This Is It.

Chapter 10

Jaiden

"What did the two of you even talk about before I got there?"

"Few things. She even asked me about Jayden. Did you say something about him to her?"

"No. Never. Why would she ask you about him though?"

"I don't know. You saved me. You arrived right when I was about to answer."

"And left again. I had an early night thanks to y'all."

"You were being proud G."

"You of all people should know that I was not being proud. Don't say things like that because if there's one thing I don't have, it has to be pride."

"I know G but she doesn't know you like I do. Obviously she didn't understand. You left, why did you leave man? Come on."

"I didn't want to be there you forced me and besides you just had to point out that we were wearing the same outfit."

"I thought y'all planned it. Don't kill me. Anyway you better fix things. Poor child was so devastated after you left"

"Look G, I have things to do so I'm hanging up this call right now. Bye." I hung up the phone and got off the car. There was a person standing outside of the dance studio and I wanted to check who it was.

I walked through the cold breeze of the morning towards the doors. "Excuse me, whoever you are, what are you doing here?" When the person finally turned to look at me after taking their precious time. I regretted why I even asked.

"Goodmorning Sir. I'm just waiting for the studio to be opened." Bianca. "In the cold. Are you crazy?"

"I wasn't aware of it until I actually arrived." Loads of thoughts were going through my mind. The most disturbing one was that, I didn't have the keys and the person who had the keys was only going to arrive at 09:00. It was 07:55 in the morning.

"Well I'm going back to my car. I can't handle the cold," I stated turning my back on her and walking back to the car. I didn't know why I told her that. That meant she knew that I couldn't handle cold weathers. She knew something about me even if it was just a small detail.

After about 15 minutes of looking at her I started to feel guilty. It was a really cold morning and she kept shivering. I lowered my window and did the one thing I hated most. Shouting. I told her to come sit with me in the car because I couldn't take my eyes off her and her shivering disturbed me.

"Why are you not opening the studio?" She asked.

"Well maybe it's because I don't have the keys," I replied.

"Oh, I'm sorry for asking."

The awkward energy in the car didn't last long because I heard a soft sniffle coming from her.

"I'm sorry. Do you have tissues?"

"Yeah," I said and passed her the box of tissues. I wondered if she was actually crying because I left her in the cold or was it because of something else.

"Look if you're crying because I left you out in the cold then-"

"Don't apologize. I'm not crying because of that." I couldn't believe that she thought I was about to apologize because I definitely wasn't. I was going to tell her to grow the fuck up.