Fyi, it's still the same day (continuation of the skating date).
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The cold prickled my skin as I tilted my head and gazed at the sky.
A lone star twinkled there, as the sky turned a darker shade of blue and the clouds started to darken blending into the night.
It was 6 and I can freely admit that I regret nothing as I stared back at the small fancy restaurant. The food tasted bland anyway and the atmosphere in there was so bleak and sophisticated, I could've hurled myself.
Not to mention the level of idiocy that pot bellied manager has. Fucking idiots roaming the Earth and contaminating the human race with their low as fuck IQ.
"How about some McDonald's huh? You seem like you can get food into your system after all that bickering and yelling in there." Adam offered his jacket and I shook my head as my knees quiver lightly at the cold.
Dammit, Mother Nature! Are you trying to freeze me to my death? It must be for yelling at that guy, though I can't see what I did wrong except for getting Adam and I kicked out and ruining his ideal perfect date with me.
Yeah, maybe I was a bitch for that last one.
Okay, I got us kicked out. There, I admitted it.
But he had it coming. He was an asshat. A grade-A asshat.
I sighed, rubbing the side of my face, sucking up my ego and turned to Adam.
"I'm sorry for getting us kicked out," I muttered at him and surprisingly, he laughed. As in full out, knee slapping, hunched body laugh.
I glared at him, "What?" I snapped. Didn't he know that it took a huge chunk of my ego to apologize? And now look at him, laughing like some retarded chimp.
"Sorry, it's just that- His face- Oh Lord-" I cracked a smile when he brought up the manager's flustered expression that was filled with rage and humiliation.
"Yeah, that was funny," I managed to choke out as I joined him.
So there we were, two blacklisted teenagers laughing in front of the restaurant they were kicked out of. We must have looked like hobos.
"Come on," he jerked his head as he gestured to the parking lot, still offering me his jacket which I politely declined.
It was cold as fuck and I won't let him freeze to death just because the cold was seeping in the material of my mini dress.
He wasn't heaving any of it though, as he slung his arm across my shoulder, settling his jacket on me and keeping his arm there. I smiled despite myself and murmured a small thank you.
We got in the car and he immediately blasted the heater on and I sighed in contentment.
The drive to McD's wan't long since it pretty much spreads all over town and there was one sitting right on the corner of the road.
Adam turned off the engine and got out of the car, not even giving me time to reach for the handle before opening my door for me and helped me out even when both of us knew I didn't need the help since it wasn't like I was wearing any heels anyways.
I accepted the offer though, just to make up for getting us kicked out of that restaurant and ruining his perfectly planned date.
Lucky for us, we didn't overdress but even if we did overdress, I don't think I would have find it in me to walk back to the car because honestly? My stomach's being a raging bitch. Almost as bitchy as Mother Nature is.
Yep, you guessed it folks. It's almost that time of the month, I can feel it. And for all of you guys who's asking yourself silently on how I know, I just do. Girls are fucking wonder women when it comes to that time of the month. Our instincts are almost as on point as a mother's.
Deja vu happened and I clasped Adam's wrist before practically dragging his ass all the way to the counter because his ass was walking too slow.
I may or may not be in love with the guy, but when it comes to food, all guys can get lost. Ice cream, chocolate and basically food beats everything. That includes my date, my future boyfriend and future husband.
Watch it, I said nothing about Adam being all of them. Keep your imaginations on a leash.
When we finally arrived in front of the counter, the woman serving us raised her head and greeted us with a smile. She was a red head, shorter than me by a mere inch, silvery grey eyes, a straight nose and sharp cheekbones.
I can't deny the fact that she was the epitome of gorgeous and when she so much as glanced at Adam in that way, I unconsciously clenched my hand tightly, momentarily forgetting that one of them was clutching Adam's wrist and he visibly smirked at my obvious uncomfortable state.
I nearly smacked my own head in public as I thought over my actions. He's going to think that I'm a clingy bitch now. Ugh. Stupid overwhelming jealousy shit.
I remembered how I swore to myself that I will not let any of the guys that will be stuck with me to experience the feeling as if they were tied down to me or feel that being with me was a chore. I wanted to be someone they lean on, their rock, the person that the can come to anytime regardless of what the topic is about.
They can ask me about the female's menstruation cycle and I would probably still answer them without missing a beat. I'm an open girl and I am completely shameless.
I quickly loosened my hold and smiled at her kindly, relaxing my posture and forcing myself to snap out of it.
"Yeah, can I have a big mac, a large coke, a medium fries and spicy chicken bites please?" I kept my voice neutral as the smile remained in place and she turned to me, returning the smile.
What? I'm hungry. That skating session can do wonders to a girl's appetite.
"Of course, and for the gentleman?" She looked up, smiling at Adam and I must have been drowning in jealousy because I could've sworn she batted her eyelashes one time too much. I felt my eye twitch and I immediately smacked it, earning a concerned glance from Adam and a frown from the red head.
I smiled, "I'm fine, sorry. I thought there was something in my eye," I made up and I chided myself inside.
