voice when she said the last part. 

I know I shouldn’t, but I found myself standing outside and listening to the entire conversation. Most of which was about me. 

“I came to terms with it a while ago. I am not going ever to get my Cody back,” She sighed. 

I smiled when she said that. I was always my Cody to her, mostly when we were kids, and other girls tried to play with me. Jasmine let them but made sure they knew I was her Cody, and they weren’t allowed to steal me. I was the same with her. I was overly protective of her. Any other boy tried to play with her. I scared them off. I didn’t mind sharing my toys and everything else back then, but it was a no go when it came to Jasmine. 

I hear her say goodbye and move. I quickly moved away from her door, pretending I was coming out of the bathroom. 

“Hey,” She said softly before heading downstairs. 

I followed her, finding her in the kitchen. 

“Um, you have me staying here for a week longer than planned,” I said. 

“What? Why?” She groaned. 

“Because my mum is staying with my Grandma longer,” I said, “And apparently we are all going next weekend, you, me, Lily and your parents,” I added. 

Why we all had to go, I don’t know. I could have gone myself. 

“It will be good to see your Grandma. I don’t think I have seen her in over two years,” She said.

We used to go every second weekend and stay over. Then in the summer holidays, we would spend a week to ten days there. We used to love it. 

“Yes, she said she is looking forward to seeing you,” I smiled. 

Though I was dreading going at the same time, my Grandma doesn’t take any nonsense from anyone, and I know she will bring up this full Jasmine and me not being friends anymore. She will lecture us both. 

“I am sure she will have a few things to say to us,” She giggled. 

“I just thought that myself,” I laughed. 

It kind of broke my Grandma’s heart when Jasmine and I stopped being friends. Not only that, but also because I turned into a complete ass. 

Jasmine grabbed a soda and some fruit. 

“I will see you at dinner,” She said before heading back upstairs to her room. 

I sighed to myself. A part of me wanted to go after her and see if she wanted to hang out, but I decided against it. I needed to get out of here for a bit. I grabbed my phone and headed out. 

I didn’t have a destination in mind, but I found myself walking towards the woods. It was out of the way, and no one bothered me there. I need space and time to think. 

It has been a strange weekend. I would be glad when school was back. I didn’t think I would ever say that, but I could put a distance between Jasmine and me, at least at school. She would go to classes. I would ditch classes. 

I need to find someone to put my attention on and stop overthinking. That wouldn’t be a hard thing to do. I have a long list on my phone. Yes, I will give one of them a call. I needed a distraction, even for a few hours. I didn’t have to hurry back, as dinner wasn’t for a few hours yet. I wouldn’t miss dinner anyway. Jasmine’s parents are excellent cooks. 

Maybe staying with them longer than planned will not be as bad. Things can’t worsen between Jasmine and me, so perhaps they can get better, even only a little, or maybe that is wishful thankful. Who knows? I will find out, I guess.