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Chapter 7- This Whole Relationship Thingy.

Songs:

King Bed- Rihanna

2. Raining Men- Rihanna

3. You Lie- The Band Perry(: Referring to the situation between Bonnie and Brandt.

Bonnie's POV

The whole sleepover thing was great, but I was really distracted. I am so conflicted. Boys can all go die in a hole. I kid you not.

I'm sitting on me bed thinking about calling Brandt. Mind you I'm saying thinking. My phone buzzes.

I look at the screen of my iPhone and smile. It's Shawn, 'I have something to tell you. I'm going to call.' I had no idea what her text meant. I was trying to think about what could have happened for her text me the need to tell me without just calling. It has to be bad. Like Prego bad. I have a circle of friends and out of the five of us, me and Shawn are the only who have not had a prego scare, or become prego.

Her favorite song rings out on my phone, California King Bed. She doesn't like country like me. She used to hate it, until I turned her to like it. She loves pop though. Rihanna is like her favorite Singer.

"Hey, hun. What's up?" I ask answering the phone.

"I havta' tell ya' somethin'. Your not gonna like ta' hear it." She said in a weary tone, "Are ya' ready?" She asked not waiting for my response. "Brandt hooked up with JessieMae." My heart dropped.

I couldn't speak for a minute. He cheated on me with the most slutty girl in all of Louisiana.

"Was he drunk?" Was all that could come out of my mouth.

"Does it matter?" She asked me in a sharp tone. She had been cheated on in the past by someone everyone thought was the nicest guy ever, until that happened. He knocked the girl up by the way.

"No. I'm going to call him, do you wanna listen?" I asked in a revengeful tone.

This was something we always do. We are actually known for it, but if he is drunk he won't remember.

"I think that sounds like a very evil idea," she says then tries to laugh like a witch, but ends up coughing up a lung.

"Hahahahah, that was funny. Ok, let me call him really fast. Hold up." I dial his number waiting till I hear the first ring. I can hear Shawn's phone go silent, she didn't want Brandt to hear her.

"Howya' doin' Baba'?" Hey asks me.

"Well I'm pretty darn good, I was just wonderin' about somethin'." I stop, waiting for him to say something.

"And what would that be?" He asks casually, even though I can hear the tone that he gets when he is being confronted.

"Oh, I'll get to that. Don't worry," I start off with small talk I am gonna make him sweat.

"Okay…." He says dragging out his 'a'. "Bonnie-Bodean, I have missed ya' so much. I don't know how I will make it the rest of the summer without ya'." He says in a voice that almost convices me. Almost.

"Oh, I'm sure JessieMay sure has helped you get over this first few days just fine." I say in a sharp tone.

He is silent for almost a whole two minutes.

"Hmm, nothing to say. Yeah, that's what I thought. You lyin' cheatin', mother-fucker. I hope that you got an STD! Well, hope you have a happy life without me." I yell the first part and the second part comes off sickly sweet(:.

I hang up on him and I hear Shawn take the phone off of silent on her end. She is laughing her ass off.

"Wow, you sound like a sad country song. You lyin',cheatin' mother-effer. Hope you have a great life without me. That was so funny. I was laughing the whole time. I wish you could have heard yourself. That was great. He was like- Hahhahaa. Well, that just made my day," She calmed down. Then her tone turned serious. "Do I need to give you the talk that you gave me when me and Brody broke up. There are plenty more men out there for you. Or in Rihanna and Nikki Minaj's words 'It's raining men.'"

I busted out laughing. I can just see her in her house sitting on her bed with the phone up to her little Mexican ear and laughing the laugh that changes with what she is laughing at. Sometimes its high and nasally, other times it's throaty and hearty.

Shawn is my best friend for many reasons. She and I, when we were in pre-k, hated each other so much there were separate sides of the playground. It was like southern mini-mafia. She was the perfect southern belle, I was the tomboy with the mother living vicariously through her. She was a skinny, tall Mexican girl with perfect hair. I was the short, chubby Native-American girl with uncontrollable hair. We were worlds apart, yet we lived on the same street.

