Forbidden Love [bwwm interracial]

Chapter 18- Gala

"I'm home!" I announced as I walked through the door, hands full of groceries.

I heard the shuffle of Jonathan's feet getting nearer. When he rounded the corner, he gave me a bright smile and leaned down to kiss my lips briefly.

"I don't see why you don't make multiple trips," He rolled his eyes, grabbing the heavy bags from me like they weighed nothing.

"I'd rather break my arms than make two trips," I grumbled out, following him into the kitchen.

He mumbled something about stupidity before dropping the bags onto the counter. He dug into them and pulled the contents out, which I started packing away.

It had been a week since my unfortunate reunion with Mr. Gates and I was overjoyed that I hadn't seen or heard from him since.

I was reaching up into a cabinet, and really struggling, when Jonathan shrieked like a teenage girl who just found a spider crawling on her. I turned around quickly - dropping the glass bottle I was holding in the process - to see Jonathan standing there with a horrified look on his face.

"Are you serious?" I hissed, stepping over the broken glass towards this moron. I grabbed my box of tampons off the floor and looked back up to Jonathan's pale face.

"Y-you use those?" He stuttered.

I looked at him cautiously. Was he being serious?

"Would you prefer to see blood trailing behind me as I walked around?" I replied, face expressionless.

He shook his head quickly. "N-no."

"I didn't think so." I gave him a pointed look and stepped around him to walk out the kitchen.

"Oh, Liv," He called out after me.

I sighed and turned around to Jonathan who was tugging on his t-shirt collar and eyeing my personal vampires.

"I'm going to an event tonight."

"Oh, that's nice." My voice came out monotone with a sarcastic ring to it.

He ran his hand through his hair, "I was kind of hoping you would accompany me."

My eyes popped out of my head. "You want me to go with you?"

He cracked a smile, "Well, you are my girlfriend."

And there go the butterflies.

"Yeah," I smiled back, "I'd love to."

Despite my somewhat calm demeanor, I really wanted to skip to the top of the stairs and ride the rail all the way down.

"Alright, be ready within the next five hours." He turned away with a boyish smile on his face at the same time disappointment clouded over me.

"Wait," I called, "I don't have anything to wear."

Without turning back to me, he replied, "Oh yeah, I forgot about that. I guess we can't go anymore."

"I mean, you can still go." I shrugged like it was nothing despite what I was feeling on the inside.

"If you insist." He walked off after that, leaving me, myself, and my womanly sticks.

After a couple moments of standing there alone, I turned and walked up the stairs into my room, the cloud still following closely behind me.

I actually really did want to go out with Jonathan. I know we haven't been dating that long, but we haven't really been out together in public and this would be our shot.