If Yesterday was Real (Benson Sisters #1)

Chapter 7: A fake first kiss

Chapter 7: A fake first kiss

Once we get in his car and he turns the engine on, I frustratedly turn all my attention towards him.

"Are you fucking kidding me, Colter?"

His eyes stay glued on the road. When he still doesn't say anything after several minutes, I allow myself to ramble on. "... I've just had the most uneventful dinner of my life and you're still not saying anything?" I don't even know what exactly I'm expecting from him, but it'd be nice if he'd say something reassuring.

His voice is a low whisper when he replies. "I've had those kinds of dinners my whole life, I'm afraid."

"Doesn't excuse you for being an ass." I shoot back swiftly.

He stops at the red light and turns to me. "You signed up for this, cheerleader."

"I signed up to be a fake ass girlfriend during family dinners, not a mistress!"

He tilts his head a little, conveying confusion. "Claire and I are no longer together," he clarifies for the hundredth time tonight, "just because our families are obsessed with us getting back together doesn't mean we're together."

"Bullshit. You still go to her recitals."

"It was the first one since the breakup. And it's going to be the last one," he gives me a strange look. "I don't understand why you're so upset."

Is he kidding me right now? I can tell by the look on his face that he regrets the words that just slipped out of his stupid ass mouth. "Because I was put in the dark! I went to dinner with your parents not knowing what you were benefiting from our entire deal. I didn't know this whole thing started because they wanted you and your ex girlfriend to get married after highschool!" and to make things worse, it's him and some rich ass girl who seems to be the daughter-in-law every parent wants! I secretly pray she's ugly.

His gaze softens. "If you knew about Claire, would you have said yes?"

"Of course not!" I retort back immediately, my mood drooping. "I feel like the antagonist of your bullshit childhood-friends-to-lovers story. Did you see the way your parents were looking at me? Do you know how that fucking feels?"

"Yes," he replies, one hand on the steering wheel. "They've looked at me like that my entire life."

He says it like it's the most normal shit in the world. "They weren't looking at me like disappointed parents, Colt. They were looking at me with disgust. They were looking at me like I was a fucking outcast. You'll never get to feel what I feel, Colter, because you're from a privileged wealthy ass family and I'm the girl no parent would want as their daughter-in-law!"  I don't even realize I'm crying until I taste the saltiness of my tears.

Misery. My mascara is all ruined and I probably look like a laughing stock right now, but I couldn't care any less. I look at Colter, and I imagine myself pushing him out of his fucking car.

Then I feel guilty for having such strong dislike against him when all this shit wouldn't have happened if Daniel knew how to control his dick.

Daniel. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, the image of him and Faye together causing more tears to fly. I cover my face, sobbing throughout the entire ride.

When the vehicle stops, I know immediately I'm outside my apartment.

"I'm sorry, Margery."

His apology is genuine — I could feel it. However, I still can't bring myself to look at him. "Even though you're the one who suggested this entire thing, I feel like I'm the one putting all the effort," I tell him softly. I don't say it for the sake of making him feel guilt, but I say it for my sanity. "Sure, you drive me to school and you drive me home... and I'm thankful for that. But I'm the one who always has to find you in lunch. I'm the one who takes a seat next to wherever you are in Spanish. I'm the one who has to lean near you, or initiate any other flirty acts.