One day, our teacher Miss. Sanders set us up as partners. That day even as a child I knew would mark me the rest of my life. I was an ambidextrous kid and still am, but when I wrote my name and painted the picture that we had to do together with my right and left hand at the same time she was fascinated, and from them on we were friends. All because of my ambidextrousness.

We had a long conversation about pretty much nothing. I was pretty glad that she called me. This made my life a whole of a hell lot easier. No more, I'm cheating this, I can't because I'm in a relationship that.

A song came to mind that fit Brandt pretty well. You Lie by The Band Perry. What can I say, maybe I should kill you right now and do the whole wide world a favor, but my daddy's gonna straighten you out like a piece of wire.

I grab my Laptop, and log on to Facebook. My new status is now updated to "You Lie[:," I had to add something that was for Shawn, since she helped me.

"You Lie on my new California King Bed(:"

I post it and immediately I have four likes. I go over to my profile page and change my relationship status to single. I cannot stand to be inside anymore. There is just to much going on in my head to be cooped inside the house.

I turn off my laptop and change out of my clothes that I slept in and put a bikini on and a pair of shorts. I throw my long hair into a messy bun atop my head. I grab a pair of sunglasses off of my dresser and head down the stairs to get my car keys, to head out to the beach.

I walk down the stairs and get to the key rack and am opening the door when my mom stops me.

"What was that conversation about this morning?" She asks with a questioning look.

"Well, I was talking to Shawn at first then she told me that Brandt was cheating on me with JessieMay, so I broke up with him." I smiled and grabbed the door handle.

"Oh, are you ok?" She asks sounding genuinely sounding caring.

"I'm fine. We broke up, he is a cheater, and I hope he gets a STD." I smiled and walked out of the house.

I headed to my baby. My 69' Ford Bronco. We bought it used and fixed it up and everything is new on the inside. I have had this car for over three years. It was light orange and had a white stripe down the middle. I get in and hear it pure or more like growl to life. I let the music blast of the speakers.

"Cause I'm the son of a 3rd generation farmer
I've been married 10 years to the farmer's daughter
I got 2 boys in the county 4-H
I'm a lifetime sponsor of the FFA
Hey that's what I make
I make a lot of Hay for a little pay
and I'm proud to say
I'm a God fearing hardworking combine driver
Hogging up the road on my p-p-p-p-plower
Chug-a-lug-a-lugin 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester.

Well I know you got your own deadline
But cussing me won't save you no time Hoss
But this big wheel wide load ain't going any faster
So just smile and wave and tip your hat to the man up on the tractor

Cause I'm the son of a 3rd generation farmer
I've been married 10 years to the farmer's daughter
I got 2 boys in the county 4-H
I'm a lifetime sponsor of the FFA
Hey that's what I make
I make a lot of Hay for a little pay
and I'm proud to say
I'm a God fearing hardworking combine driver
Hogging up the road on my p-p-p-p-plower
Chug-a-lug-a-lugin 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester.

I'm a God fearing hardworking combine driver
Hogging up the road on my p-p-p-p-plower
Chug-a-lug-a-lugin 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester"

International Harvester by Craig Morgan

I love that song. It makes me happy every time I hear it.

I pull out of the drive way and head towards the beach. The beach is where you can think about things and only have the waves to talk to. The waves are the thing that I think can calm me down from anything. Me and waves go way back.

When I was little there is the ocean that surrounds my hometown and my dad would always take me there before dinner. We would walk along the shore and I would collect seashells. We would hardly ever talk just walk and be quiet. It was always like a getaway, from life, or more my mom. She was even worse then than she is now. She would push me into any and every pageant in the state, or any state near by. Me and my dad are alot alike though. We had a silent communication going for us that my mom would never understand. When we would get to a special rock that has been there since forever and we would sit there my mom would call us to come eat. Those were the days because I was never in a hurry to grow up and leave, or had the complications of being a werewolf, or having a boyfriend.

