Daddy Dearest.

Chapter 6

The weekend passed as if it were nothing and now here I was sitting on my bike waiting for Lola to show up. I knew her and Riley were mad at me for not spending the whole night with them, but honestly I don't really care how they feel about it. It was my decision for me, not them.

"Decided to show up today huh?" Lola asked me as she parked next to me.

"Why wouldn't I show up?" I looked at her quizzically. She gave me a look but then look away from me.

"Never mind, how was your weekend?" She asked me.

I gave her some details of how it went, and everything was just as it was before. We were laughing, sharing secrets, and talking about the guys who were obviously checking us out. Some were very very very attractive, but they couldn't handle us.

I know that sounds kind of cocky but it was true. Lola was my right hand girl and seeing how powerful my Daddy was in both the streets and in papers, we were dangerous. It was like a triple threat when Riley use to come to this school but now it's just Lola and I.

We walked to our first hour and saw that Blaze has yet to make an appearance. I don't know whether I was happy or not about this. Because one, I didn't have to see him. Two, I wouldn't have this whole reply of Friday night that's been haunting me every time I close my eyes. And three, because well, I couldn't stand to see the hurt on his face like it was when I told him I was leaving that night.

Yeah yeah I know I left knowing I would loose him but he wanted me to change! Obviously he didn't like me for me so why should I like him back if all he's trying to do is change me? Imagine yourself in a relationship where all the other person is thinking about how good you look but hate your personality.

I was taken out of my little thought as the chair next to me was not being occupied. I looked over ever so slightly and saw him. Man, if it were even possible he looked even better than before. But he looked slightly paler than before. But then I really looked at him and saw that he looked happy at the same time.

"See something you like kitten?" He said not even looking at me. I quickly turned away from him.

What was wrong with me? Usually I'm the one saying that to guys. Ugh I hate this, I hate him, and I hate how he makes me feel. And Goddamn it I hate to admit it but I knew I was more than just attracted to him. 

Events from Friday night began to come into my head like an old movie. First was how he was the first one to look at me while I walked down the stairs, the next was how he placed his hand on the small of my back leading us towards the club, then I saw the anger in his eyes when that guy asked me to dance, then how intimate his touch was when we were dancing, the look he gave me when he found me with another guy, and lastly was the hurt in his eyes when I left.

"Hello earth to Mikaykay." Lola said waving her hand in front of my face.

"What?" I said.

"You were in la la land for the past like twenty minutes." She said as if it were obvious. I placed my head between my two hands and rubbed my temples.

"Sorry I was just thinking about something." I said closing my eyes.

"Would it have to do something with tall, dark, and handsome?" She nudged me.

"Who?" I asked looking at her now.

"Blaze." She sang. I gave her a dirty look.

"No," I said sharply and a little on the loud side. Ms. M gave me a dirty look but I knew she wouldn't do anything about it. "I was not thinking about him, nor will I ever." I spat at her. Normal people would take this as a hint to stop talking about it, but Lola wasn't a normal person.