“We still on for tonight?”. He asked pulling away from the hospital. My hand was healing perfectly. I didn’t need to go back until it was time for my cast to come off.
“On for what?”. I asked trying to hide my smile.
“I’m not even asking, you’re staying at mine”. As he gained speed I glanced at him. He was smirking. “Pretty sure that was the deal”.
“I’m still going to the game tonight”.
“You hungry?”. He asked.
“I could eat”. Feeling my phone vibrate I took it from my pocket.
‘Hey, do you still want me to pick you up tonight? It’s Abby btw x’
‘Come to mine for 6. 5 piney point is my address. See you then :)’
“Abby is coming to mine for 6”.
“Chick-fil-A or McDonald’s?”.
It annoyed the hell out of me when he didn’t answer. Or he answered my question with a question.
“Jake”…
“Leah”. He mimicked.
“You’re an ass”. I huffed as he pulled into McDonald’s car park.
“Grab a seat”. He said holding the door open for me. The first thing I noticed was the group of girls. Everywhere I went there was always someone throwing daggers at me.
Taking a seat in one of the end booths I buried my head in my phone. Too distracted I didn’t hear her approach. “Can I ask you something?”. A girl slid in the booth next to me.
And here we go with the insults. The I’m not good enough for him and he should be with someone like her. I was past it and done with hearing it.
“Is he as good in bed as all the girls say he is?”. She giggled. “Does he have a big dick, I wonder when it’ll be my turn”. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. These girls were obsessed with sleeping with him or pretty much just obsessed with him. And what did she mean her turn?
Clenching my teeth I chose to ignore her. What could I say. I didn’t know if he was good in bed, I didn’t know if his junk was big. It felt big. Laughing I shook my head.
“Oh wait you wouldn’t know would you”. The smile dropped from her face. “But I do. We used to be a thing before you came into the picture”.
Didn’t she just ask if he was good in bed? I was confused. Rolling my eyes I continued to scroll through my phone. “I’m sure you did”. I said. I knew he was a slag heck even his own mother knew it but just how many girls had he slept with?
“I’m not a fucking play thing”. I hissed. I did wonder when the bitch side was going to come out. That girl hit the nail on the head. I could be just as much of a cunt as everyone else. They hadn’t seen nothing yet.
“I never said you were”. He growled. “Now eat your damn food”.
“Not hungry”. Grabbing my coke I slid out of the booth making my way towards the exit. I wasn’t going to be treated like a mug.
“Will you fucking wait”. He snapped grabbing a hold of my arm.
“I’m not doing this”. Pulling my arm out of his grasp I continued to walk. “I let a guy mug me off for 2 years and it took for me to move away to realise it. I’m not letting you do the same. Go give Sarah a call because I’m done”.
He didn’t follow me and for that I was grateful. I needed time to cool off. I snapped, I knew it was only a matter of time before it happened. Crossing the street I threw away my coke before dipping into a small coffee shop.
I was angry, pissed off, emotional and trying my hardest not to cry. I had no one to blame but myself. Always falling for the wrong guys. He was good though, made me believe I actually meant something to him. Guess I was the dumb one for falling so quickly for him. Paying for my coffee I left the shop and continued walking down the street.
I had been walking for about half an hour window shopping. I had calmed myself down and was thinking over what I had said to him.
Did I overreact?
I hope I did because he needed to know I wasn’t playing around. I wasn’t going to be a doormat for anyone.
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