Chapter 9
Caidens P.O.V.
I sat along a corned booth where Clara and Paul sat. Of course they couldn't see me, I was just checking on her.
They have been on quite a few dates now, me being on each as well. Always checking up on her and making an appearance or two. Clara knew my name now as well. That's a good fist step. Right?
Every time I'd get her alone it'd alone for for about a second or two. Though those short seconds never fail to warm my cold body. It felt... strange. These things, all these signs. All these things are usually what a human would feel for another when they like them or have a crush on that person I wouldn't really know, I died when I thought I needed a cootie shot just to be around a girl. That's silly now.
Besides that, what's going on. I was... crying. Blood at that fact. Then I started to get those feeling things for her.
Oh, did I wish I could confess my love to her.
Did I even know what love is? I have an idea. It's that look, a glint in their eyes that shows love or passion for their other. The same look Felix and Ryan send each other almost everyday. Or almost everyday when they aren't fighting about dumb shit.
I inhaled deeply, closing my eyes and rubbing my temple. I kept my eyes closed as I flicked my wrist making Paul's lot soup fall into his lap. Clara asked if he was alright and waiters rushed over, he simply waved them all off and excused himself to the bathroom.
I appeared beside her and she didn't seem surprised, I only snickered at the rushed Paul, fanning his groins.
"Did you do that?" She sounded serious, crossing her arms.
"Maybe" I replied shyly, looking down. But I heard her chuckle softly, making me return my gaze to her.
"That was great, I won't lie" She laughed. I was a little shocked but joined in her small giggles.
"When are you going to stop 'dating' that meat head?" I grumbled, pulling my hands up to airquote dating. I saw her face drop a little and a frown was plastered in her features clearly.
"I don't even know what we are" She said honestly "Besides, what would be wrong with me dating that 'meat head'?" That's when my face dropped, shaking my head.
"You wouldn't believe me" I said softly, almost inaudible. I put my head down hoping with every inch of my dead body she didn't hear me.
"What?" She asked, not in the 'What'd you say?' way but the 'What do you mean' sorta tone. I shook my head once more, looking back up to greet her sparkling forest green eyes. "No tell me"
I rested my hand on the table, sighing deeply. She placed her own hands over mine making my whole body undeniably tense. I was about to protest, but she fully gripped my hands.
"You can tell me, Caiden" She spoke softly, rubbing her thumb against my hand. I flashed her a small gentle smile.
"How about after this 'date', I'll take you to the park and we'll talk" I complied, but a smug grin shot up on her face.
"Why wait?" She giggled, making me furrow my brows. She stood up, intertwining her with mine, grabbing her purse and rushing out the door.
We decided to walk there but the whole time she'd giggle or make a remark like 'She's glad she ditched him' stuff in that nature. I wasn't going to ask her to leave him, but hell I'm not protesting that.
The walk was peaceful. I enjoyed her extra warmth I never got, she even wrapped her arm around mine and laid her head against my shoulder. I was wondering why she acutally wanted to go anywhere with me. I mean I'm... me.
"Tell me..." I spoke softly, interrupting the silence that I've grown to enjoy. "...Why are you even giving me a chance right now" I was finicky with my words with the fact I wasn't even sure how to place them. She was quiet for a bit which scared me, but soon replaced the silence with her soft Swedish accent.
"Everyone deserves a chance" She said, looking up at me, eyes filled with something I've never encountered before. I stopped, realising we were at the park. I sat on a bench and she followed. She sat really close to me, our hands even brushed together.
"What about Paul?" I remembered, sighing more to myself.
"He's a meat head anyway" She giggled a bit and I looked down at her. I shakily placed my hand over hers, rubbing my thumb against her skin as she did earlier.
The night went well. She talked about herself, and I gave vague details of myself. I didn't confess or anything, I figured that could wait. Though, I did walked her back home to Felix and Ryan. She.. she kissed me on the cheek and asked how she'll contact me. I flashed her a smile.
"Don't worry about contacting me. I'm always around. I'm gonna come inside and say hi" I told her, she nodded with a gorgeous smile plastered across her features. I walked her inside and Felix sat at the dining room table, where was Ry-?
"CAIDEN?!" I heard Felix, stand up and rush over to Clara and ask her a ton of questions like 'Did he hurt you' or 'What'd he do?' I growled deeply at Felix. I wouldn't hurt him... not again.
"Felix. I'm okay. Caiden is a great guy" She flashed a smile at me to which I returned. "Just. Stay out of my relationships alright?" I could tell she wasn't trying to be rude about it. Felix only grumbled and stalked over to me.
"We'll talk about this later" He spat at me, making his voice low enough so only I could hear. I rolled my eyes, as did Clara which make me laugh quietly.
Besides, Felix being on his monthly, it was a good night.
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