In protection: The new me
Chapter 10
I stood impatiently beside the door waiting for Fang to come downstairs. I mean what the heck is taking that guy? Aren't boys supposed to be the ones standing around waiting while girls spend hours getting ready? Well in this Family obviously not. What the heck is taking fang? It's been 15 min already he said he was just going upstairs to change not to bloody re arrange his wardrobe.
Finally he emerged from the bottom of the stairs "What took you so long?"
He shrugs. Urgh I guess I shouldn't have expected much more of a response but still…
Ah well….
Mhhh…
Ok how the heck can this already be so awkward?
Urgh again…
Ok just ignore it…
This is not working…
I am currently sitting at the back of a bus with Fang…
Sitting at the back of the bus in awkward silence with Fang…
Sighing I look out the window I could have guessed that things would have been awkward after our little moment out the back of the church…
Fang Pov:
Things were awkward to say the least neither of us really wanted to talk but that didn't mean that silence was that enjoyable either.
I had spent a good 10 min in my room sitting on my bed wondering how the heck I could make things less awkward so far on that list I have… Nothing…nada…zilch
Generally I love silences…
But I hate awkward silences….
Max Pov:
We were travelling on a bus out of town a little way… don't know exactly were we are going… don't care all I know is that the warehouse we are going to is supposed to be for clearance furniture. So that's what we are doing we are going to furnish my thankfully not pink room and Fang was coming to help me.
We got of the bus and walked down the street. This being the warehouse district there were large building everywhere crowding in from all different angels. Although it is quite a different feel from being in New York surrounded by tall buildings, here it seems much more lonely, you almost expect a tumbleweed to roll out in front of you. Of coarse there are no tumbleweeds…but still…
Walking through the doors of warehouse 5. I could hardly believe how much furniture they had somehow managed to fit in here. It was unorderly, things stacked on one and other, set out in an array stranger and more cluttered that the mad hatters tea party.
I sighed. This was going to be a long afternoon…
I walked through the jumbled isles almost scared that something might fall on me. Urgh this is taking way more effort than it is worth.
"Ok so I think that we should split up, look for anything black, blue, green or red. Slightly gothic I don't mind but nothing to depressing. Nothing pink, girly or involving flowers"
Before turning away I heard fang mumble under his breath "not picky are you"
Teeth grind, dramatic exit down furniture corridor
I have found it. The it being the bed. The bed being stuffed in-between a terrific amount of other furniture. Although it didn't really matter, we would pay to get the furniture delivered since it was impossible to move ourselves but still you would have though that the furniture would have been a little better organized.
An hour, a desk, 2 bedside tables, a chair and a cabinet later we were finished.
The man at the front desk grumpily wrote down our choices. Bet he has a lot of trouble finding them...
We are now walking back through the warehouses in… you guessed it awkward silence. Ever since our little moment this morning it's been like this and I am sick of it. Its not as if we even talked before. He hung out with his popular friends and I… this is getting us absolutely nowhere.
I stoped, waiting for him to realize. He turned to face me before I launched into my reverie, "What is it? Huhhh, what's with the awkward silence your killing me. What is it?"
In return for my rant I got… nothing…no epiphany style answer, not even an answer just "I was going to ask you the same thing"
I glared daggers at him. This has not been the best day and he is just hyping up my already glass calm façade. "Urgh" I kicked a stone and had the pleasure of seeing it scat across the ground before hitting the side of one of the warehouses with a resounding clang.
"Lets go," I said storming past him. But he caught my arm as I went past.
"Max what is it? What's wrong?" I forcefully wrenching my arm from his grip, before pivoting on my heels the dust and dirt making a crunching noise beneath my feet. Even that sound was loud and lost along with our voices among the warehouses.
"Nothing"
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing. Nothing just a feeling and feeling are nothing…
This chapter was a bit fillery (not a word) and short. I like writing more emotional stuff except every chapter cannot be like that.
Mehh
Not sure If I will be able to update anything for the next week (on holiday) and then a bit after that because I have exams (Arghhhh) that's why this chapter is a bit rushed I just wanted to get it out there.
Anyway
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Ruby