Chapter 8
Bill immediately started introducing me to his friends, his hand awkwardly on my butt the whole time, but I didn't think he knew. When I tried to push his hand away, he would put it back there, casting me a quick glance and smirking. I put that down to being too drunk.
"Isn't she gorgeous!" Bill smiled to his friend, who clearly was eyeing me up, I gave him a glare and he just laughed
"She is indeed, Imma have to get her a little better soon!" His friend laughed and Bill, like an idiot, left me with him. "Your a fine one" He slurred, taking my hand and pulling me to the seating area, plonking me down on his knee. I awkwardly shuffled around, wanting to get off, but he held tight onto my hips. I resisted elbowing him in his junk, in fear he was someone important to Bill and he didn't want me making the wrong impression, so I endured it. It wasn't like guys hadn't come on to me before. "Have you got a boyfriend, Jade?"
"No. Have you?" I glared at him and he chuckled
"You're feisty, I love it" He had his hand on my thigh, rubbing it up and down, squeezing it when I tried to get him off.
"I have to go upstairs now" I stood up and he pulled me back down
"Do you want me to come with you?" He whispered, his breath stunk of beer
"No. I need to go now" I stood up and spotted my Uncle Bill, I grabbed him and told him that his friend was freaking me out so he squared up to him, pushing his shoulders.
"Get the fuck away Brandon" Bill shouted, pushing him away, I didn't want him to start a fight, not on my behalf anyway, so I dragged him away, before 'Brandon' could get his hands on him. He was much more muscular and strong than Bill, he would have squashed him. As Brandon walked away, Bill walked me upstairs, apologizing for his friends behavior.
"It's okay...honestly, it's fine" I smiled, we stood outside my bedroom door
"No, it's not, Brandon is a dick, I should have known!" Bill used his palm to hit his own head
"Stop" I took his hand "It's fine, I promise"
"Good night sweet heart" He kissed my head and then returned back downstairs.
I get into bed and wish I hadn't even gone downstairs, Cuddling up to Alice, she's warm and soft and It's only when I relax again, I start to dream and of course, all my dreams are about Cat.
In the morning, I wake up and I realize I only have ten minutes to get myself and Alice ready for school. I quickly rush into the bathroom, drag the man who is sleeping in the shower out and then lock the door. I look in the mirror, only to be welcomed by the huge bags under my eyes, my hair is splattered across my face and tangled into oblivion, I grab a brush from inside the medical cabinet, and brush, furiously at my hair, until its straight and as good looking as I can get it to be. I brush my teeth, wash my face and then run back into my bedroom, grabbing a blue jumper and leggings, they will do. I throw on some makeup and then I quickly get Alice up and even though she flops in my arms, I manage to get her ready and downstairs, just in time for Cat's car to pull up. Alice immediately wakes up as she see's Cat and jumps into the front seat, to which i have to forcefully drag her out of and put her in the back.
"No fair!" She pouts, her arms crossed in the back and I reach over, tickling her stomach until she has to laugh. Once we dropped Alice off, me and Cat drive to Hollywood arts in silence, it's still awkward from the other night. Our phones are both placed in the middle of the car, in a little holder and when one of them goes off, we both reach in, it's the cliche hand touch and it would make me sick if it wasn't Cat that was the other hand. "Sorry...I ehm, thought it was...er my phone, sorry" Cat babbles on and goes to bring her hand back up to the steering wheel, blushing. Under the heat of the moment I grab Cat's hand and bring it back, entwining my fingers in hers, she tenses as I do it, but then relaxes after a while, circling her thumb on my fingers.
Once we park up at holly wood arts, we both let go of each others hands and get out of the car, walking in the same direction, towards out friends, neither of us making any sound. Why does Cat make me like this? Like I can't get any words out? And why isn't cat speaking?! The other day I couldn't get her to shut up and now she won't even say a word to me! I don't know what's going on with me and Cat, all the secret hand touching and kissing and...It hurts my brain to think about her, it makes me more confused than I've ever been before. And I love it it.
