A couple of things are going through my mind. This guy must be playing a prank. Maybe he was paid. Maybe he's one of my father's patients? That makes the most sense. Maybe he saw me in my father's clinic and he's decided to have a certain affinity towards me.
"So... you what?" I ask.
"I want to go home with you."
"Okay, I'm not one to deny, but... Whatever, do you have homework?" I decide to just accept the fact that this guy was whack and if I rejected him, he'd probably come searching for me and murder me. I begin walking in the direction of my car, going to my next class would be useless. My professor posted everything online and his slow talking never seemed to stick with me either. It was useless.
"Yes." He nods and smiles because of the fact that I've accepted that he was coming home with me, "Do you have hunger?"
"Am I hungry...?" I repeat and chuckle a little. Scratching my head, "Yes, actually. You want anything in particular?"
"...?" He stayed silent.
I sigh, "Alright, Mexican food. I want Mexican food."
"Excellent choice." He smiled large and he had an extra bounce in his step.
"You're still a fuckin' trip, man." I chuckle more and begin to walk towards the car park and the closer we get to my car the more clear it is to me that there is a white envelope under my windshield wiper, "No..." I shake my head in denial," NooooooOOOOO!" My face heats, "Are you FUCKING kidding me?!"
"Ichigo, what is wrong?!" Grimmjow looks around, alert and expecting. He drops his backpack and as if he's about to fight somebody, he pulls his tight sleeves up.
"What are you doing?" I ask. I swear, this is going to be my main question with him, always.
"You are distressed!"
"I got a parking ticket." I explain and rip the white envelope off my windshield. He takes deep breath and picks up his backpack. I don't know whether to laugh at his behavior or cry about my ticket. I was running late and I had to park in staff parking. I curse, was being early to class even worth the sixty dollars about to slip from my wallet...? What have I done to deserve this, "Come on, man. Let's get food before I piss myself."
"Do you have a urinary tract or bladder infection?" He asks and I look over at him. He's serious.
"No... Piss myself is just... something I say. Like when I'm ticked or irritated. I don't know why I say it."
"Oh. That's a relief." He says and smiles.
I get in the driver's side and watch him as he looks at me curiously.
"Oi! What are you doing?!" I call out through a slightly opened door, "Get in, slow ass!" I say and he jolts.
"Yes, of course!" He runs to the passenger door and sits, he's careful to not slam the door, closing it lightly.
"That was very kind of you." smirking I start the car, "I hate when people slam my door... It's so unnecessary."
"Thank you!" He says and smiles smugly to himself, "If you close the door too hard, you will hurt the vehicle's feeling, after all..." He puts his hand on the dashboard, "... He has served you so well. He may be old, but he's strong, actually... " He looks like he's focusing and puts his hand on the dash again, "He's very strong. He will serve you well, Ichigo."
"Uhm... Okay. And Zangy, it's a she." Referring to the car, I pat the dashboard lovingly.
"I don't like to go against your wishes, but your vehicle is a he."
"No, it's a she."
"It's a he. You cannot decide the machina's gender. He is born the way he is. Give him a will."
"Dude, my car is a fucking she, now-..." I pause and replay what Grimmjow said to myself, but I must have heard wrong, "What did you say?" I face Grimmjow fully, I feel something in my heart skip. My body got heated. I almost feel my body begin to hum in anticipation.
"Give him a will." Grimmjow repeats.
"No, you called my car something." Hopeful. For what? I don't know.
"A he." Now Grimmjow looks confused.
"No!" I get frustrated, "You said... Nothing. Just forget about it." I shake my head. Guess I did hear wrong.
"I'm sorry."
"Why?" I make my way out of the car park, my mood a little more dampened than earlier, a hundred thoughts plague my mind.
"I've angered you."
"I'm not angry."
"You are angry." My brows crease even more at his reply.
"I'm not angry, Grimmjow. Stop saying that." I feel anger bubble up my neck. I was angry. I was so angry. I don't know why I am so angry, but I just feel all my rage, all the rage I've never let out slowly bubble up to my face. I was so angry. WHY?
"Let it out.. It's due." Grimmjow places a hand on my knee cap.
Any other situation, I would have shrugged it off, but I pull over to the side, pull the E-brake and yell. I yell as loud as I can. Why am I so angry?! I just yell and yell some more and my temples feel like they're going to rip, I yell more and slam on the wheel. I think I'm done when it feels like my head is beginning to convulse and something, I can't put my finger on it, came over me. I still feel all my rage boiling and rushing through me, but before I can scream again, the stop lights just ahead of us suddenly pop and cars that didn't see it happen run through it blindly.
Car after car hit each other, people that are supposed to be stopped are going at full speed towards cars that going full speed as well. It's chaos before my eyes and I was just here, silent. Pulled over, screaming like a little bitch while cars were going nuts.
I stayed still and waited for all the commotion to go to a halt. Grimmjow was looking on with no reaction. He wasn't conflicted at all. Almost like he was just observing a calm meadow. No reaction. What-so-ever.
I get out of my car and immediately call the ambulance. Even after everything had been still, now that I hear the cackling of the vehicles and people groaning and breathing in shock it feels even more chaotic. I wanted to help them, but all I could do was make a call.
"911 what's your emergency?"
"Corner of University and 400 N. A stop light went off. Massive car accident."
"We are getting calls about that right now. There should be ambulance arriving shortly. Are you hurt?" The voice on the other end was slightly concerned.
"No. I'm just an onlooker." I press end and slide my phone in my pocket. Always just onlooking.
"Ichigo." Grimmjow snaps me out of my stupor, "We are just in the way. Let us leave."
I turn to face him, he's standing by the opened passenger door and gets back in. I make my way slowly to my car and feel a little better when I hear the sirens of the police are on their way. I maneuver around the accident and make our silent way to my house. My appetite for food has left me.
"Do you feel better? Letting all your anger out?" The blunette asks me and I barely hear him. The words just drifted through my mind as another thought plagued me, "Ichigo?" He questions me, "Are you alright?" His tone becomes a little more concerned. I pull in front of my house and before he can open the door I place my hand on his knee. He stops immediately and looks at me, questioning.
"Earlier. I know what you said." I say, it's almost a whisper, "You said machina."
Please let me know what you think! Haha Reviews, favs and followers are so nice ^^ Since this chapter is shorter, I should come up with another update soon. Warning, my updates aren't the quickest.
