𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 | 𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨

010. animals 🦮

happy women day! for all of the woman out there; stay strong, stay kind, stay healthy! you are strong and you are beautiful! you are the reason the world is a better place! i love you ❤️

evangeline cromwell

"I will take you home. Now get your ass in the car." Henry said for the tenth time but I still refused.

"You can't take me home, Henry! What if my parents see you?" I couldn't risk it. If they found out I sneaked out it was fine. But if they find out I have a friend they don't know about they will go crazy on me.

"Evangeline, I don't care. I won't let you go home barefoot. You either let me take you home or you stay here until morning." The idea of spending the night with him and his friends made me quite curious and for a second I wanted to say fuck my parents and the consequences I will have to endure and just stay here. But I knew it was wrong. But it felt right.

"You're stressing me out. I will have white hair just like you if I keep being around you." Reed laughed, then Matteo laughed but Henry didn't move an inch of his beautiful face.

"I will still drive you even if you make fun of my hair." Damn it, I thought it would work.

"Say something nice about me and I'll let you drive me home." If I get locked up again, I have to get something out of it. And him telling me something nice about me was something worth being locked up for.

He looked at me and didn't say anything. His friends were whispering something to each other, maybe guessing what he would say. But I bet on everything I own that none of us expected what he said. "I killed someone for you."

My face fell and my eyes widened. I was taken aback by what he said. I bet his friends were too.

"Now," He said and picked me with one hand like a sack of potatoes and threw me on his shoulder. "Let's get to the car."

"Byeeee!" I waved to his friends who waved confused back.

"What you said wasn't true, right?" I mean, who would want to hurt me? I don't know anyone.

"Is your nightgown in the bathroom?" He asked and I wrote the word 'yes' on his back with my finger.

Henry put me down. "Go take it." I did what he told me. Him being almost 24 years old made me do the things he said. My parents told me to always respect my elderly.

I took my almost dry nightgown off the radiator, took a quick glance in the mirror and exited the room.

We started walking towards the car but Henry didn't know my plan. I wouldn't let him drive me home. I'll just make him believe that.

When we were close to the car, I started running but Henry quickly caught me by the waist and picked me by the stomach with one hand, dragging me back to him. "In. The. Car." He articulated every word.

"But I don't wanna go with you." I cried out but there was no point in it. Henry was already taking me in the car and placed me in the passenger seat and put my seatbelt on.

"You're hurting my feelings, Evangeline." He said when he got in the car.

"It's not like that. I'm actually protecting you. If my father sees you, he'll shoot you!" I tried to sound as serious as I could so he could see I wasn't joking.

Henry only looked at me with bored eyes and started driving the car. "I'm serious!" I continued. "He has like this big gun and it's always loaded. It's under his bed. He can easily take it and shoot you."

"And I have a dead wish. I bet we'll get along." I couldn't believe him. How can he not care about his life? I exaggerate with my dad shooting him but he will probably hit Henry or something.

"This is your last warning Henry."

"Finally."

I gave up. I can't make him change his mind. "Stubborn bitch." I murmured while putting my hands over my chest and turning my head towards the window.

"What was that?"

"I said you're a stubborn bitch." I say without looking at him.

"If I don't care about your well-being, I am mean. If I care about your well-being, I'm a stubborn bitch." Henry said and sighed. "I really don't understand you."

"You have to do anything I say. There's no point in trying to understand me." I gave up on that myself so I can't ask him to do it.

"I'm not a dog!" I got deja vu from the party.

"You would make a cute golden retriever," I said when I analysed him. He would be so cute to play with. And imagine him sleeping at your feet and going with him to the park and —

"Stop imagining me as a golden retriever." I guess he realised I was dreaming about him being a little cute puppy.

"Do you like dogs?" I asked him.

"I guess so." Henry shrugged. "Do you?"

I smiled without realising it. "I love animals. I wish I could adopt every single animal on the streets. When I grow up I want to have a golden retriever and a black cat."

"I thought cats and dogs didn't get along."

"Andrew has a cat and a dog and they get along just well. I guess it depends on the animals themselves." The cat's name is Larry. He is the cutest hairless cat I ever met. The dog's name was Barry and he has dwarfism and I can swear he is the sweetest animal ever.

"How's Andrew?" I was surprised he asked about that. I looked at him but I couldn't read any emotion on his face so I just gave up.

"I don't know. I haven't talked to him. I hope he's okay." He was sick yesterday and I wanted to go to his house to make sure he was okay but my mom started making her famous apple pie and I had to help her.

"Couldn't you text him or something?"

"Yeah, if I had a phone, I would." Life would be so much easier if I had a phone.

"You don't even have a phone?" He said surprised and looked at me a few seconds before looking back at the road.

"No. I don't even have a phone."

"But you called me." He sounded more confused.

"It was Andrew's phone," I said.

He nodded and stopped the car. We were in front of my house.

The lights were on. Mom, Dad and Andrew were outside, waiting for me.

A/N:
this is such a short chapter, i'm sorry!!!! but hey, we all love short chapters, don't we?