The Deviants

Coffee and confrontation

The boyish smile that had graced his face still remained. Of course he was still an ass but nonetheless he was here.

"Sorry I'm late my therapy went late." I said as I took off my jacket off.

I've had three therapy sessions since I've got back and let's just say that I would rather tip my own hair out than go. Nothing eventful happens and we end up sitting there.

"Long time no see." He said while taking a sip of his coffee. His thick red sweater complemented his deep skin tone. Which looked allot more lively since the last time I've seen him.

"Oh really was that not you who snuck me in those special brownies not even a month ago?" I asked while placing my jacket in the back of my chair and then taking a seat across from Archie.

He snorted laugh, "nope, must have been some one else." He had a sparkle in his eye.

"You look good, atleast a lot better than the last time I saw you." He said while leaning back in his seat.

I let a scoff.
He sure knows how to be forward.

"So you weren't into psycho- leisure? Honestly, I thought it looked chic." I joked.

"Oh trust me, I'd think you would look sexy in a trash bag." He said with a twinkle in his eye.

I snorted a laugh with an eye roll.

This guy never stops with his comments. As much as I pretend to hate it, I appreciate the laugh. That is until he says something stupid or bat shit crazy.

I rolled my eyes and went to take a sip of my coffee. As I felt the warm liquid coat my tongue, he said something that caused me to choke on the coffee.

"Hey but you are the most gorgeous girlfriend that I could have asked for."

After fighting for my life for a few minutes I grasp my chest and my eyes bulging out of my head.

"Would you shut up, keep your voice down!" I whisper yelled at him while leaning closer to him over the table.

"What you don't want people to know you are my girlfriend!" He loudly stated while adding extra emphasis on the girlfriend part.

I swear if I could give him just one good punch to the head and he'd be out cold.

Many people turned their attention towards us, and I shot daggers at Archie.

It's not that I'm embarrassed of him. He's gorgeous with his deep skin tone, and gorgeous features.

If anything we would be a match made I heaven at least to everyone else. The drug dealer and the murderer.

It's crazy how so much I tend to focus on the opinion of everyone else.

"You know I would be ten times better in bed than him." He teased with a playful wink.

I leaned back with my arms crossed. "I doubt that."

I fought hard to hold back my bashful nature. This guy brings out a different side of me that would seem rather bold.

His mouth dropped in surprise for a minute before being placed with o proud smile.

"Shall we put these accusations to the test?" He asks.

"Well isn't this interesting?" I hear a voice come from behind me. As I turn around to be faced with Macie.

Her chocolate brown hair had been cut to a short bob since the last time I saw her, and her tan skin seemed to have a healthy bronzed tone. She looked good.