Spot and i were engrossed in a conversation about who would win a in a fist fight, Cowboy or me, when a snobby voice said in a seductive tone "Hi, Sexy."
We both turned around to find a stunning girl with short brown hair staring at Spot like she wanted him to do her right in the middle of the street in broad daylight. (which- now that i think about it, maybe he's already done that)
He looked straight at her with such confident eyes and responded "Can't talk now Cat, i'se gotta-" she pounced on him like a- well, Cat. Before she could reach him and slam her lips onto his, he'd moved to the side, having her almost fall to her face.
She looked up like an animal who'd just gone wild and laughed nastily. She was gorgeous. Brown hair and eyes, perfect body shape, but still looked desperate as hell. That killed everything about her.
She licked her lips and said "You know i've always loved when you play hard to get." i finally jumped in and coughed. I raised a hand to show that i was there and her head snapped toward me.
"Yeah, hi, the names Doll. I'm going to give you some good advice that you should really take: You are gorgeous, but you look, right now, really desperate to get Spot's penis over here," i leaned in like it was just between me and her
"And guys don't like that. I suggest you do your own thing and have a nice guy come to you, not jump on guys because you don't want to be 30 and got nothing for you besides banging guys every night."
She looked at me for a second "You think i'm gorgeous?" i rolled my eyes "Of course that's the only thing you took out of that. Let me dumb it down for you okay?" she looked at me and i really wanted to slap her because she looked so stupid.
"No jump on penis, penis jump on you." she said "Oh" before saying "But Spot's so good in bed and-" i interrupted her "No buts, you get your ass out of here and work on yourself before coming back for his Penis."
I turned her around by the shoulders and pushed her away from Spot because there was a part of me that made me angry when she pounced on him.
Spot clapped and i bowed for him. "I'se been tryin' ta get rid o' her foah months." i shrugged "What can i say? Girls who are prettier than me and talk to you annoy me."
"you'se didn't sound annoyed" i looked at him, "Well of course, you see, Spot, that's the power of persuasion. You gotta get them to like you somehow and then persuade them, in this case, to step off your dick."
"Plus- i can't have more enemies. That wouldn't be good." he stood there, smiling at me. "You'se jealous?" i furrowed my eyebrows "What?"
"You'se just said 'Goils who talk to you're annoy me'se'" he imitated my voice "First of all, i don't sound like that, and Second, no, girls can talk to you, but they can't be prettier than me."
"Why's?" i crossed my arms "Well because." he raised an eyebrow, questioning. I put a hand through my hair, annoyed because i've been trying not to ask this question. I knew it would result in an answer i didn't want to hear.
"Spot, what are we?" realization hit him. He knew that i liked him. "I'se thought you're was different."
"Different, how?" he put his hands in his pockets "Nevamind. We ain't nuttin'." i felt a jolt of electricity run through me and before i could stop myself, my hand met his face with such a loud smack that everyone around us heard.
"You asshole. I thought you were different too, guess not." I walked away from him fuming with anger, but before i could, i was kind of expecting it, but he had grabbed my wrist tightly. "What in hells?"
"You'se-" he started but i interrupted and punched his side and screamed "FUCK YOU!" i pushed him to the ground and slap him, kicked him, and punched him. Everything felt like i was being played.
"You won the bet. How's that feel?!" i punched him across the face "You mother fucking-" he pushed me off him and got on top of me, holding my hands in place.
I thought he was gonna punch me, but he was hesitant. "Aren't you gonna punch me?! GO AHEAD" I wriggled under his grasp.
"Doll, shut up!" he slapped my face, attempting to get me out of this state. But he couldn't and i knew i was being selfish about the whole situation. I knew Spot wasn't the relationship type and i don't even know why i thought of even a slight chance.
"Just- never mind. Forget i said anything." I felt Spot get off me and put out a hand to help me up, but i didn't take it this time. I pushed myself up. Before i started to walk away from him, i looked behind my shoulder, tears threatening to fall and said "Spot?"
He looked up, i guess a concerned look in his eyes. "I'll sell in Manhattan for a little while, so you can sex it up with whoever you want. And, please don't talk to me anymore."
I felt my heart breaking even more. From Brandon and now from Spot. It couldn't take it anymore and i knew soon it'll shatter.