Skinny

Chapter Six

The next morning we're awoken by a phone ringing as loudly as humanly possible. I cannot believe him. Here I am visiting him and I'm sure it is that bitch Aria calling. Gosh I hate her. Luke rolls over and reaches across my body to find his phone. After his eyes adjust his face grows serious and my heart drops in my stomach. I knew it. I throw my leg around my side of the bed and get up, grab my bag on the floor and angrilly slam the bathroom door shut. If he was going to play games with me here, so was I. I quickly shower and throw a grey and white shevron maxi dress. After dressing I make my way out to the room and slide on my white roman sandals. I look over to the bed and see that Luke was not in there anymore. He's probably outside talking to her. I grab my keys and purse on the way out the door and walk towards my truck. "Where are you going? I thought maybe we could get some breakfast. You still like Denny's right," I hear from behind me. I turn my head around and see Luke standing behind me, his hand over the phone. "Yeah, I do. Where is it? I was just about to leave and get something to eat, maybe do some shopping or something since you'll clearly be busy all day," I spit back. I open my drivers side door and jump in, jerking the car into drive and speeding out of the parking lot. After the ac kicks in, I put my favorite CD in and turn it all the way on. If he doesn't want to spend time with me, that's fine. I can totally sight we on my own. When in Alabama, I suppose.