We Can't Be Friends

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Badass

(Rhea)

"Do you wanna sleep?" his whiskey voice pierced inside me.

Do I want to sleep?

I missed the thought of thinking about when Nathan would return when Marcus looked at me like he usually does.

I didn't shake my body. My ajar mouth stared at him shakily. His eyelids were hiding half of his royal blue eyes, yet he had an alcohol effect on my adrenaline.

"I... Yup!" releasing my bated breath, I felt the inconvenience of wearing his coat have become less choking. Marcus seemed to have missed what I said as he looked behind him and reverted his gaze back at me.

"Do you wanna wait for that bastard?" He helplessly asked me. I saw him, who was on the verge of dozing off.

"Bastard?" I jerked back my head.

"Your boyfriend." He said this, scratching his nape.

There's no angle he left me to blame his birth!

I couldn't even realize that he meant Nathan as a bastard.

"Nathan is not my boyfriend." I whined while experiencing the sweetness when he said he'd be my boyfriend one day.

"I don't care though, Cinder." When he ignores something, he'll make use of those contractions, like this time.

Brinjal Bish!

He tried to tell something further when suddenly a silhouette of a bimbo appeared out of nowhere and yanked his face to her side, followed by placing her lips over his and kissing in front of me as if I didn't exist!

What the kangaroo?

That was the noisiest kiss I've ever heard or seen! That floozy was almost over the guy next to me, pushing her mouth harder without giving him a space to blink.

My stomach flipped, and I would have puked if I hadn't turned away from them. Neither Marcus quit the kissing show, unlike her.

Stupid starch in ginger soup!

Are they planning to make out?

I knocked my knees together and sat as a statue in utter embarrassment. She parted from his face after a solid minute, while I sweated and drench his coat. 

All my blood rushed to my face as if I kissed that drunken-hotstar.