Sluts and Bad Boys

11: Backstories and Baby Talk

To the talented ones who continue to dance with words, creating their own melody.

dustychalks

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"I think you've still got some cheese on your cheek."

"Not falling for that," I chuckled.

"But seriously though, you were like a wild animal with those nachos," he remarked, an amused smile on his face. "I didn't expect you to eat anything."

"Because I seem like the girl who always orders a salad?" I looked towards him, as he continued to drive.

He took his time while answering. "Well, yeah," he said slowly. "And I know that you'll probably call me a hypocrite for categorizing you in a certain way or judging you, when I myself am a victim of the whole vicious cycle. But..."

He paused.

"We're all victims in one way or another," I spoke softly, my eyes on his face. "We've been hurt by others and we've hurt others too."

"It's funny, isn't it? How there's not a bad guy or a good guy in real life. It's just everyone's a mixture of everything, bad and good."

There was silence between us for a while before I asked, "So what would that make you?"

Ace glanced over to me with a raised eyebrow.

"That probably makes you a good bad boy," I said and his lips twitched.

"A good bad boy, indeed..." He murmured under his breath and a few seconds later, the car came to a stop and he looked at me again, studying me. He had parked outside of my house.

I sat up straight and rubbed my eyes. I had started to get sleepy and was having a hard time keeping my eyes open. "Thanks," I stifled a yawn and opened the door.

"For the fingering? You're more than welcome to it again."

I made a face and hit his arm, causing his smile to widen. "I meant for the food."

"Sure you did."

I was about to retort but from the corner of my eye, I caught the front door of my house opening and watched in surprise as my mother came into view. She had a furious expression on her face as she stood there, glaring at the both of us.

"Shìt..."

I was more annoyed than worried at being caught so late out. This meant that my mom would give me another lecture and right now the only thing I was in the mood for, was sleep.

I sighed loudly as I stepped out of the car. "See you later."

Ace flashed me a thumbs-out. "I don't think I'm welcome to your house anytime soon, though."

I leaned down just before closing the door. "Even if you were, don't flatter yourself by thinking that I would've invited you."

I caught sight of his smile just before I closed the door and walked around the car to get home. I heard him drive away as I reached my mom and braced myself. She was blocking the entrance and I didn't miss the disappointment in her eyes. The look that she was giving me right now was the look that always made me feel guilty and so I avoided her eyes.