Deception of the Mind

Coca-Cola Please

"Nate's not here sorry," I say calmly and tap my foot getting impatient.

"Don't lie to me. His car is parked out front." I look around him at the Black Infiniti parked in my driveway.

"He was here last night but he had to leave. Gas tank's empty so he had a friend pick him up. Sorry you missed him." He smirks.

"Sorry, to have waste your time. When he shows up to get his car, call me." He hands me a card. I through it on the ground and smile.

"I wouldn't call you to attend his funeral if you asked me to." He glares at me and turns around, taking his men with him. Even the ones who came jumping over the fence to my fucking back yard. I make sure they're out of sight and slam the door.

"Who the hell were they?" Henley asks crawling from behind the couch. I march up the stairs and go into my room. CeCe is on my bed watching tv but Nate, not so surprisingly, is missing.

"Where the fuck is Nate?" I turn off the tv. She points to the bathroom and gets out of my room closing the door behind her. "Nate!" I bang on the door.

"What?" He asks through the door.

"Open the fucking door!"

"Hold on." I look at the door with my fist clenched. You bring some strange mafia men to my front fucking door and then tell me to hold on? He opens the door and smiles.

"What the hell, Nate! Those guys came to my fucking house looking for you! Who the fuck where they and why do they want you? What the fuck did you do?" I scream at him. He holds my arms.

"I didn't do anything. I don't know why they're looking for me okay. You know where I am. I'm either at school, my house, or with you. That's all baby." He rubs my arms assuringly. I shake my head and walk away from him.

"No! That isn't all 'baby'. You can't sugarcoat your way out of this one! I have enough people after me, Nate! I don't need mafia guys following me around too! And I damn sure don't know where you are. Because you didn't go to fucking school or home when you blew me off on our date! Or how about last night? When I heard fucking gun shots on the phone! It didn't sound like a fucking video game to me!" I pace back and forth around my room.

"Look, just calm down. I'll explain everything to you. Just calm down." He stands behind me and wraps his arms around me.

"Don't tell me to calm down Nate. I want you to be safe that's why I'm so mad! Your one of the few people I actually care about." He kisses my neck and sighs.

"I know baby. I care about you too. And I'm sorry about those guys showing up." I turn around in his arms and look up at him.

"Now explain." He sits down on my bed and pulls me into his lap.

"A few weeks ago I went gambling at this illegal poker game. Long story short, the place got busted up. They think I'm with the Feds and are after me." He stops and laughs. "No, but last night I really was playing a video game. I was playing COD." I smirk.

"I could beat your ass any day on COD. And for those guys who think your with the Feds, don't worry. You can stay here for a couple of days because I'm pretty sure they will look at your house." He pats my leg and looks at me.

"Are you sure?" I nod my head and shrug.

"I mean it's no problem. The gang stays here all the time. And you can too." He smiles and kisses me.

"I meant are you sure you can beat my ass at COD." I hop out of his lap and grab his hand, dragging him downstairs.

When we get down the gang is in the living room watching tv.