Temporary Affair (slow updates)

thirteen | up in the air pt 2

Slumping on the floor against the wall, Tremaine hugged his knees to his chest, groaning annoyed, as he listened to Stevie bang for what felt like thee hundredth time on thee locked door of the yoga studio. Which they'd been "trapped" in for the past twenty minutes. After Ari and Leah conjoined their minds together. They tricked Tremaine and Stevie into believing the other wanted to talk and apologize.

But the moment the two got into the room. It didn't take long for them to realize neither had plans on saying anything nice to one another. And definitely not apologizing.

"That's not working, genius, it hasn't for the past twenty one minutes now, it's sound proof it helps drown out the outside noise so that people can mediate better during the yoga session,"

Stevie lowered her balled fist. Slowly turning her head to stare across the studio at him. Glaring directly at his face. She rolled her eyes. "How bout' you get up off your pampered ass and help? Or shut the fuck up talkin' to me,"

"Whatever," Tremaine smacked his lips.

Stevie mumbled insults and curse words as she turned back around towards the door. "It's your fuckin' fault we're in here anyways,"

"Me?!?" Tremaine yelped shocked. "How the fuck is us being locked in here my fault? Your friend is the one who said you wanted to apologize for being wrong," He voiced shrugging his shoulders.

"Apologize?!? To you? For what I didn't do shit to you. You, should be the one on your hands and knees apologizing to me. Leah told you wanted to!"

"No! I fucking didn't, your friend Ari came into the locker room and told me meet you here to talk, that you wanted to apologize, I didn't tell nobody shit bout' me apologizing,"

Stevie's face tightened with anger. Vexxed, and feeling played, now, by her friends for their devious act. Her teeth clenched as she drug her arms up to her breasts. "Hmm... It makes sense now. So they set us up, mhmm--" She tucked in her lips frowning.

Tremaine stood from his spot on the floor. Walking over to where Stevie stood next to the door. "I should've knew something was up, why would you need to see me in here, fuck, he got me,--" He laughed.

Stevie clicked her tongue laughing lightly. Dropping her arms she smiled. "That's the game they wanna play? Alright well game on, you got your phone on you?"

"Uh.. yeah why?" Tremaine patted his sweat pants pockets for his cellphone.

Pulling it out he handed it to Steve. Towering over her shoulder as she turned away from him, he peeked at his screen to see her texting an unknown number.

xxx-xxx-xxxx -- better check on your friend.. I lost my temper and hit her ass!

"Why you...." Tremaine's eyes widened at the text as he grabbed for his phone.