kitten

Chapter Five Fights

Chapter Song: Trndsttr (Lucian Remix) [feat. M. Maggie] by Black Coast

Holy fuck. "I, erm, upstairs," I sputter out and race back upstairs. "Maisie-Marie!" I hear Luke say as I head for the stairs. "Is she your girlfriend?" Hennessy's annoying voice rings out making me stop in my tracks. "What. No, she's not," Luke says. "Yeah real convincing," she says and I think I hear her head out side. "Hennessy, wait!" I hear his voice trail off as he heads after her.

I just shake my head and go back upstairs and flop on my bed. I grab my covers and make a shell for myself residing into the fetal position. God this is so stupid. I mean he's just a boy, who doesn't see me than anything more than his best friend's little sister. I shouldn't be fighting back tears over something as stupid as this.

Why did I even think that he might've liked me? I'm just some girl. I don't have any special qualities. I'm not even that pretty. I shouldn't have ever questioned weather he liked me. I was overshooting on that one. Boys suck.

I close me eyes and let my thoughts take over, blackness consuming me for a little while. What the actual hell is wrong with me?

"You mean it? She doesn't mean anything?" Hennessy's voice is distant but I can hear it still. "Hennessy," he says in a warning tone, "I told you what I told you, now please go home. I have to be up early in the morning."

"Okay I'll go, but you'll call right?" I squeeze my eyes shut. God she is so f.ucking annoying. "Yeah, I will," he says, it sounds like he's in pain honestly. "Okay good." I hear a door slam and her car starts. Blocking out everything as best I can I let myself sleep.

I wake up to something rubbing my arm. "Maisie-Marie, it's time to get up c'mon," Luke's soft voice pulls me from my sleep. "No," I whisper into my pillow. "You gotta go to school," he says sitting on the edge of my bed. I force my face deeper into my pillow and bring my hands up over my head bringing my shirt up in the process. I hear Luke intake a sharp breath be fore he gets up.

"I'll get breakfast ready, I'll call you when it's ready," I hear his footsteps to the opposite side of the room before he whispers, "you little kitten."

I drag myself out of bed and sulk all the way downstairs; after having put on pants might I add. "I want to make breakfast," I say coming up behind Luke who is getting pancakes ready. "No, you need to get ready." I scowl at him. "Just following Toulouse's very detailed instructions," he says showing me his trademark smirk I haven't seen in a while.

I just roll my eyes and consider retorting 'did his instructions include coming into my room last night at midnight to make sure I was okay and do shit like putting me under the covers and taking my shoes off?' Though I don't know why I think that's true. It was probably a dream.

"Did you really roll your eyes again kitten?" He says the nickname rolling off his tongue nicely. "Yes," I squeak out, wow I really shouldn't do that around him. He holds my stare for a few seconds before shaking his head while he lets out a chuckle. "Go get changed. Breakfast will be ready by then," he tells me turning back around.

I scamper up the stairs and into my room to start digging through my closet. I finally decide on a pair of black skinny jeans and a very dark grey sweater. I apply a light layer of makeup and choose to leave my hair down. I decide against earrings but I put a little silver ring in my septum.

"Breakfast kitten!" Luke shouts up the stairs. I put on a pair of socks and head downstairs. "Do want warm milk with your porridge?"

"Luke," I whine. "God you do everything like a little kitten don't you?" He says lightly. I just shrug not understanding what he means. "Now come and sit down and eat your porridge with bananas that I so kindly made," he tells me. "Wow, someone's bossy today," I throw back. "Wow, someone's sassy today," he retorts.

I sit down on the stool and stare down at my breakfast. Luke sits across from me and begins eating his. He looks up at me for a moment before finishing the bite he's currently on. "Why aren't you eating?" He says sounding confused. "I-"

"-You like it don't you?" He sounds slightly hurt imagining that I don't like his food. "No, I like it," I say smiling a little continuing to clasp my hands tightly in my lap. "Then eat it," he says his tone soft his eyes showing confusion. "I'm not hungry," I tell him.