I am walking along the shore-line quietly singing, 'Amarillo Sky' By Jason Aldean. I am thinking about alot of things right now. I just need to sit and be quiet and think. I sit down on the shore and let my feet get caught up in the water.

Jacob seems like a really nice guy, but that's what Brandt seemed like too. I will not shed a tear for that boy it will not happen. Jacob when he is around everything just seems to fall into place. I saw him look at me a couple times and he had this expression on that was like he was the biggest winner ever and I was the prize. I loved it. I love the way he looks at me. It makes me feel all warm on the inside and stuff. Maybe I'll text him.

'Hey, hunny(:' I press the send button. This could go one of two ways. He could find it cute and flirt back or he could freak out and not text me.

Jacob's POV

I just finished running my shift when my phone buzzes. I am just starting to go to sleep. I am going to kill whoever it is.

'Hey, hunny(:' It is from Bonnie. Maybe I'll take back the whole I'll kill whoever it is.

What should I reply? Is she flirting over the phone or does she always talk like this? Good God, girls are so confusing.

'Hey. What's up?' I almost press send, but then I erase it and realize that she just called me Hunny. Maybe I should give her a nickname. That is if she is giving me a nickname.

Bonnie's POV

He hasn't replied. It's been like five minutes. Lord! He probably thinks I'm some sort of freak. Then my phone lights up.

'Hey Louisiana(:' he responds.

'Whatcha up to?' I ask.

'Nm. I was about to got o sleep.' He tells me. Does that mean he doesn't want to talk? Uh oh.

'Ohhh... Do you just want to talk later?' I ask.

Jacob's POV

"Oh, Do you just want to talk later?" I read aloud to myself. Why did I tell her that I was about to go to sleep? She probably thinks that she is keeping me up.

'No. I wanna talk now.' I tell her. Maybe she will get the hint that I do want to talk to her more than I want to sleep or do anything for the matter.

'Are you sure?' She asks me. God Jacob way to go! You made her feel bad! What the hell it wrong with you?

I don't know what comes over me, but I dial her number and let it ring. I am calling her. She can think that I am a stalker if she wants, because I kinda am stalking her. She is on my mind constantly.

"Howdy." She says in a bubbly tone. I love her voice. I am in sort of a trance with it.

"What are you doing?" I ask her. I am not sure what I was trying to accomplish with this phone call, but I really just want to talk to her.

"Well, I'm at the beach right now, but nothing else. What about you? Oh, yeah I forgot that you were trying to go to sleep. Until I starting to keep you from sleep." She says and rambles just a little bit, but I love it. She is laughing now. I don't know what at. I think she is laughing at what she had just said, but I'm not sure. Her laugh is amazing just like she is. I am starting to sound like a girl. This is not good.

Bonnie's POV

He is talking to me. He wants to talk to me rather than sleep. I guess that is a good thing. This boy is perfect. STOP! GO NO FURTHER! Do not cross the line into falling head over heels zone. Stop! My head is still reeling from this morning. Am I just trying to find a rebound to cope with the loss that I just had.

Am I just trying to find a rebound to cope with the loss that I just had. I sure as hell don't want to get hurt and I don't want to hurt anyone, but he feels just so right.

"Hmm.. Are you there by yourself?" He asks in, is that disbelief that I hear?

"Yea, maybe you should keep me company." I say seductively. I can hear his breathing catch in his throat maybe he wasn't expecting it, or maybe he was hoping that I would say it, or maybe he was hoping that I wouldn't say it.

There is a pause and I hear shuffling around, "I'll be there soon, don't worry." He tells me. Normally I would be freaking out because that is kinda weird just to get up from your sleep and leave for me. Just not a normal assurance. I can truthfully say that no one has ever done that for me.

"Okay, I'll be waiting." I say and hang up the phone.

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