"You have every right not to tolerate people's bullshit."
SPES
"APOLOGIZE."
Aither looked at me as if I'd grown two heads, "Come again?"
"Apologize." I said firmly.
Kuya Eliot taught me before that people have no right to push me around and if I let it pass, I am giving them a free pass to be mean to me.
I am certainly not gonna give Aither that free pass. Not now, not ever.
"Why should I apologize for the way I view people like you?" Smirking, he raised an eyebrow at me.
"Because you have offended me. And the your perception is wrong." I squared my shoulders. I feel like I am being deffensive whenever I am around him.
"And you're asking my apology for what reason?"
"Because I don't want to tarnish the trust that Moree and the other councilors gave me when they voted me as a councilor." I shot back calmly.
I noticed the number eyes that stared at us when they passed by. I took note of how they took their time sizing me up as if thinking all the possible reasons why Aither is talking to me. Some even snicker and some look at me with disgust while some smirk like they are already laughing on what I will look like when Aither dumps me. If ever they're thinking that I am one of his sluts.
"And why should you care about them? If you fail, you fail. That's inevitable." He grinned slyly.
"It's not inevitable if you'll just apologize." I've faced a lot of people before and an arrogant jerk is not a challenge to me.
"Why do you care so much about what people would think of you?" He stepped closer to me and I have to arch my neck a little to meet him in the eye.
"I don't. I just don't wanna be seen as an irresponsible councilor." I paused and a realization struck me. Why the hell do I care about Aither, anyway? I'll just do this crap on my own.
"Y'know what? Screw you. I'll just figure this out alone." Then I side stepped and was on my way to walk away when he gripped my elbow to stop me.
"What is it with you and screwing people, huh?" I jerked away from him and my face screamed like what the heck? He stopped me just to ask that question? The heck.
"It's catchy." I shrugged and resumed my interrupted walk-out.
He stopped me again, "Where are you going? I thought you need me to be a--" he made quoting gestures in the air "--responible councilor."
"I'll just figure it out on my own. I don't need you." I said and arched an eyebrow at him, "When I was pushing you to apologize to me earlier you retaliate but know that I am walking away, you're suddenly concerned." I watched him swallow loudly.
"Say, Aither, are you on reverse psychology?"
"What? Don't be ridiculous." He waved his hand dismissively, "I just don't want my twin mad at me again."
I stared at him waiting for him to call off his bluff.
"Come on." He said.
"Apologize." I say.
He was about to say something when I cut him off, "And please do it sincerely. I am nothing but casually polite towards you."
"Why is it so important to you? It's just a word."
"And a word can mean so much to someone. Apologize for your foul judgement towards another human being." I looked at him with defiance.
"I'm sorry." He spoke with the loudness of a whisper.
