Can Not Decide

Part 16

"What do you mean you will enjoy me..?"
My voice was trembling and I didn't even want to get an answer for my question.

I was looking at him worriedly as the car slowed down.

"Are you hungry..?"
He was acting like our situation was completely normal.

He parked the car in front of a small market. I was looking for a way out. He was talking about something while my eyes were searching for his phone. I couldn't believe how all those happened. My heart was beating loud in panick. Dylan chuckled and got my head in his hands.

"I was planning to continue this for a bit longer but you just look too panicked."
He smiled while I was still in confusion.

"What are you talking about..?"
I had a relief but it was too soon to feel relaxed.

"Don't worry I'm not kidnapping you. We're still going to the picnic."

"Picnic?"

"Yeah, I was going to take you to have a picnic together. I just wanted to prank you for kissing my brother while I was waiting for you."

I looked deep in his eyes and felt the anger raising inside me. I slapped his grinning face. He looked like he was expecting that. His hand stroked his red cheek while looking at me.

"The pain of your slap hurts nothing when compared with the pain I had when I saw you with Cole."
I could see sadness in his eyes and I knew his words were coming from deep in his heart. The time was frozen, his sad eyes were causing pain in my chest. I didn't even know what to say. I knew no words could help his pain.

He took his face in his hands and took a deep breath. He was murmuring something to himself as it would take the pain away.

I touched his shoulder and whispered his name. As if my touch brought him back to earth he had shaken himself. He started the engine and we were back on road.

I wanted to call Andrew because I hadn't talked to him for a while and I was actually missing him. But I knew Dylan wouldn't appreciate it if I kept in touch with him. I wasn't sure if it meant anything after that point. I mean I couldn't be with Dylan, he was someone hard to deal with. I could never understand what was happening in his head. He was macho and wanted to take me under his control. But I was suspecting that he wasn't a person like that. I had seen the innocent looking boy in his eyes for a few times.

I looked out the window to see the brilliantly shining stars in the dark sky. There were no clouds and the weather was still a bit warm. It was perfect for a picnic but I wasn't sure what kind of atmosphere we would have. Dylan hadn't said a word and I didn't think it would change when we would be having our picnic. I looked at the clock and realized we had been on road for just half hour. The heavy atmosphere was choking me and it felt like we were on road for more than a few hours.

I sighed deeply and thought about how much I wished to be laying on my bed. I was already very tired and crying had made my eyes closed. I didn't even feel hungry and it didn't seem like picnic would be much fun.

"We're here."
Dylan's soft voice reached my ears and I realized how tired he sounded. I opened the car's door and took a deep breath from the night. We were on a beautiful hill and grass seemed so soft. I got out of car when I heard Dylan's door's closing.

"Wow this place really is beautiful."

"Yeah, thought you would do so."
He took a cute looking basket and I finally had a chance to take a good look at the place. There were cute colorful lights planted on land between grasses and lamps hanging from trees. There was a little lake with candles swimming on it. I could hear a sweet music that I couldn't understand where it was coming from. Everything was so beautiful and mesmerizing.

"You seem to like it."
Dylan's voice was very kind and sweet. The exhaust in his voice had disappeared and I could hear it clearly that he was happy.

"Dylan, have you prepared all these things for me..?"
I was so happy I could feel my eyes getting wet. It was the best thing someone had ever done for me. I couldn't hold myself and wrapped my arms around Dylan's neck, he embraced me softly in return which made me realize he was holding a basket in his hand.

"When did you even prepare this basket..?"
The basket looked neatly prepared and didn't seem very light.

"All foods were prepared in the morning, but I prepared the basket while you were dressing up. All made by me, as I can remember you said something like I couldn't cook..?"
I could see how proud he was by the way he was holding the basket and smiling.

"Aww Dylan... But we haven't eaten yet so I can't really say if you're a good cook."
I was giggling pleasantly, nothing could have made me happier.

"Well I will remind you your words when you ask for more of my special delicious picnic foods. And... You're smiling... Does that mean you forgive my unthoughtful prank..?"
His words were could be barely heard as he lowered his head. He didn't seem like his usual self, I couldn't say I didn't like this Dylan more.

"Of course I forgive you, just please don't do such 'pranks' again. I can't describe how worried I was..."
I tried to make my voice sound as soft as possible and gave him an understanding smile.

"So my lady, shall we?"
He offered his hand in a Victorian style as I chuckled. Everything was so beautiful, it was like a dream.