His Guilty Pleasure

Chapter Nine

I sit on the swing, headphones plugged in, ignoring all of them. Lana and Joe can't help but stay glued together, each second it angers me. I feel someone push me and I turn around to Davie smiling. He really is trying to make me like him.

"You seem a little down, still homesick?" He questions. I turned my music down so I could here what he's saying.

"No, just tired from all the stuff we've did today." I murmur.

"Well we should be heading home soon, try to have some fun."

I nod as he walks off...there's something about him...that just isn't right.

I stand up to join Luke who's laying on the ground absorbed in his phone.

"Whatcha doing?" I ask, laying beside him.

"Playing this game...so difficult." He mutters, looking at me slightly.

"Or maybe you need to let me play it cause I'm like...awesome." I say, taking the phone. He laughs, wrapping an arm around my back. I start playing the weird zombie driving game, trying to beat his highscore. My car crashes into another and I scream because I lost.

"Luke!!! You distracted me!!" I yell, smacking his head. He laughs before sitting on my back. I lay flat down, squirming and yelling.

"Get off, fat ass!" I yell, knowing my mom will give me grief later.

"Maybe you two should grow up."

I look over and Joe is glaring at us.

"Maybe you should go back to your whore." Luke says matter-of-factly. I laugh at the stupid expression on Joe's face. Luke rolls off me and glares at Joe.

"Maybe you shouldn't be flirting with every walking vagina." Joe retorts.

"Maybe you shouldn't lead people on." I growl. Joe's face shows surprise that I even talked to him.

"Time to go people! My wife is sun burnt!" Davie says. Mom laughs, burning with embarrassment. Or Maybe that's sunburn.

Lana skips over to us, yes, she skips. I'm seventeen and I don't skip..but she's a "women" and I'm a "girl". I stand up and Luke wraps his arms around me, smirking at Joe. What is he doing? Joe doesn't give two shits about me.

"Stop letting him hang on you..it angers me." Joe whispers. It angers him? Hmm....and do I care? Didn't think so.

Now I've became heartless.