“And I chose violence,” she said.
“No, babe, you chose to stand up for yourself and kick some ass,” I said.
There it was again.
That word.
Babe.
No longer April? No longer Auggie? No longer the annoying, dorky girl with braces?
She was now… babe?
A babe? Or just babe?
Everyone continued to stare at April and me.
I wasn’t sure if it was more staring at me because of who I was or mostly April because of the ass-kicking-clinic she just put on for everyone to see.
“What are you drinking?” Bailey the bartender asked.
“Uh…”
April spun around and looked up at me.
Her eyes looked different.
I thought I saw her shaking a little.
I touched her arms. “Adrenaline rush?”
“I want to get out of here,” she said. “Is that okay?”
“Yeah, sure,” I said. “Back to my place?”
April nodded.
I said a quick goodbye to Bailey the bartender, then April and I left.
She apologized six times on the ride back to my place.
When it came time for the seventh apology, I decided to make a move…
She stoodnear the sliding glass door.
Lingering as I approached with a drink in each hand.
“You know, you can go out there in the dark,” I said. “There aren’t any monsters.”
“You don’t know that,” April said.
“Are you afraid of monsters,Auggie?”
She turned and curled her lip at me.
“A drink,” I said. “That was a wild thing you did back there. You really took that guy down. I’m very impressed.”
“And I’m very sorry about it,” April said. “I ruined our night.”