Hello loves, I'm back. This is chapter 2 so enjoy.
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"Hold up… you did what now?" Lucy asked slowly rising from her seat across from the round table in her kitchen. Looking down at my folded hands placed neatly together on that same table, I tried to ignore the deadly glare I felt burning into the top of my skull from the blonde, now standing, across from me. I was so fucking screwed, I mentally started reciting my will because there's no chance in hell I'm going to make it out of this apartment alive.
"I may have told my dad that we're maybe, sort of, kind of, in a relationship," I said sheepishly fully preparing myself for the beating of a lifetime.
"WHAT!" Lucy screamed at the top of her lungs. Thank god she opted to get extra insulation in the walls to block out and keep in loud sounds otherwise I might have been accused of rape on more than one occasion. And what's worse is that is, with the number of times that I fuck up daily it really is a wonder that I haven't gone completely deaf yet. "How could you lie to your father like that? You are such a stupid fuck, it seriously concerns me with the number of brain cells or lack thereof, you still have in your pea-sized brain." She stated coldly.
"That's a little extreme Luce," I said glaring at her lightly from her offensive words. Lucy, who had started pacing behind her chair, worrying her index finger between her teeth, stopped mid-pace and glared murderously in my directions. "I'll just shut up now." I squeaked fearfully as the blonde haired beauty stalked forward slowly. Coming closer, she pushed at the back of my chair so I was balanced on the chairs hind-legs.
"You better keep your idiotic mouth shut for the next couple minutes if you want to wake up tomorrow morning. Let's recap all that has happened today, shall we? First, you sneak into my bed in the middle of the night through my fucking window, leaving said window open all night. No wonder it was so cold in here this morning. Then you continued by disrupting me during my prized iFunny time." I knew I was right about that. "Swallowed everything in my goddamn refrigerator in under 10 minutes, proceeding tell me about your massive fuck up after eating every fucking crumb in this apartment." She said continuing to pace around the kitchen, only stopping with the intentions of receiving an answer from yours truly.
"Yes," I whispered feebly, not looking forward to the onslaught of pain and anguish that was sure to come my way in just a matter of seconds. For a moment, all was quiet. Eerily quiet. It creeped me the fuck out. Normally when I did something incredibly stupid, Luce would go on an hour-long rampage about how I completely messed up her entire life plan or some shit I tune out of every time it occurs. I looked at her skeptically and was surprised to find a calm and collected expression settled onto her pretty face. And trust me, this face is rarely seen on her face. "Luce?" I asked, slowly standing up.
"Sit Down!" She said angrily. Immediately dropping back down into my seat, I slumped forward in defeat knowing that I would have better luck surviving a fucking bear attack. I watched the blonde pace back and forth in front of her refrigerator, still gnawing at her finger before suddenly running over to her freezer and pulling out a Ben & Jerry's Moose Tracks pint of ice cream. It's a known fact that Luce is a nervous eater and whenever she is presented with some type of crisis of this particular scale, she'll everything in a goddamn supermarket. "Turn the fuck around asshole, I don't need your judgy little eyes on me while I try and figure this out." She said coldly while pointing to the corner of her rather large kitchen.
Getting up quickly, I practically ran to the corner and sat down. It was only after the fact that I realized this entire thing was stupid. 'How the hell did I become this fucking submissive? She yells one thing and I immediately scramble to complete her bidding. And when did I start using intellectual words?! WHAT THE FUCK?!' Deep into my own thought, I knew that Luce was still pacing around cause I could hear the shuffling her moccasins made on the dark brown hardwood floor. She has a nice apartment, provided with the money she inherited when her rich father finally left this world in peace, but she resents the place as a result.
Lucy and her father had a rocky relationship all starting when her baby sister Michelle died in a car accident when Lucy was 6 and Michelle, 4. The stress of dealing with their loss and his growing company didn't leave much room for Jude Heartfilia to spend with his family. With Jude always working and Lucy locked up in her room due to severe depression, no one noticed Lucy's mom, Layla's, depleting health until she collapsed during dinner a couple years after the accident. She was rushed to the hospital and stayed there for months until she finally died in her sleep a couple nights before Lucy's birthday. Lucy was 16 at the time and managed to survive through the two years of the neglect and hate her father showed towards her. Lucy graduated top of her class, not that her father cared he didn't even show up to her graduation and got accepted into Magnolia University.
"If it really bothers you that much, I'll call him back and tell him it was a mistake." I suggested meekly, still facing the corner. I could hear the shuffling stop as she thought over the option. I was surprised when she didn't immediately start yelling at me for not dialing his number already. Slowly, I turned around to see what her reaction is. What I found was shocking, scary, and kind of relieving at the same time. She was smiling. "Why are you smiling?" I asked cautiously, her evil grin relentlessly scaring the shit out of me.
"No. I'll play along with your little charade, just for the weekend though, I don't think I'm strong enough to act like your girlfriend for more than that." She hissed, sending a menacing glare in my direction. She kind of reminds me of our friend Erza when she's like this. She is normally a sweet and caring person, laid back on most occasions, but when you get her mad, you're seriously fucked.
"Wait what?" I asked confused. Did she just say she'd go along with it? What the… "Did you just agree to be 'my pretend girlfriend?'" I asked putting air quotations around her new position. Lucy simply nodded her head before pacing again.
"Might as well make your parents happy and deal with the consequences later." She mumbled through the middle part of her index finger, which found its way between her teeth once again. Standing there shocked, I could only look at my best friend with shock at her agreement.
"Why are you doing this exactly?" I questioned, slowly making my way towards the blonde who was still trying to figure out all the details. I have to admit, she looked incredibly sexy with her brow all furrowed in thought and that focused look in her eye. Damn, I'm getting way off topic here.
"Well you didn't think I'd do something like this out of the goodness of my heart, now did you? Giving you a piece of pizza out of the goodness of my heart I can do, not something like this." She stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"You won't even do that," I stated credulously. She will not give me a piece of pizza out of the goodness of her heart. One of the reasons I fell for the crazy blonde glaring at me currently, is because she can be the most prim and proper princess in the world with manners and an amazingly practiced fake smile while also being the girl that can eat an entire pizza and still be hungry.
"Watch it." She threatened coldly. She returned to her pacing as I waited patiently for her to speak again. After 5 minutes, I came to the conclusion that she wasn't gonna say anything more unless I asked for details.
"Okay, so how is this gonna work?"
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