Her Street Fighter

07.

Chapter Seven
Marebela

"My feet hurt," I complained.

"It's because you need to break the shoes in," he told me dryly. We had already been to all of the stores on the whole block.

My hands were full of shopping bags and I wore a beige trench coat. My fingers were turning red and sore from all the bags I was holding.

"How do I break in the shoes?" I asked.

Before Gunn bought my jacket, I was freezing cold, my body was trembling.

I loved this weather. The fall leaves were covering the sidewalk and the air was crisp and cool. The smell of ginger snap and pumpkin spice fill the air.

A sign on a shop caught my eye and I immediately stopped in my tracks.

Sunday special: Strawberry Sundae

I loved ice cream especially strawberry I love strawberry everything. I would get some whenever my step sisters would bring back they're leftover drinks from their day of shopping. While I was stuck cleaning the house after them.

I ran to Gunn who had already walked so far away and stood in front of him.

"Can we get sundaes?" I asked.

He ignored me and pushed me out of the way harshly may I add, my arm was throbbing from where he touched it.

"I saw an old-fashioned bakery just behind us, it looked pretty cool I think we should go. Plus my feet hurt from all this walking we're doing. We deserve a break," I rambled.

I always get off track when I talk going on and on about the weirdest and most random things.

A felt a tinge of guilt making him pay for me again he already paid for so many of my things today. But I was in need of ice cream and I also told him I would make up for it at the restaurant.

He still ignored me, walking away. My heart ached. Why did I feel rejected? He just didn't want ice cream like I did.

"We could also get food, on the sign it said they were serving baked goods and when I looked into the building I could see sandwiches in the fridge," I explained, hoping it would change his mind. I knew it wouldn't but it was worth a try.

We were already so far away from the delicious bakery because Gunn walked like he was trying to win a race in fast walking. The way he was walking he would probably win in a running race.

"Are you going to at least answer me? Even if it's a no, that's okay. I can handle it but I just want to know if we can be friends since you know I'm going to be living with you for a while," I babbled. "I understand if you don't want to be friends though since you know you don't really know me but I guess we can get to know each other and hopefully eventually be friends. Did you know that I've never had a friend before?"

"Be quiet," Gunn rumbled.

I smacked my lips together and rolled them into my mouth to stop myself from rambling again.

"If I say yes, would you shut the fuck up?" He questioned. His eyes staring deep into mine.

I nodded my head. I knew if I said something else I'd start talking again.

He started to walk back the direction of the bakery and I follow slightly behind.

He was walking fast again. When he got to the bakery he opened the door and went inside. He let the door slam into my face again. I opened the door and went inside following him into the line.