Teach Me to Please | Please Me #1

TWENTY THREE

  Harder, harder, harder.

  Faster, faster, faster.

I groaned.

"It's not coming off!" I threw my sponge back in the bucket.

"No! I think it's making some progress!" Rya defended. I knew she was lying for my benefit.

We were currently in my garage, scrubbing off the spray-paint – well, attempting to. It wasn't really working.

"We've been at this for hours!" I complained. "We've barely scrubbed off anything!"

"Don't be so negative, it'll work!" we had poured tonnes of soaps together to create, in Rya's words, 'the ultimate soap', and got several sponges and buckets of water, even a freaking mop, to try and clean this shit off.

And it still wasn't working.

"I'm so screwed!" I sighed and wiped the sweat off my forehead. Luckily, my parents were out of town visiting my uncle and weren't coming back till next week meaning we had a good few days till this car had to be spotless.

"How mad do you think your dad's going to be?" Rya cringed. God, I could imagine the look on his face.

"He had his eye on this car for ages and finally got it last year. He's going to be so upset." I'd be the worst daughter ever, in other words.

"Why did you decide to drive his car? I could have given you a lift."

"Because," I began. "He was out of town and I haven't been out on the road in ages! It was just one time and look at how I've fucked it up."

I leant back on the hood and ran a wet hand through my hair.

"How were you supposed to know Leah would do something like this? How did she even know that this was your car?"

"She probably spied." I mumbled. A worry came to mind. "Shit. What if she knows that –"

"She won't." Rya quickly cut me off. "And even if she tells everyone, who the hell will believe it. You've not spent your whole life building up this platform for her to come and knock it down, trust me on that."

I sighed in relief, a worry still lingering in my gut but not as big as before. "Thanks."

When Christopher said we better watch out, I didn't think anything like this would happen. I guess I shouldn't have underestimated what a bitch Leah could be. That meant Christopher must also know what a bitch his cousin is too. Must run in the family, I guess.

"What I don't understand is why Adam would let her do this when he knows that –"

"I know." I sighed again. "I didn't pin him to be this low." It sucked. No, it sucked more than sucked. It fucking power vacuumed. I just prayed Adam looked like a fucking idiot when Leah's true nature was revealed and comes crawling back to me. Whether I decide to take him back or not will be up to how I feel.

In one way, I felt like an idiot for still having feelings for him, but then I remembered our time together. Sure, we were on and off, but that didn't mean we weren't friends in between. Even when we were on a break and I needed him the most, he was there without a single hesitation. He became more than a boyfriend or a friend, sometimes he became a lifeline.

And now he's cut me off for dead.

And it hurt.

"Hey." Rya touched my shoulder. "Look, my mom knows a guy at the auto shop that can have this cleaned in no time."