" You have got to be kidding me." I mumble, looking at the local pub in front of us.
This is one of the most popular ones here in Rivermead, with occasional visits from bikers. It can get crowded sometimes and they aren't so easy to persuade on the under age.
It would be a hard thing to do. You'd have to do something in order to get in, maybe know someone, just to be let in.
How was Wesley able to get in, is my question.
I just hope he doesn't land himself into trouble.
" Any idea on how we can get in?" I ask, glancing between Fin and the entrance, blocked by the bouncer.
He looks scary enough over here, I can't imagine being in front of him.
" I know someone ----------"
He tells me, busy texting furiously on the phone.
" Who?"
He doesn't answer me but continues on texting, before I can question him again,
The drive had been silent , neither one of us speaking. Fin had offered his place for us to crash for the night, his parents were away for two weeks. I could have said yes and stayed over, but I just needed my own bed right now.Arriving at his double story house, I helped him with Wesley, till he was settled in the spare room. I didn't know how he'd feel, waking up at Fin's house, since they weren't in speaking terms, but I knew that it was better than being at his house, where he was doing all he could to avoid his father.Though I am mad at him, I couldn't do that to him.I sit silently, waiting with a vegetable pack against my cheek. My mind is still wrapped around what had transpired between Owen and me. I still can't believe he did this to me, he actually raised his hand on me, even after knowing perfectly well, what I've gone through with Luis.The one person who I considered a father figure in my l
The feeling of being watched, stirs me awake. Right when my eyes open, I'm met with the sight of Wesley, wait, let me rephrase that, a glaring type of Wesley seated on a stool, just by the coffee table. He's watching me and someone else.Realization of the current position I'm in, knocks me back to my senses and I slowly rise to my feet." No, you do not get to look at us like that, after we ---------"" You're spooning, " he says so quietly, it's scary." So what? " He raises his brow." We weren't spooning, we fell asleep."He scoffs at that." Damn, I hadn't slept so nice in a long time. Ouch." Fin says behind me, making me tense up.Wesley getting off the stool grabs my attention, and watching him take threatening steps towards us, has me narrow my eyes at him." So what if we were spooning? It's not like ---------"
I hear them come down the stairs before I see them. Appearing from the kitchen doorway, the first thing I notice is them coming down side by side, with no sign of tension.They've been up there in Fin's room for almost 30 minutes, and I didn't mind waiting, with the time used to do what was needed. I just hope that the talk served as an opening for more chats to come.Wesley is the first to notice me. He stops in his tracks, making Fin to do the same, as well as to quirk his brow at my hand with a bowl of cereal." Sorry, I was hungry, " I try to say." And you didn't think to make some for me? " Wesley says, with a teasing tone but I ignore him." Um, when you're ready, could you take me home?" I ask Fin." Yeah....Sure." He trails off, glancing between Wesley and me.I think he can sense the tension between us.I turn around, heading back to the kitchen. I take a seat on the stool and continue on eating." You have eve
They haven't stopped calling me, Aiden and Owen. I haven't had the guts to answer either one of them because of what happened last night. The images are vivid and my heart still hurts from the betrayal.If only Aiden knew the reason behind me not answering, he'd surely feel the same way, and his reaction would be totally different from mine. Owen hurt me and I don't want to see him right now.I'm still shocked by his actions, how he could even react in such a way and have no regret right after. It's as if all time I'd expressed or spilled about what that bastard did to me, did not matter to him.I'm so confused, but not enough to seek answers right now.A clear mind, that's what I need.Something to clear my mind off things is what Wesley intended on providing for me. I'd already told him about not feeling up to heading home just yet, and like the friend he is, no further discussion was ne
My heart thuds against my chest when I notice him leaning in again.I push at his chest, my hands resting there ." Where's the bathroom? " I ask."Let me show you." He says, eyes closed." No, I- I'll look for it myself. " I mutter, moving from under his outstretched arm and heading over to the pile of clothes on the bed." I didn't know what you would have preferred, so ------------ "" So you brought the whole closet." I tease him, trying to lighten the mood." Too much?" He comes over to stand next to me, peeking a look at me as he rubs at the back of his neck.I nod, an amused smile coming onto my face.I start looking through the clothes, only to notice a piece of lace. I turn to face him with a raised brow, holding up a piece of lingerie in between my fingers.I swear, that I've never seen so much red on a guy's cheeks, like right now, when he takes note of what's in my hand." Anita gave me th
I silently watch him pace up and down in front of me, his jaw set tight and hands clenched into fists." Wes --------"" Don't, " he holds up his hand to silence me. " I need a minute." He says, continuing on pacing." Just don't get yourself worked up about this."" Don't get myself worked up - how the f*ck am I not suppose to, when someone you trusted, actually hi -------------" he huffs, not being able to finish his sentence.Seeing him like this, all bothered by what he's heard, for some reason plays at my heart. It actually reminds me that I haven't had many people worry about me, nor have I opened up the door for them to show me that they care.So to see him like this, plays with my emotions and that makes me scared a bit.I sigh, taking off the shoes and moving on further on the bed to lay in the center, on my back. There's a moment of silence where I'm staring at the ceiling, trying to get ahold of my emotions and
I hear him enter his bedroom but I don't bother to look his way. I just continue staring at the wall, as I lay on my side." Chloe?" I don't answer.I hear him sigh before the bed dips behind me, telling me that he's joined me yet I refuse to acknowledge him.I'm still very much upset with him, he went to my house without talking to me first, he just had to get himself involved. With the time I've gotten to know Wesley, he's not exactly one to think before he does something when upset, or feeling hyped.I can't even be sure of what he may or may not have done, if he bumped into Owen." What was the purpose of you going there?" I ask." To see Owen and maybe punch him in the face." I tense up." Well, did you?" I ask." No, Your brother knocked some sense into me," my body releases all tension." What? Didn't think I had it
"Will you finally tell me where we are going?" I ask, glancing at him after my curiosity gets the best of me.I mean he pretty much asked me to be his ditching Buddy, the least he owed me is knowledge of where we were headed to." Away from there," he says, not giving me the answer I'm looking for.I decide to not ask any further, but let to him have his way for now. For the rest of the trip we remain in silence, and all I do is watch trees become the only thing, I get to see around us.Entering into a dirt road brings a frown upon my face. We've long gone a little way out of town, this trip reminding me of times Aiden and I ran. When at a distance, a beautiful cabin house comes into view, I steal a glance Wesley's way." I needed to get away," he says, the minute he parks in front of the cabin house, which is beautiful by the way and quite big." Are we trespassing?" I as