The Bad Boy Craves Me✔

10. That gorgeous fool.

     His stony face gave nothing away as it was now void of all emotions which was previously apparent before, it was completely hard to tell that the boy before me had just pulled a prank.

We stood there staring at each other silently as onlookers passed by us giving weirded glances.

If what he said was true although I doubted it, this is gonna be trouble this would change everything that I was telling myself not to do. If this was true and he did like me, me of all the most beautiful girls and woman that swooned after him it definitely meant trouble.

It was then I took notice of the sour look he had now sporting on his gorgeously handsome face which then soon after turned into one of anger catching me completely off guard at his sudden change in demeanor.

“Are you just gonna stand there as if I said nothing to you?” he spoke glaring at me.

“W..well what do you expect me to say?” I questioned more to myself than him.

“Fine be a bitch about it for all I fucking care!” he angrily gritted throwing a hundred dollar bill on the table then stormed off.

My heart stung as he spat those harsh words leaving me to wobble in myself pity, what did he want me to say? I like you too let's go and make out?!

This was the reality of Kristen the one to always get what he wanted without so much of a care in the world treating others like trash beneath him, that was even the way he treated his girlfriend Regina.

He probably just wanted to hump and dump, the thought made me sick to my stomach, how could I have made this happen? I angrily stood there thinking to myself as one of the waitress came to clean the table a few feet beside me.

“Are you ok dear? I couldn't help but seem to notice you standing here alone?”

“Yes I'm fine,” I quickly answered with a forced smile “I have to go.” I told as she gave a small concerned smile then turned to leave.

I made my way outside the restaurant in hopes of finding a cab or bus that would drop me to the area of my destination but I was sadly met with the sight of Kristen in his car tapping away on the steering wheel.

There was no way I was going to get into his car again not after what he just did.

“Bella get in the car.”

I scowled at him, was he being serious?!

“If you don't get in this damn car right now I'll carry you myself Bella!” he gritted.

“I dare you!” I gritted back.

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And that's how I ended up in this imbecile’s car awkwardly steering throughout his car window, The moment he came out the car to get me I rushed inside not wanting to be embarrassed with a guy forcefully shoving me into his car.

That gorgeous fool!

The minute I had reached the entrance outside my home I quickly got out not caring about the pain I was feeling and hurriedly made it inside my house without looking back at that gorgeous fool that I knew without a doubt would be glaring dagger's at my head and so I headed to my room.

I can't believe I almost fell for that asshole!

I looked at the time and it was now 2:04pm which meant that I had an hour to spare before everyone decided to make there way home.

“I see you went out on a date.” Vicky said smiling standing at my door way.

“More like a suffocated lunch." I mumbled scowling to myself.

"The way you're sulking, I can tell it didn't go too well," she spoke, walking inside and sitting on the edge of my bed. "You know, Anna, your mother used to tell me stories of when your dad and her dated back in high school."

"Your father was a transfer student from California during his junior year. He was the new hot thing, and he took a liking to your mother at the time. However, she never gave him the time of day. She had always been infatuated with him, head over heels, but he didn't seem to care. One day, your dad decided to give up on her and pursue a beautiful girl who had shown interest in him. Anna, your mother became extremely jealous and ended up challenging the other girl to a fist fight after school. The winner would supposedly win your dad's heart. Despite Anna losing the fight, your father chose her because he had already fallen in love with her," she finished, a smile playing on her lips.

I smiled, mom went in a fight over dad now that I'd like to see!

"So why didn't Mom date Dad in the first place instead of constantly ignoring him?" I inquired, my curiosity piqued.

"Well, I guess she was afraid to do so. Your mom would often mention her insecurities," she replied.

"And what happened to the other girl?"

"Well, she was terribly devastated. She constantly tried to make your father jealous, hoping he would change his mind about your mom and leave her. But he never did. They soon graduated and never saw each other again... at least, that's what your mom said," she explained.

"Mom never told me any of this," I stated, folding my hands.

"Well, did you ask her, dear?"

"No, but..."

"Perhaps she didn't want you to think it was okay to do what she did in high school," she interjected.

"Why would she think that?"

"You might not see it, but your mother has a rebellious streak. That's the blood running through your veins."

I had never seen Mom as the rebellious type before.

"I can see it in that boy's eyes, how he looks at you," she smiled dreamily. "He looks at you as if he'd go to great lengths to protect you."

"Isn't that a bad thing? And I'm pretty sure you're mistaken," I retorted.

"Well, dear, I'm not that old that I can't see anything anymore. And he seems more like the possessive type," she insisted.

"More like the player type," I corrected her.

"Well, I'm sure you could change him, hun. And a little possessiveness can be a good thing," she beamed, giving me a thumbs-up.

I groaned, sliding to the other side of my bed and closing my eyes. She was setting me up for an impossible task.

Well, so much for my damn curiosity!

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