A/N: Guys, I am SO FREAKIN sorry I never update. I've been so busy and forget about this because I have other literature websites I belong to, ya know? Oh well. Again, sorry. Hopefully what's gonna happen in the next couple of chapters makes up for it. Evil grin
It's been a week since I had the honor of meeting Chris. We were basically dating. Which made Sebastian conclude his idea of me being a slut. Primarily because I dated his cousin and started dating one of his friends a week later, but oh well. Normally it would piss me off. But, right now I was okay with being a little exotic in a sense, as long as it was with Chris. Haha.
One day, while Chris and me were at a Starbucks, minding our own business, a blonde come up from nowhere with rage in her eyes and screaming hurt in her voice.
"Chris?" She screamed. "What the hell?" I had seen this before, with my friend's boyfriend years ago. It turned out she was his sloppy seconds. I was afraid of being downgraded in the eyes of a man when I had already underestimated myself so much. He responded, leaving no dought in my mind that there was more than just a jealous girl.
"Kat?" He asked. I expected a cover- up. After all, why wouldn't he? "What happened?" She then looked at as if he were none but a stranger. She snickered but scowled when slapping him across his face. My jaw dropped, but I did nothing. Had I changed so much in so little time that my responses became like another person's would, as well? I hoped not. I was different for a reason. I was different, that's why I was with him and he was with me. Or at least I thought.
He turned back into normal state after responding to her slap. "What was that for?" He screamed.
"For not calling me!" She said, as if it were apparent. I became grew more hurt on the inside, yet stayed calm on the outside. "I gave you my demo and told you to call me and say what you thought of it! Remember?" She asked desperately. I relaxed. He rolled his eyes.
"I haven't had time. I've been spending the last coupled days with Jade." He said pointing to me, poking me and I smiled. "We're together." She smiled.
"Aww, good for you. Hi." It was the first time she acknowledged me. "Sorry about my blow up. I've been stressed and thought my demo was terrible."
"It's alright." I said. She smiled and walked away. Chris chuckled and I joked glaring at him, making it even more freaking hilarious. To him at least. "Okay, what?" I asked. He shrugged.
"I knew you as someone who may have punched Kat in the face for slapping me. But, instead you say that it's alright?" He says laughing. I shrugged
"I would have, but my makeup is awesome today. It's not smudge proof for the fight and not waterproof for the tears of pain." We chuckled.
"I can't really see you crying from physical pain. It seems impossible." I froze and sighed. "What? Did I say something?"
"No, 'course no sweetie." I found it good to say it not as a romantic statement, but as a mother telling her kid that he didn't mess up, because she knew he cared. Reassurance.
"Tell me." He said less worried and more curious.
"Just…nothing"