I didn't take my meds today.
Two days ago Caitlin Adams asked if I was bipolar because I was into her on Monday but by Friday I had figured out that she was too demanding.
But those words, that question... it seeped into my soul and tarnished my tho...
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"Hi." She muttered sweetly, greeting my friends around the table.
"What is she doing here?"The irritation was obvious in my voice. Eli sniggered beside me and everyone else became awkward. But these were my friends, I didn't want her telling them what happened in the hotel. I wanted her as far away from them as possible.
"I invited her." Jamie stated the obvious.
"Yes I can see that, but why?" My teammates all burst out laughing at my the dryness in my annoyed tone. I spoke about her like she couldn't hear me.
"You do know, I'm sitting right here?" She pointed out sarcastically.
"Well that's part of the problem, isn't it Blossom?" I rolled my eyes at her and she pouted her cute little lips moodily. I wanted her to leave, she made me feel uncomfortable. I didn't trust her and she knew private information about me.
A thick silence fell over our table and created an itch on my skin. I was a fire breathing dragon, starved for ten days. Jamie on the other hand cluelessly eyed the pair of us with suspicious thoughts.
"What's with the tension? Did you guys hook up?"
"No!" She screeched, letting everyone know the question was absurd.
Jamie warned me not to fuck with her and I was set on keeping my word.
"She wishes." I brushed it off calmly.
"I don't actually," She spoke directly to me. Her voice probably tasted like poison with how venomous she sounded. "I've seen your dick and it's nothing to brag about." The soccer guys burst out laughing. I chuckled lowly, it was sinister and dangerous. It was a unspoken warning for her to shut the fuck up.
The guys all started making bets on how far we'd gone or how we'd last out before jumping into bed together. Apparently I have quite the reputation.
I shuffled closer to Blossom and brought my mouth close to her ear, "Don't throw bullshit on my name Blossom, not when all you wanna be doing is moaning it." My warning was spoken a smooth and seductive whisper, right into her ear. She squirmed in her seat but ultimately didn't react.
The sever came over with our food and I picked up the sub from the small plastic basket and bit into it, ignoring everyone on the table. I skipped breakfast and lunch but I felt full, too full to eat this. That was the trouble with my meds, they suppressed my appetite.
"Fuck, nothing like pubes with a side of dinner." I picked out a really long grey hair from my sub curtsy of the chef. It had bits of cheese and mariana clinging to it as it waved to and fro between my finger.
"Fucking disgusting." Jamie muttered so I moved my hand towards him, taunting him with the hair. He started getting restless, moving away and even going as far as to stand up from his chair. I teased the other players as well who all told me to fuck off.
"Dick." She muttered from across the table.
Fearne's eyes twinkled dangerously in my direction. Every time I looked at her it surprised me at how beautiful she was, it was obvious but I had never really looked at her in that way before.
I exhaled and threw my napkin down on my dish. "I'm done."
She blinked more than usual, her tinted lashes closing ever so delicately. I took her extra blinking as a telltale sign of insecurity and nervous energy, I could relate. Sitting here with my friends she seemed more closed off and shy, quieter and out-of-place.
It was obvious that right here with the 'cool kids' she felt out of her comfort zone. She kept fidgeting with the sleeves on her cardigan, holding onto them tightly, like that would hold her together.
