(9): Defeated
Mr Rude & Me (Undergoing Editing)
"Will you stop being so fucking stubborn and get in?" Kyle snaps for the third time. He's been driving next to me trying to persuade me to get into his Audi.
"I'm perfectly fine walking" I reply trying to pick up my speed, but who am I kidding? I'll
never be faster than a freaking car. Especially that one.
"I swear to God" He groans.
I sigh loudly "Fine. Fine" And then he stops the car and I get in. I sit down grumpily with my arms crossed in front of the seat belt.
"I'm not the one you should be mad at" He tells me, glancing slightly at my bratty act.
"Shh" I tell him. I really don't want to talk to anyone right now.
I see him shrug before he picks up the speed of the car. Suddenly I wonder what it would feel like being the passenger at one of his drag racing competitions. It must be fun.
I notice him pass Cottage Hill and I narrow my eyes at him "Where are we going?"
"To the gym"
"What? Why?" I hiss annoyed "You could've just dropped me off"
"I don't trust you to be alone when you're like that"
I breathe to calm down "Like what?"
"You know? All emotional and shit" He replies and I can't help but giggle. He looks surprised that I did but doesn't say anything.
"What do you think I'm gonna do? Commit suicide?"
He glances at me "Well, will you?"
"No, Kyle" I laugh shaking my head "At least not over an idiot like Nathan and my so called boyfriend"
"Okay, good" He replies "If anyone or anything is going to kill you, it has to be me"
"Does this mean you'll drop me off at the apartment?" I ask ignoring his previous statement "I really don't want to be around sweaty people"
"I'm already 5 minutes away. I can't go back now"
Great.
Since I can't do anything now, I decide to stop groaning and complaining, and embrace the fact that Kyle showed some signs of caring about my well-being. Maybe I'm growing on him. Just like how he is on me.
"Let's go" I don't even notice we've parked.
I open the door after he does and follow him into the gym. From the outside, it's large so I can imagine how it must look on the inside.
Finally we work in and my eyes momentarily widen. Woah, it's niceee. There are all kinds of gym machines you can imagine, a big and long ass swimming pool. I can see what I think is a yoga studio because of all the mats and those big, large rubber balls. There are about 3 stories.
"Woah, this is nice" I breathe looking around.
"Yeah" He agrees looking unaffected. He's probably used to it. He starts to walk somewhere and I follow him. The whole time I'm just looking around in awe. There aren't that many people here but I'm guessing it's always full in the morning.
I'm stopped by a snort from Kyle "What?" I ask confused.
"You're following me into the men's room" He replies amused. I look around and notice a male sigh right behind me and almost blush in embarrassment. At least I didn't actually open the door "I have to change. I'll be right out"
I nod, quickly walking out of the male corridor and just wait for him outside. I can't help but feel like I want to try out a few of these machines. I can't though, because I'm wearing jeans and I know that would be very uncomfortable.
Maybe next time.
Kyle walks out looking like a sports model as always. He is wearing loose shorts which expose his strong and beautiful legs, and a very exposing tank top. I can't help my gulp when I see the veins on his fit biceps.
Jesus, the guy is freaking sexy.
"There's drool down your chin" He smirks and I turn red because he has just caught me checking him out. Great!
I clear my throat "What are you talking about?"
He just shake his head amused "You look like you like yoga. Do you wanna try it?"
"I'm wearing jeans" I say awkwardly.
As if only noticing now he glances down to confirm "Ask for a girl called Nina and she'll give you some gym stuff if you want"
Kyle? Being... nice? I could get used to this.
"Okay" I squeak. "Thanks"
He shrugs before walking away to probably where all the big machines are.
It doesn't take me long to locate the yoga studio and locate the lady called Nina. Just as Kyle said, she hands me some gym stuff which luckily fit me perfectly. She informs me that the yoga class starts in five minutes.
Five minutes later, there are about 8 of us laying down on our mats and following the very patient and kind instructor.
Kyle was right... I do like this.
It make me forget all about Noah, Nathan, Kat and all the stupid drama that happened today. I feel relaxed, good; better. I should definitely think about getting a membership here. I wouldn't mind spending my afternoons or mornings doing this.
I don't know how long we spend there, but when I get out of the studio and search for Kyle, he's nowhere to be seen. I decide to make my way to the car outside just in case he's there and luckily he is.
"Hey" I greet awkwardly when I get in. He drives away almost immediately "Nina said I could keep the clothes"
"Yeah, I paid for them" He informs me.
He did?
"Oh, thanks" I smile lightly, not wanting to get too excited because I know that kind of makes him uncomfortable "How'd you know I'd like yoga?"
He shrugs "Every girl does"
"So this is where you take all your conquests?" I tease smirking.
"Conquests?" He raises an eyebrow.
"You know? Your million girls" I explain.
He rolls his eyes but he doesn't look annoyed or anything "No. Do they look like they like the gym?"
"They're skinny" I shrug.
"Yeah cause they only eat salads" He says glancing at me "You don't but you're still okay"
"I guess it's genes cause I've been told I eat like an elephant" I snort. "They're not lying. I eat a lot"
He just looks amused the whole time "You know, you're not that bad when you're not being annoying"
Yep, I'm definitely growing on him.
"And you're also not that bad when you're not being a giant dick" I tell him smirking.
"I have a giant dick?" He feigns shock acting like he didn't hear me clearly "Well, how did you know, darling?"
"Ha-ha, very funny" I deadpan rolling my eyes.
The rest of the car ride is spent in a comfortable silence, with me smiling like an idiot at the fact that Kyle went such a long time without being rude to me about something.
