Wisteria (Eddie x Chrissy) ST

From the Inside

Warning: Non-consensual touching.

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The sun had already set by the time they left the Carver residence. It's dark out. Chrissy sighs as she stares out the window, looking at the houses passing by. The party wasn't terrible. Mrs. Carver went through a lot of trouble to make everything perfect and host so many people. And it was nice. However, that wasn't how she wanted to spend her birthday. That sounds so ungrateful.

'The day is practically over. I didn't think it would last that long.'

All the presents fit in a couple of large gift bags. Once out of their decorative boxes and wrappings, the gifts are relatively small yet expensive. A bracelet, earrings, silk scarf, handbags, an ornate hat with feathers and flowers, designer heels that will murder her feet, a necklace, various types of clothing, perfume, etc. It's what she's come to expect from the people in her family's social circle.

What wasn't expected was Charlotte's gift. Not the one that was given to her in front of the guests. Nope. After they finished eating cake and everyone was busy, she dragged her and Natalie outside to the car, specifically to the trunk. Where the real present was. That almost took them both out. It was some lingerie in a shopping bag that had the price tags cut off.

"Felt pointless wrapping them."

Charlotte said that and shrugged while finding their reactions amusing. Thankfully no one was out there or they would've witnessed a spectacle. An embarrassing one. For once, Natalie was speechless. Chrissy was caught between being a blubbering mess and asking questions that should've been left on the back burner. It was more to herself than wanting an actual answer but she got them anyway.

She took them without a huge fuss in the end to their collective surprise. Part of her is curious about them. Might even try a couple on to see how they look. It was difficult to stop Jason from going through the bag when they were putting the gifts in the backseat of the Jeep. She had it rolled up and said it was a surprise for later so he'd back off. That worked, even though it was undoubtedly a bad move.

Heading down Roseline, Chrissy holds back a yawn and debates what to do after this. Maybe a shower then some TV? The shows she likes aren't on during the weekend. It'll probably end up with her flipping through the channels until eventually falling asleep. A spectacular end to a spectacular day.

The Jeep slows down near the house. When they roll past the streetlight he normally parks under, she watches him curiously. Jason stares straight ahead and doesn't stop until they're out of the light's reach along the curb.

'What's he doing?'

Chrissy keeps him in her side view while straightening out the bottom of her dress. He usually follows the same routine whenever she's dropped off. This is different. They sit in silence for what feels like an eternity with her glancing between him and the time. A few minutes pass. If no one's going to say anything, then she's getting out.

"Thanks for driving me home. Also for the party. It was really sweet of you guys to do that for me." That does nothing. The only change is that his grip tightens on the sides of the steering wheel. Fed up with being ignored, she grabs her purse off the floor to leave.

"Wait." That stops her from opening the door. She raises a brow and lets go of the handle. "I wanted to talk." Jason runs a hand through his hair before sitting up straight in the seat. He scans the street like he's checking to see if anyone's around.

The purse is returned to its spot. What's this about? Hopefully, it has nothing to do with Wednesday. Or another tattletale. That is exactly why she refused to ask anyone in their friend group about weed. It would've reached him within a day at best.