Great, now they won't only consider you as a possessive, jealous bitch but you'll also enter the nutjob category.
Somehow, through all that, I managed to keep my smile intact.
I don't know why I'm so affected by the minor details right now. I mean, it's like figuring that I was attracted to Adam switched something on inside me and considering that I almost considered tearing all that poor girl's hair off her scalp, it's not something good.
Adam took over as he whipped his wallet out and took out some cash to pay for the food and my hand itched to take them all and shove it into his pocket once more and whip out my own cash.
As you can tell by now, I'm not normal.
I'm being difficult. Ugh. Now I feel bad for Adam.
I reached out to take the tray filled with food but it was gently slapped away and Adam leaned over to take it and carry it over to one of the empty tables. I huffed out an annoyed breath.
He's not allowing me to do anything, dammit.
And he's making you fall harder for him with the sweet gestures.
That too.
I groaned internally as I realized what I just admitted for the second time that night.
I took a seat across Adam and took the burger from the tray,unwrapping it and stabbed the drink's plastic lid with a straw and took out a long sip, letting the soda prick the insides of my mouth before letting it leave a trail of a soothing sensation behind as it trickle down my throat.
I looked up as I sunk my teeth into the burger and took a bite before chewing it. Adam was staring at me with his eyebrows furrowed and a fry sticking out of his mouth as he chewed on it slowly as if he was deep in thought.
"What?" I asked once I swallowed down the food and downed it with some more coke.
He shook his head at me and an amused smirk appeared, it was the mischievous kind that gets you questioning yourself and regretting ever starting the conversation in the first place.
"Someone got jealous," He teased and I could feel a blush coming up as I averted my eyes elsewhere. Anywhere but his dimple decorated face.
"I was not jealous." I muttered in a weak attempt to defend myself. I was embarrassed because first, he's not even my boyfriend. Hell, I'm not even sure he likes me in that way.I'm plain ol' Case while he's.. Him.
Go figure.
I'm the girl that's always been living in the dark while he practically owns the spotlight.
He's the Golden Boy while I'm Dumbo. Not a cute one either.
"You know my mother received another envelope with a bunch of money again last night." He announced aloud, cutting my train of thoughts short.
I can feel my heartbeat escalate and I quirked an eyebrow, trying to come off nonchalant about it.
"Oh yeah?"
He nodded in apprehension as I forced my breathing to even out. I'm terrible in acting.
"Yeah, it's been going great since the money started coming in but I can't stop worrying on where it came from and more than that, who it came from."
I started thinking frantically. He found out. Shit, he found out. He knows it's me. He won't let me fight anymore. Or worse, he won't accept any of the money anymore.
Suddenly, just like that, a fry flew and hit me on the forehead as I spaced off into a silent anxiety attack.
"Stop staring off like that, it creeps me out, you freak!" He teased with a playful tone and surprisingly, I didn't even feel offended by the name calling. After all, I did introduce myself as the freak when we first met.
"Jerk." I decided to play the who gets the last insult game.
"Bitch."
"Manwhore."
"Hoe."
"Dickhead."
"Asshat."
"Fucktard."
"Imbecile." I fake gasped at that one and he pursed his lips, trying to hold in a laugh.
"Child molester!" I cried out in fake horror and he couldn't take it anymore, bursting out in a round of laughter, making me join him in a guffawing mess as tears started to escape at how hard I was laughing.
"Okay, you win." He backed off and I smirked triumphantly. Beat that, ya assholes.
He muttered something as his eyes roamed my face, drinking in every details of my features. My face was flushed from laughing so hard and my probably rosy cheeks ached at my non-stop smiling session.
"Cassandra Johnson, I think I may have fallen for you," and just like that my world froze and everything stilled as I choked on my drink, trying to soak in what he just stated.
Did he just confess his feelings for me?
What?
I stared at him long and hard with wide eyes.
"Come again?"
He sucked in a breath before repeating his statement, making my heartbeat accelerate a few notches.
I gaped at him, my mouth opening and closing like a retarded koi.
When I finally conjured up a decent sentence and I was about to voice it but someone cut me to it and my whole body froze on the spot.
No. Not now. Not today. Anytime but today.
You can't do this, I muttered mentally towards the Fates but I realized too late that the Fates were as cruel as the sense of the word goes as I turned around to face the familiar scowl that was etched on his annoying face.
"Ah, the annoying fighter." His gruff voice greeted as I got out of my seat and turned, gritting my teeth and prepared myself for a fight as I faced a very familiar sexist guy.
'This guy has no shame,' I thought as I stared at the eyes of my opponent from the previous fight in the competition.
'Well fuck.' I thought as Adam answered for me.
"Who the fuck are you?"
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Oh shit.
She's in deep shit now.
I'm sorry for the wait, I have another class test tomorrow (maths *groan*) and homeworks are piling up so yeah..
Hehehe, how did y'all take it?
Credits to @Drichigo for the idea of this chapter.
Gotta catch up with some sleep, love y'all and stay awesome!
Ciao -J