I could really get used to this, but I probably shouldn't. They guy can be quite bipolar sometimes.
***
Last night after taking our showers, Kyle spent the rest of the time in his bedroom. I guess I was a bit disappointed he didn't want to engage in further conversations with me.
Anyways I used that time to work on my assignment that isn't due for another week and catch up on my studying.
I'm so proud of myself.
"Oh and by the way" Betty Larsen starts off walking to me "You don't have to worry about telling your boyfriend that you were drooling over Kyle yesterday. I already told him"
What?
I raise a confused and annoyed eyebrow "What the fuck are you talking about, Betty?"
"Don't act stupid. My people saw you guys at the gym yesterday. Including that little incident by the men's room" She explains in a sickly sweet voice. She only uses it when she's done something evil.
"What is your problem" I snap, this close to shoving her to the ground. Is she really spying on me?
She giggles "I told you that you and Kyle wouldn't stay roommates for much longer. Pretty soon your little Noah will make you choose and I'm very sure you'll pick him, right?"
This little bitch.
She blows me a kiss after rendering me speechless "Bye now"
I groan loudly, looking for something to punch. First, she spies on me. Second, she feeds Noah false information and lastly, she may just win this stupid battle. I actually like being roommates with Kyle. I don't want to be forced to move out because of her doings.
I didn't know there were still mean girls in college. I thought I left this shit behind in high school.
"Woah, calm down, angry girl" Comes Dee's voice. I turn around to see her looking concerned at me "Are you alright?"
"No" I shout but take a deep breath to calm down "I mean, no I'm not, but I'll be fine"
"Betty Larsen?" She asks and I'm guessing she saw the encounter.
I groan "Yes! I mean, why does she have to be such a fucking bitch"
"You just gotta learn to ignore her" She says sympathetically "Hey.. about yesterday. Uhm Winnie really didn't mean bad when she asked that question about your boyfriend"
"I know" I tell her.
She nods "Okay, because she was worried that you thought she did it on purpose"
"No, I know she wouldn't" I reassure Dee with a small smile.
"Okay" She says "I'm glad you're okay"
"Thanks, Dee. Sorry you guys had to witness that anyways"
She just grins "No worries. It was quite entertaining. I hope you don't take that the wrong way"
"I don't" I snort "I can imagine."
"Okay well I'll see you later. I have a class that starts in 2 minutes" And with that she already running because she doesn't have that much time left.
I continue to walk aimlessly around the campus and then luckily (or unluckily) I spot Kat and Noah looking very deep in conversation. Kat looks up and notices me. She makes a hand gesture telling me to come over. Noah is expressionless. I reluctantly walk to them.
"Hey. Sorry about Nathan yesterday" Is the first thing she says when I sit down on the grass across her and Noah.
I shrug "Yeah. Hey Noah"
"Hey Chelsea" He greets back. Oh shit, this is so awkward.
Kat glances between the two of us "Okay well I have to get to class so I guess I'll leave you guys alone"
Before I can protest, she's already gone.
I haven't spoken to Noah since Sunday and today is Tuesday. I don't really know what to say to him.
"I'm sorry" I start off looking into his soft brown eyes "About everything"
"Really?"
"Yes. What do you mean 'really'?"
He shrugs "You looked very happy without me in your life these past few days"
"What? Noah, I've been miserable" I tell him.
"I bet you have" Sarcasm. Stupid sarcasm.
I breathe deeply "Listen... I don't want to fight, okay. I just want my boyfriend back. So can I please have him back?"
"I don't know, Chels"
"You don't know what?" I ask desperately, impatiently "Talk to me"
"I don't know if you really want me back" He sighs, sounding regretful "I'm not the same Noah I was last semester. I have a lot of things on my back. I've changed."
Oh no no no no no no.
"So, what?" I plea, tears brimming my eyes "What's your point? What are you saying?"
"I think-" He sighs again, swallowing a lump "Maybe we should take a break"
I shake my head, not believing the words coming out of his mouth "Is this because of Betty? Did she say something to you?"
"It doesn't matter" He quickly responses.
"Why? Why do you want to take a break?" I look away from him, a lonesome tear trailing down my chin.
"I don't know, Chels" He runs a hand through his hair "You've changed too. We're just not the same people"
"I am!" My voice croaks "How have I changed? Tell me"
"You like drag racing now. Since when do you like things like that?" He raises his voice slightly "You have a large group of friends and you seem to like them. Since when are you so social? It was always just you, Kat and I"
"So what, Noah? I still love you" I whisper "Isn't that all that matters?"
He scoffs "You love me? We've been together for God knows how long but you still won't have sex with me. Clearly I'm doing something wrong, or you're not being honest with how you feel"
Are you kidding me?
"So that's it then?" I scream angrily, the tears falling faster "You want sex? Fine, I'll give you. I'll have sex with you. Come on, we can do it right now"
"No" His voice booms "That's not the point, Chelsea and you know it. That's not the fucking point"
"So what is it then? You don't want me anymore because I like drag racing? Because I have new friends?"
"I never said I don't want you anymore. I just said we should take a break. I'm not breaking up with you" He clarifies but that doesn't make me feel any better.
I wipe the tears angrily from my face "But I don't want to take a break, Noah. I want you"
He moves closer to me, our foreheads connecting "I want you too but we need some
time to think"
I sigh defeated. I lay a chaste kiss on his lips before pulling away "Okay"
"We'll meet here again in a months time" He whispers groggily, his voice betraying him. At least he's as hurt as I am.
An entire month.
I nod "Okay"
And then he's gone. Leaving me all alone on the lonely grass.
It hurts.