Enemy Confessions

Chapter Twenty Seven

After an hour of roller-coaster riding, we were in line for a ride called the spin cycle until it was shut down due to someone throwing up when the ride was in motion. Work of advice kids, don't chug champagne before going on a spiny ride. Common sense. We decided to instead walk down the arcade aisle and see what games there were.

Out of nowhere, Cale stopped walking and stared ahead.

"Did your feet stop working?" I turned around to look at him and asked, amused.

"If I asked you to do something for me would you?" There was a seriousness in his voice.

"probably not." I shrugged

"What if I forced you?"

"What if I punch you in the face." I answered.

"I'll buy you a bottle of champagne." He looked slightly panicked now. I looked around and immediately saw what his panic was about. I couldn't help but smile, a blonde box-dyed female coming towards us. You could tell by her look she wanted to bang him; she was not here for the rides with her short shorts and tight shirt. It made sense since "easy" was Cale's type. Even the way she carried her cotton candy irritated me.

"You could use the favour I owe you?" I looked up at him with a raised eyebrow.

"I'm not wasting that. I'm saving that for something good." He stated as if I had just insulted him.

"Then no" I smiled and continued to walk. He grabbed my arm, forcing me back. His touch on my bare arm sent shivers down my spine, and I hoped he didn't notice

"You're enjoying this aren't you?" He said through gritted teeth.

"A bit, yeah." I admitted

He sighed. "I'll buy you a bottle of champagne and Noodlebox." He put his arm around me. and I removed it

I tilted my head to the side and thought about it for a short moment. "Nah, you'll have to do better than that Cale."

"Two bottles of champagne and Noodlebox." He responded a bit more desperately.

I thought about it again. This time I was considering the offer. "Fine," I said as I placed his arm back around my shoulders.

I sound like a cheap whore...

"Great, now make her go away."

I stared at him. "Whatever mess this is you should bail yourself out."

"It's not like that...Do you want free champagne or not?" I rolled my eyes and as if right on cue, a high-pitched screech travelled through the air.

"Caaale!" I'm pretty sure my ears were bleeding. I instantly hated her.

"How are you baby?" She cooed at him

Baby? The fuck.

"Fine. how have you been?" Cale responded uninterested.

"I haven't heard from you in a while babe, why is that?" She walked closer to him.

"Chloe, don't, it's not necessary" Cale said sternly. She gave him a small smile like she knew a secret that she wanted to spill. May as well call her Emily if that's the case. I felt like this Chloe bimbo was more than just a fling, she wasn't someone he rejected because she got attached, there was something more to this story.

"Do what? I didn't say anything bad. Did I?" She turned towards me, with a fake shocked expression on her face.

"Chloe, shut the fuck up. i told you. It's fine." Cale's jaw was tense.