Playing With Fire

Chapter Ten

Sorry for the cheesy-ish ending. 

I've been a little slow un updates because something has happened to my dog. Doctors have said he has hip displacia and I've just been trying to spend most of my time with him. Purebred Labs are known to his this problem, and unfortunately, he probably has it. My family has to choose to whether to put him through a surgery that may not be successful, or to put him to sleep. So, clearly, I'm in a major twist. 

With that said, please tolerate any mistakes I made in this chapter. 

Can I get 80 votes and 15 comments? 

VOMMENT. 

xxSummerxx

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                                                    Chapter Ten

The following day, I had asked dad if I could spend some time with Ashley and Chase, but he avidly refused to let me ‘wander’—as he called it—along the streets alone. Although the statement had me caught in a whirlwind of emotions ranging from understanding to frustration, I pitched in a compromise. Only under one condition, that he would drive me to and from the ice cream parlor where Ashley, Chase and I wanted to meet, would he let me go. 

I had quickly agreed, realizing I’d appreciate the company myself. Despite being torn between independence and orders, I knew the only way I would prevent trouble would be to take the safe path all the time.           

It had been two days since mom called. 

Two complete, eerie days where no signs of her existence had risen. 

The fact that mom hadn’t called or bothered to harass me now that she has full access to my number made me worry with dreaded anticipation. However, I had told myself to stay positive, to think clearly and look forward. 

I could say I’m failing, considering that’s all I can think about now. 

“Yoohoo,” Ashley shoves her face in my vision and I blink, “Earth to Faye.” 

I shake my head, “Sorry.”

“No problem,” Ashley replies, taking a spoonful of her strawberry ice cream, “What’s going on in that crazy mind of yours.” 

I feel myself tense and grimace.

            She removes the spoon from her mouth and frowns, “What?”

            “I’m just wondering how you like strawberry ice cream.” I lie through my teeth, making my voice sound playful and mocking.

            “Strawberry ice cream is the best, thank you very much.” Ashley scoffs, “You’re just jealous they ran out of your cookies and cream.”

            I roll my eyes and smile, looking down at my cup, “Cake batter is just as good.”

            “Debatable.” She deadpans, just as Chase slides into the booth seat next to Ashley.       

            He slips his money into his pocket and gives us a look before grabbing his ice cream, “Double chocolate beats both of yours.” 

            “Hell no.” I argue, raising an eyebrow, “Cake batter all the way.”