He drops his spoon in his bowl. "What?" He asks going to look at me. I put my head down so he can't make eye contact. "Maze," he says in a low voice. "What?" I say quietly. "Why aren't you eating?" I just shrug my shoulders. I look back up at him and pause for a moment before saying, "I'm just not hungry." I look at the clock and stand up. "I have to get going," I tell him and slip on my vans.

"I made you some lunch," he says handing me a paper bag. "Thanks, I guess I'll see you later?" He nods, "Toulouse said he'd be home a little past ten." It's now my turn to nod. I turn and grab my car keys before walking out the door.

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"How was school?" Luke asks as he sets a bowl of macaroni and cheese in front of me. "How do you think?" I ask rhetorically. He shrugs, "Just a question I guess." I look down to my cheesy bowl of macaroni as me stomach growls. I keep my hands tightly clasped in my lap and look up at Luke who is again sitting in front of me. He gives me a questioning look. "I know you like my mac&cheese considering you ate it last time," he tells me matter of factly.

"I'm not hungry. I ate earlier," I lie. He eyes me strangely before going back to eating his dinner. "I'm, erm gonna go up and do some homework," I tell him; jumping up and running upstairs. I flop down on my bed and decide it's time for a nap instead of homework.

I kick off my shoes and curl up under the covers letting the warmth ease me to sleep. I open my eyes a little and groan. I sit up remembering Luke had a date or something. I get out of bed and walk downstairs slowly and head for the fridge. I take out the bowl of macaroni that Luke left for me. I search for a spoon and sit down at the counter. I wrap my hand around the spoon and scoop small bites into my mouth until there's none left.

"So you do eat?" Luke's voice is dripping with sarcasm. "I never said I didn't," I tell him getting up and putting my dishes in the sink and walking closer to where he is standing. "Really? Because everytime I try to get you to eat you shoot me down," he rolls his eyes. "Not true," I retort. "Actually anytime I've tried to get you to do pretty much anything, you've resisted, even in the past," he replies. "No," I snap back. "Really? Is that so? Name one time you haven't," he says his voice raising slightly, he takes a step closer to me.

I don't say anything trying to rack my brains. He doesn't generally make me do things I suppose. "Can't think of any?" He says a cocky smirk forming on his face. "Yes I can!" I say a memory rising in my mind. "There was that time when you and Toulouse needed a picture so I took it," I say satisfied with my answer.

He rolls his eyes "bet you couldn't name two." He has me now and he knows it. "You know what Luke? F.uck you," I spit out. "Really? That's the best you can muster?" He laughs and leans closer. Ugh why am I so bad at comebacks? "F.uck me," I whisper under my breath. "F.uck you," He says chuckling leaning down so we're eye level. Yes please. "Really?"

What the fuck? How do I. What? Please just kiss me. I roll my eyes and shake my head. "No, Luke just," I pause and huff out a big breath not knowing how to express what I'm feeling. "I don't know about that kitten," he says his smirk showing.

"F.uck you Luke!" I scream at him pushing him back. "I just, ugh you're so," I don't really know how to say this. I go in to actually push him away from me my last attempt having failed miserably. But he pulls me in and traps me in his arms our lips centimeters apart.

I intake a sharp breath before we hear the click of the doorknob. He releases me immediately and Toulouse is suddenly in front of us. "Hey guys!" He says smiling at us bags in his arms. "Hey mate, how was the trip?" Luke says going to aid him with his bags. "Eh, for work. How did you guys fair?" He asks me walking towards the kitchen. "Oh, erm, yeah good. It was fine," I say hanging my head once finished.

"Okay, well Luke why don't you head home. Talk to you tomorrow yeah?" Toulouse suggests. Luke nods in agreement. They say bye and Luke walks up to me where I stay glued to the floor. "We aren't finished yet kitten," he says before walking out the door.