A sin

chapter 6: A sin

"oh no- Joe you didn't have to...." I moan as Joe hands me a bouquet and a cute soft toy.
"Just take it now-" He rolls his eyes at me and I just chuckled softly.
"You know I've....never got any flowers till now" I say as I tangled my hands around his arm and we walk towards the nearest cafe.

"Mhm" he just hummed and looked at his phone, not even paying attention to me since the first day of our date. How obnoxious of him. But I don't want to complain. Maybe he's just a shy guy?
We took a seat, after a while we decided to order something.
"So....what do you wanna eat?" I asked as I looked at the menu.
"Anything you order?" He shrugs with a lame expression.
"Okay- mhm- I'll just order fries....and...a cold coffee- is that fine with you?" I looked at him, he nods and goes back to check his phone.

I sigh a little and let it be. I gave the order and waited till then.
"...so....how did you notice me? You said you went to the same high school as me?" I asked.
"I don't know" he mumbled, while his eyes are still glued to the screen.
"Oh-" I didn't even know if I should ask him any more questions.

After some minutes of sitting there like a stone, the food finally arrived.
"Thank you" I smiled at her and she smiled back before walking away.
I was reaching out for the plate when I accidentally pushed the the glass of water and it drenched my dress.
"Oh- no" I gasped and shifted back, he looks at me with a frown and he starts getting agitated. "Couldn't you be more careful?" He groans and grabs a handful of tissue and tossed it to me, I looked at him with hurtful eyes but he rather yells again "what are you looking at? Was that because of me now?" I got so embarrassed with the people around the table who were glaring at us.

The server quickly came to us with a mob and a cloth. She hands me the dry cloth and I cleaned my dress, "Jeez" he sighs and laid back in his chair and takes a bite to his fries.
After the server was done with the cleaning, I quietly sat there sipping on my coffee.
"I hate him. I hate this boy"
"I want Marcus...I want him, I miss him."

He sighs a little, and slide the fries to me. "Aren't you going to have it?". I shook my head and quietly sipped my coffee.
"Why would you be upset now?" He hissed a little. "If you were more careful then this wouldn't have happened?" He keeps going on. "Thank goodness. The bouquet's a'ight" he checks the bouquet but not me.
Is he supposed to? Does he care about me? Did I make a mistake dating this boy? Should I break off with him?

I tossed the bouquet and the soft toy on the bed. I stood there for a while before sighing tiredly. I pushed myself back on the bed and buried my face on my pillow and weeped a little. I looked at the stuffy while wiping off my tears before grabbing the toy and hurl it across the room.
"I hate you" I yell and cry again.