Ok, I'm back with another chapter! Hope you enjoy it, it's a little longer than the last one!

"Chey."

No answer.

"Chey."

She continued staring out the trucks foggy window, not paying attention to the boy next to her. Jade sighed as he continued driving, Cheyenne hadn't spoken since the restaurant when she punched Michael. Shaking his head, he saw the time was 11:36 am, still too early to go back to his house. . .

As he contemplated whether he should bring up the house, Cheyenne's stomach growled, making her slam a hand over her belly.

She grew red as Jade laughed, "are you hungry Chey?" He asked, looking over at the brunette. She grumbled a yes.

"Well, were do you want to eat?" He asked, glancing over at the café's they passed.

Cheyenne pursed her lips, thinking over the places they could eat.

"Taco Bell."

Jade nodded, "cool, Taco Bell it is then," He began looking for the familiar sign as he drove.

"Over there," Cheyenne said, pointing past a couple of buildings.

Jade turned right and headed for The Bell, the silence returning to the car. Thankfully, it wasn't too far out. Hell, he was already turning into the parking lot.

As soon as he parked the car, Cheyenne hopped out and bounded into the slow building. Jade sighed, and got out of the car, hurrying inside after her.

Cheyenne stood there, looking up at the selections above the cash registers.

"Hey, do you know what you want?" A worker asked, seeming irritated with the girl. Cheyenne didn't say anything still as she pursed her lips, trying to decide on something. The guy rolled his eyes at her, and instead rested them on Jade, "is your girlfriend deaf or something?"

Jade frowned at this, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Cheyenne's cheeks turn pink at the word.

Jade bit his cheek, a sudden urge to punch the man engulfing him. He shook his head, a fake smile plastered over his face, "no she isn't you jacka—"

Cheyenne put her hand over Jade's mouth, her expression unchanging as she stepped up to the counter. The guy sighed, "about damn time," he muttered.

Cheyenne still did nothing as she shifted her gaze from the large boards to the gangly teen in front of her, "I'll have three bean burritos, a Dorito taco and a large Dr. Pepper."

The teen punched the order in, then looked up at Jade with a bored expression, "what?" He asked, noticing the man glaring at him. "I'll have the same thing," he muttered.

"Your total is ten dollars and fifty-seven cents," he said, holding his hand out. Jade began pulling out his wallet, but when he turned to give the man the money, he saw Cheyenne had put a card in the boy's hand, "here," she said.

He looked at the card unimpressed, "really? Are you—Whatever," he sighed and slid the card hearing a beep.

After a second, he passed the card back to the gothic girl. She pocketed it and turned to find a seat.

Jade frowned at this, confused by Cheyenne's attitude, normally she wouldn't act like this. She was feisty when people were dicks, so what's the meaning of this?

She picked a sunny booth in the corner, plopping herself onto the worn plastic seat, she gave a sigh and lay her head on the table.

"What's wrong Chey?" Jade asked, his worry growing for the girl. She didn't respond as she had in the car, making Jade groan. He set his cheek in his palm, cupping his face as they waited for their order.

He watched as Cheyenne's eyes closed, not opening even when he tapped her shin with his foot.

Her hair was illuminated in the glowing sun, her brown locks showing the hidden highlights that were hidden under the coarse mess. Her skin was pale too, she didn't get out much, so it was understandable. What does she even do? Jade asked, his brows coming together. She didn't look athletic, but she was lean and toned, looking as though she could pack a punch.

Her features were beautiful, the dark clothing contrasting against her pale face. It may look strange on others, but the pallid complexion was hypnotic on the girl. Her cheeks held a dusting of blush, her slightly parted lips pink and plump, her striking green eyes that held hints of yellow around the irises, closed. . . God, she was just a sight. Jade moved his free hand over to her face, running an index over her sharp jaw, as he did so, he wondered what it would be like to kiss along the soft skin, making her dusted cheeks grow brighter as he did so. He moved his hand near her eyes, pushing a couple of strays away.

"Here's your order."

Jade looked up to see the gangly boy had brought them their lunch. He rudely slammed the meal on the table, loud enough to wake up Cheyenne. Her eyes fluttered open, and she quickly sat up, her cheeks becoming rosier, "oh God, I didn't mean to fall asleep. . ." She murmured.

Jade smiled, "it's all right, c'mon, I know where we can eat this."

As he got up, he slammed his shoulder into the boy, making him stumble back into another booth. Jade handed Cheyenne the bag and motioned for her to go outside. She sighed and rolled her eyes, too tired to deal with the drama. Jade curled his lip at the boy below him, "listen here you little shit, I don't know what gave you the bright idea to be such a dick, but listen here—" He leaned down towards the shaken boy. "If she ever comes in here and tells me you were rude again, I swear to God I will kick your ass."

The boy laughed, "whatever, I'm going to call the—"

"what, your manager? The police officers? I don't give a shit. Here I'll give you this," Jade said, taking the receipt and a pen from out of his pocket. He scribbled something on the back, tossing it to the boy below him, "here's my address, tell them to pay me a visit and I'll tell 'em about you piss poor attitude."

