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The ride home from the game felt painfully long. Luca forced Angelo to ride with me in hopes we would talk the tension between us out—which i feel is stupid.
Not talking it out, the fact that there's tension in the first place is annoying though.
It was dead silent, the only sound was the tires running across the road.
The other obvious thing on my mind and probably his is what had just happened to Jolece. It was confusing how it happened, and out of the ordinary.
Jolece had been cheering for years, I wonder how this was the night she messed up. Not only that, she let her arrogance be the end of her life. If she would've just stayed in the position they were in, they wouldn't have to move from one spot to another while in an already dangerous position.
I looked over at Angelo who looked completely unfazed, satisfied even. If anyone, i'd think he would be the main person in shock. Sure, he didn't like her at all, who would after what she did to him? But to watch her fall and crack her head open on the gym floor and not seem traumatized at all is completely unorthodox for him.
"what's on your mind?" I asked after viewing his facial expression.
"sleep," He responded blankly.
he really does not care at all.
"That's it? What about what just happened back there?" I probed at him.
I watched his face slowly start to contort to a more sinister expression. A small grin found its way on his face, almost as if he wanted to laugh just at the thought of her falling. His eyes glinted contentment and achievement, like he had just found his inner peace.
"You don't seem so sad about it yourself, why's that?" He turned the question around on me.
"I'm sure as hell not happy about what happened to her, nobody deserves to die." I defended.
Nothing else came out of his mouth besides a shady scoff, meaning he disagreed with me.
"what? so you think that was what she deserved?" I solicited worriedly. I detected his leg starting to bounce, still not sure if it's out of being anxious, "i have no thoughts on what happened to her," He attempted to dismiss.
Silence and inner musings were beginning to fill the car again, only until i found something to say in return. I'm well aware that he just wants me to shut the fuck up and leave him alone, granted, he's still embarrassed i now know about his crush on me. I wonder how long he's going to flail away from the topic though.
"you think she deserved it, didn't you?" I knowingly interrogated.
"yup," He replied shamelessly with heavy levity. This was a new side of him i've never seen, hell, i don't even think Luca has seen this. He's completely nonchalant about his ex best friend dying brutally. Everything about him before screamed of being immersed in bloodlust and revenge, now he was just meticulously stoic.
