My Trouble Maker

Chapter 3: Bonfire

Trigger Warnings: Underage Alcohol use, kidnapping

I do not promote any illegal acts.

  When I woke up Silas was gone and  surprisingly, was worried about Josiah. Silas left nothing. Not even a single note or anything. 

For some reason my head was a nightmare with thoughts about Josiah like, 'how am I going to tell him' or 'is this cheating?' Throughout the entirety of my morning my mind ran rampant, 'what if he gets angry?'

When I entered the classroom, I tried to make eye contact with Josiah, but he continued talking with his friends? Is he ignoring me? 

WAIT.....Did he already find out? He couldn't have....

Silas on the other hand, was smiling bright at me from the far back of the classroom while I walked to my seat. I gave a little smile because I didn't want him to know that I felt some regret because I didn't want to hurt Josiah. 

Josiah stuck up his hand up after the teacher came in. He said he 'forgot' something in his locker. This is my opportunity to talk to him.  A few minutes later after he left, I asked to use the bathroom. When I walked out, Josiah was looking inside his locker and I approached him. 

"Hey, I wanted to talk to you about last night." I said.

"Last night? What do you mean 'last night'?" he looked confused. 

Is he just going to pretend that he didn't come to my house last night. He was supposed to come, but he didn't. 

"Are you really going to pretend like you forgot." I thought he would be more mature than that. 

"I don't know what you're talking about," he proceeds to stare at me like I'm insane and moved away. 

I turn around and face him."You really don't know what happened?" I shout. 

This is ridiculous. 

"Nope," he simply stated without looking back and walked back inside the classroom.

Did that just happen? I deserve more than a platonic relationship anyway. He can pretend that nothing happened because we're DONE. 

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After school I just wanted to get out of there. I didn't want any more relationships to mess up my life. I just needed a small break. 

I walked outside to the parking lot to get into my car.

Why was Josiah standing by his car like a creep?

In the reality that I didn't want to admit to myself, it was kinda hot. His arms we crossed and he was leaned back against his car, totally flexing his arm muscles. 

I just need that red hair out of my life, remembering our dillema.

 What's his problem now?

"Hey Aurelia, get it my car," he shouted my name my way. He was clearly specifically talking to me. Again, what was his problem?  Like he said earlier, he doesn't remember anything. Does he suddenly want to conjure up the fact that we made out?

"Aurelia, get in the car or I'll make you."

I don't stop to look back and out of nowhere, he starting counting down, "Five...." his back leans off the car. 

"You can't force me to go anywhere with you." I said as I nervously walked faster. He gave me a look that said, 'try me' and said, "Four...."

I was almost to my car.