I hate you more

14. A Nasty Interaction

"Blake what's" Talia starts but gets cut off

"just stay quiet" he orders and seconds later the door opens letting two guys in they are both tall, not as tall as Blake or Tristan but still tall

The one is covered in tattoos he's got short dark hair and brown eyes, the other is pretty much the same just looks like he's smoked since he could talk

"well ain't this just a sight for sore eyes" the one speaks, he's definitely smoked since he could talk you can hear the smokers lungs quite easily as he talks

My one leg extends out and it locks with Talia's as we make eye contact we can occasionally communicate with out eyes with the way we look at each other

'what the fuck is going on'
'I don't know but I don't like it'

"mmh I wonder which ones the sister" the tattooed one says, his voice sounds like he smokes as well just not as violently

"what do you want Mick" Blake bites angrily at the   men who are hungrily eyeing me a Tils

"I recon it's this one she looks like him, I wouldn't mind taking you for a ride sweetheart you look like fun"  the tattooed on says, I can instantly feel my blood boiling

"it's definitely not you, no you're something much more special" the one that smokes speaks I struggle to bite my tongue

"bite your tongue Nick" Tristan speaks struggling to keep myself in his seat if it wasn't for the fact that Talia had hold of his hand I'm pretty sure Tristan would of thrown a punch

"I've got a question for you blue eyes" the tattooed one says it gets my attention pretty easily as I'm already annoyed at the comments passed at Talia

My eyes shoot up in his direction my hand pulling into tight fists gripping onto the Leather seat

"do you taste as good as you look, I bet you do, how about you ditch him and I'll show you how a real man fucks a pretty little thing like you" he says and I struggle to control my face as my bows scrunches up in disgust at the guy who's grinning at me stupidly

My leg starts shaking under the table, not from fear but from anger, I have serious anger issues and I feel like I'm about to explode I can't stand people like this they disgust me

A warm hand grips my thigh suddenly rather high up a little too high up if I don't say, it's Blake he could some how tell I was going to explode so he grabbed my thigh squeezing it firmly

The sudden contact gets my boiling blood to calm as my eyes meet with his for a second before he looks back at the guys

"how about we take this outside yeah leave the girls out of it" he says as he stands up Tristan almost in sink with him as he stands up as well they are a few inches taller than the two strangers

"that sounds like a great idea" Nick I think his name is says before stepping aside to let them go first the motion makes Blake laugh

"I don't think so" he says standing his ground blocking the booth Tristan doing the same with a tsk the boys walk out

"Joe" blake yells before stepping out the door

A boy behind the counter looks up at him, Blake points his fingers at his eyes then over to me and Talia the boys nods understanding what Blake is asking without needing to share a word

This boy has minions everywhere

"what do you think that's about" Talia asks softly while I stare out the window looking at the boys who seem to be getting in a very heated argument

"I don't know Tils" I say and make eye contact with Blake who was already looking at me I can see his jaw clenched from here 

He breaks eye contact and looks back at the guy stood infront of him the tattooed one

"would you girls like another tray" a boys voice says making jump it's Joe the one Blake told to keep an eye on us

"what are they talking about" I press dryly completely ignoring his question

"you'll have to ask Blake that" he says and dismisses himself

"let's go" Blakes voice suddenly says almost instantly grabbing my attention he's at the door holding it open Talia and I quickly get up and walk over to the door

the second we step outside Tristan grabs hold of Talia and guides her to his car quickly, rather too quick almost pulling the poor girl off her feet

Blake puts his hand on my back and walks us over to the car not as forcefully as Tristan just did with Talia but still rushed, he opens the passenger door for me and closes it behind me once I'm in, the car is already running so I open my window a little

Blake and Tristan meet half way between their cars "you get her back to yours not hers, your's" Blake says and Tristan nods before they do that hand shake that makes a clap noise that all boys in history have done

Blake walks back over to the car as Tristan walks over to his and the two manics race out of the parking lot Tristan going towards where the collage would be Blake going in the opposite direction further away from the collage

"where are we going?" I manage to ask after a while of silence

"a secret spot" he says calmly his eyes focused on the road ahead, for someone who's an illegal race car driver he actually drives really well on the normal road

"so.... Tristan" I mumble

"what about him Kady-Ann" he responds dryly

"you trust him" I ask curiosity getting the best of me

"with my life" he responds confidently with a nod

"and with Talia?" I ask yet again, I care about that girl I need to know she will be okay

"why would I tell Tristan to take her to his if I didn't trust him around her" he says in a way that makes it sound like I just asked a really stupid question

"sooooooo this secret spot"

Jesus Kady what is wrong with you, why are you asking the guy so many questions, why are you being so chatty, is it all the sugar? Most likely all the sugar

"you'll see" is all he says and I some how manage to keep myself quite the rest of the ride