Chapter 12

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•·.·Espresso's POV·.·•

When I woke up, I was on the bed

I felt an arm around me

'Wait..'

"GAH WHAT THE FUCK" I exclaimed as I quickly got off the bed

"What?" Steak Bowl asked

I glared at her

"You have got to be kidding me" I groaned

"You were on the floor" She said

"FOR A REASON"

"Well too bad"

"I have a boyfriend already. I don't want YOU touching me or cuddling with me!"

"Well is he here?"

"No because I was fucking kidnapped"

"Too bad. You're here now"

I scoffed, got up, and went to my desk

"How did you even get a boyfriend? You're so salty" Steak Bowl said

I just looked at her

"Oh please. I'm not salty around him. Because I actually love him. I'm literally being forced to date some brat who can't take no for an answer" I snapped

"Hey I'm not a brat!" Steak Bowl complained

"You have the right to think what you want"

"No need to be all salty because you're away from your boyfriend!"

"It's not only because I'm away from my boyfriend. It's because I'm away from the only cookies who care about me"

"I care"

"Well my phobia makes it hard to trust others. Sooo"

"What is it?"

"I'm not telling your ass. You're gonna say I'm attention seeking even though a doctor diagnosed me with it"

"I won't"

"Did I not say I can't trust other cookies easily?"

"How could you not trust me? I'm your gf"

"No your not. I'm taken"

"Our parents said we're dating"

"I say we aren't"

"Our parents know better!"

'I'm pretty sure I am smarter than both of our parents, but alright go off I guess'

"Uh huh. Yeah. Definitely" I said

"Tell me what the phobia is! I'm trustworthy!" Steak Bowl said

"...You don't understand what it's like to be scared of trusting others"

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