Jade turned on his heel and walked out of the restaurant, leaving the teen shocked.

Jade opened the door to his pickup and swung in, landing with a soft flump onto the seat. He looked over and saw Cheyenne was slurping her drink, staring at the boy next to her, "where we going?" She asked, flicking her hair from out of his eyes. Jade smiled and started the car, the radio turning on.

"Somewhere fun," He said, giving the girl a wink.

"Woah, this is cool," Cheyenne murmured, looking at the colossal park. Since it was a cold December, the slides and swings were vacant, with only a few people running or walking. Jade smiled and began walking, "come on, it's over here," he said. Cheyenne began following him. She wasn't sure where they were going, but she had a feeling it was something to do with the large water fountain that stood in the middle of the park. As they got closer, the spurting water could be heard. It wasn't obnoxious, but instead a lulling, calming sound that someone could use for meditating. She watched as Jade sat on the edge of the concrete fountain, patting his hand against the slightly cracked surface.

Cheyenne bit her lip, and trudged over, sitting in the spot next to the glowing man. He chuckled, she looked so stiff just sitting there. After a moment, he began digging in the bag, pulling out two burritos, "one for the beauty, and one for the beast," he said, earning an eyeroll from the girl. She took the burrito and unwrapped it, taking a large bite out of it. It was small, but a quiet moan could be heard from her. Cheyenne's eyes were closed when Jade looked over,

"this is so good," she murmured, taking another bite. Jade chuckled and began unwrapping his. They ate in silence for a while, neither speaking as they downed their food. Cheyenne was the first one done, but this didn't surprise Jade in the least. He figured she was a girl who could eat. She had a content smile on her lips, her eyelids starting to sag. Jade crumpled his wrapper and nudged Cheyenne, making her eyes open wider. "What?" She asked. Jade pointed towards a trashcan, "I bet I can make it."

Cheyenne chuckled as he took aim, and threw, missing the can by ten feet.

"ooh, bummer. You were so close too," she said teasingly. Jade rolled his eyes, giving a chuckle too, "oh well, I seriously doubt anyone could've made that shot."

This made Cheyenne smile a little wider, her pearly whites showing slightly. "I had a friend in high school, she was like a sister to me. We had orchestra together for second period and between first and second, the school would serve breakfast burritos. Once she and I finished, she would crumple up the wrappers and head over to the boys bathroom to try and throw the trash in their cans—"

"Why didn't she just use the girls?" Jade asked, earning a look from the brunette.

"Shut up and listen. If she missed, she couldn't go into the boys' bathroom and retrieve the trash, meaning once she threw it, it was gone. No redoes. She loved bouncing the trash off the walls into the 'basket' she called it. The fun part was when we had to stay out of the janitor's sight. If we got caught, the custodian would tell on us and we'd get in trouble."

"Did you ever get caught?" Jade asked, earning a laugh from the girl. "No thankfully. We were such dorks. . ."

Jade smiled, "what happened to your friend?"

Cheyenne stopped smiling, her plump lips pursed, "after graduation, I think she went to a college down in New Mexico, NMSU I think is what it was called." She shook her head, "she was put under so much pressure under her family, they always said how she would never go to college because she didn't have good grades. . ."

Jade frowned, "what were they?"

Cheyenne laughed at this, "they were A's and B's, something her parents should've been proud of. She was also an amazing soccer player, everyone said so, but she could never see it because her dad always harped about how she messed up. He would never give her positive feedback and she could never see the good she did. She eventually messed up her knee in an important game, a game against our rival school. She didn't even play for ten minutes when she collapsed to the ground."

Cheyenne shook her head, "I was always there for her, I was the shoulder she could cry on, the one she told her crushes to, I was like a sister to her. She never said it, but she cared for me so much that she would do anything for me." Cheyenne began laughing really loudly, "there was this one time, a boy that I didn't have any interest in, liked me. Well, when he came over and was bugging me, she saw I was uncomfortable and took my hand saying to him 'what are you doing to my girlfriend?'"

Jade began laughing too, the brunette's laughter was contagious. He smiled at that, wiping a nonexistent tear from his cheek, "shit, that girl was something."

Cheyenne nodded, "yeah. . ."

Jade hopped off the edge and turned towards Cheyenne, holding out a hand, "want to go to your place to pick up some stuff? Your mom shouldn't be home right now, right?" Cheyenne nodded, hopping off the edge, ignoring his hand, "yeah, come on. I need to hurry before Sarah gets back from school." Jade nodded and they began walking towards the truck, leaving their trash behind. Probably for the janitors to pick up.

I hope you enjoyed it! Comment, favorite, and follow! I'll be updating again on the 28th. If you miss me, please check out my other fanfic called 'A Love To Kill For'. It's the yandere simulator game, but I'm completing it with my own ideas on how the game will end. I want to finish it before Yandere Dev completes the game, and hopefully I'm close to how the actual game is! See you soon my lovelies!

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