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“Kalum?” Sarah asks.
I place a french fry inside my mouth. “Hmm?”
She slouches in her seat. “Have you listened to anything I just said?”
I chew the french fry slowly, savoring the taste. No, I haven’t, and I honestly don’t give two shits about what she has to say.
You are annoying, and I can’t even stand the smell of your hair.
What I really want to do is get up and walk over to the girl playing havoc with my emotions, take her to the nearest empty room, and explore every inch of her body, committing it to memory and show her how I feel about her.
“Not really,” I say dryly.
Her face contorts, making her appear like a witch in a horror movie. My lip curls slightly, kicking myself for ever sleeping with her. At first, it was a quick lay. Now, she is planning our future together, and I have zero interest.
“You are such an ass.”
“You’ve expressed this before. If you don’t like my attitude, you know what to do. I’m not keeping you chained to me like a dog.”
Her eyes widen, and Cason chokes on his soda.
“What is your problem?” she asks.
I grab the napkin and wipe my mouth before tossing it on my tray and standing. “I want to be left alone.”
“Why? Because I question the way you are treating me?”
“Exactly. You don’t even let me take a piss. It is always about what you want to do or where you want to go and how you want to do it. Notice I said the word ‘you’ a lot.”
“Baby, sit,” she purrs.
“I’m not your baby, and I don’t want to sit. I want to be left alone,” I snap.
The table grows quiet except for Jimmy. “Dude, relax. She was just talking about all of us going to the county fair and what she wanted to do first.”
I know I’m being a dick, but I don’t know how much more I can take. She is exhausting. I’m not cut out for the boyfriend-girlfriend thing.
“It’s going to be fun,” Wendy chimes in, lightening the mood.
I stand to throw away my trash, getting a small glimpse of Aura, just to see her face, hoping to witness her smile and maybe catch a laugh. She doesn’t notice me because she is showing Exie one of her newest creations.
I recognize it because when she isn’t looking, I watch how she braids the string with expert fingers, a soft crinkle forming on her forehead when she concentrates on adding a design. I can’t lie and say they are not creative because they are. I would wear one, especially if she made it for me, but I don’t dare ask her.
She must feel my stare because she turns her head, and her gaze lands on mine. I’m hoping she looks at me a minute longer so I can admire her pretty face, but like a dark cloud blocking thesun, her features harden like ice, and she averts her gaze. Exie looks over and rolls her eyes.
Brian and Cason walk up next to me to throw away their trash, and I notice Brian glance over at Exie.
A sweet laughter blankets my ears, and I look over at Aura again. Exie smiles, and they both giggle, and like a stupid idiot, I grin. If a laugh could be called music, it’s hers.
Cason clears his throat. “Even her laughter is pretty,” he mumbles.
He isn’t wrong.
That night, I toss and turn in my bed, and I check my phone. One in the morning. I place it back on the charger, and then I hear a whimper and a small noise. I quickly sit up in my bed and try to listen to see if I hear the faint, muffled sound again.
When I’m about to lie back down, I hear it again. Sliding out of my bed, I quietly open my bedroom door and peer my head out to look down the dark hallway. Then I hear it clearly, the sound of someone sobbing and sniffling.
The same feeling in the pit of my stomach comes in full force. It aches inside my soul when I hear her cry, and I can’t take it. I walk toward the closed bedroom door, and I listen to her muffled sobs.
