If You Ask Me I'm Ready

Chapter 9- Welcome to the Twilight Zone

Chapter 9

What goes around comes around

Violet walked back into the pub and to her seat next to Wesley.

Wesley put his arm around her shoulder and squeezed.

"You were gone for quite sometime, are you ok?"

Violet smiled wanely as she looked at a spot in the region of his chin.

"I'm fine, just needed some air that's all. The alcohol wasn't such a good idea I guess."

Wesley laughed and soon was immersed back into a conversation with the cute blonde. She sure does move quick, Violet thought sardonically to herself. Not long after, Philipp came back to the table and sat down.

Violet felt ill.

"Wesley, I think I'm going to grab a cab and head home. I don't feel so good," she said.

Wesley looked slightly annoyed.

"I thought we were supposed to hang-out? I'm sure it will pass if you give it a moment," he said.

Violet could feel her temper rising. He really could be a petulant little boy when he wanted to. 

But as quick as her anger came it fled.

"I know baby but I'm bushed. You'll find me at home," she said as she got up.

Wesley was still pouting but he was interested in continuing his conversation with the blonde.

"You can help yourself to my pyjamas. You'll find them in the bag," he said.

She could feel Philipp's eyes boring holes into her face.

"Are you two together?" he asked Wesley.

Wesley blushed like a little boy and muttered something about it being complicated.

Violet stole a look at Philipp and saw his jaw tighten. Good. Let him think what he wants from that response.

She gave Wesley and Sloane a hug and said goodbye to all the occupants of the table but pointedly ignored Philipp.

She walked out the front of the pub this time and was glad to see that it was busy. She was about to start her search for a taxi when she felt a hand on her shoulder.

She jerked her body away knowing exactly who it was.

"That boy of yours is no good. He didn't even come outside to see if you got into a proper cab," Philipp said, his disgust for Wesley un-hidden.

"That's because he knows I can take care of myself," she said hotly.

Philipp raised an eyebrow.

She wrapped her arms around herself and began walking down the street looking for a cab. She found one and negotiated a good price with the driver. She hopped in and willed the car to move. But that would have been too good to be true. 

Philipp climbed in from the other side.

The taxi pulled of the curb as he texted someone from his phone ignoring her.

Fine. Two could play that game.

She stared out of the window not bothering to ask where he was going or why. She probably wouldn't like the answer anyway.

But having him in the cab with her was exciting. Already she could feel the hum of excitement in her heart. She was reminded once again of her unwelcome realization.