𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞 | rodrick

ch. 15

Country Club
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Only a few mere days after the horrific dinner where absolutely nothing managed to be in Cynthias favor, words of the country club were spoken. Apparently, according to Greg who passed over some of the information over to Alex who gave it to his sister who told her mum who spilled it to Margot which told her son, Rowley was going to the country club and invited the Heffleys youngest. Sure, the Hardings were always at the club anyways, but it was nice to have a sort of invite through many many different people. It most definitely wasn't a direct invite, nor was it truly one at all, but why not think of it as one?

That morning, all three families had at least one person getting ready to be on the way to go to the country club. Cade, Cynthia, Alex, and Greg, began preparing early in the morning to make it there all around the same time. Music blasted from the teenage girls room, disrupting the rest of the neighborhoods morning. No one dared to complain to the cops though, someone had done that once and it ended very poorly for that person.

Carrying the speaker out of her room, she walked down the stairs with the music in one hand and her bag and phone in the other. Alex was sat in the living room, watching tv while waiting for her to be ready to drive them.

"Come on." She ordered, making him stand up, holding her water bottle and rushing over. Alex handed his sister the bottle which she thanked him for, walking out the door together.

The Sparrows across the road had gotten their membership to the club a few weeks before they had even moved to the town, knowing that time would be spent there. They always thought that it was better to sign up in advance.

Getting into the car, she pulled out of the driveway and almost ran over her neighbor. He stood in the road wide eyed, looking like a deer in headlights. Part of that was somewhat true.

"Fuck, Cade get out of the road!" She yelled with her window rolled down. He walked over to the window, bending over to be level with her.

"Give me a ride?" Cade asked with a smirk, giving her what seemed to be his attempt at puppy eyes. Her own eyes rolled back in her head, nodding as he got into the back seat. It was a bit crowded with their bags for the day all packed back there along with some other random things. Looking through the stuff out of curiosity, his actions went unheard because of the music still playing loudly.

The car pulled into the drive thru at Starbucks, Cynthia looking at her brother to double check if she remembered his order. She did. Turning around, she looked at Cade who sat up quickly and put aside the thing he was looking at. Ignoring the snooping, she asked if he still had the same order as before, to which he said yes.

Pulling up, Cade instantly pulled out his wallet to try to pay for everyone as he always had before. Offering his credit card up, Cynthia tried to slap it away to show that she was the one paying. Still, when the worker went to grab her card, Cades hand slipped between the seats and pushed his to the worker. His face was squished between the gap between the seat and wall.

The worker simply laughed and took his card, using it to pay and giving it back between the seat. Passing the drinks in, Alex was the one to hand back Cades drink to him, knowing that he was about to be lectured. When her mouth opened to begin yelling about how he should've just let her pay, his open hand reached forwards and slapped her across the back of her head.

"What was that for?" She whined, now moving her seat forwards in fear of him hitting her again.

"I've always paid and I always will." Cade explained his motive, one that just made her sigh and accept defeat. The rest of the drive had no more talking between the two, though Alex and Cade shot each other a few confused looks about the girls attitude.