Oh The Irony

Chapter Three

The next morning I woke up to find myself back in my bed. The events from the night before were hazy; like I was watching them through a smoke filled room. I grabbed my phone from the bedside table to check the time. I sagged in relief at the fact that it was only nine. I had a few new messages so I skimmed through them.

Ms. Tills: Babe, I’m coming with my mom to pick you up tomorrow! Miss ya!

Arthur: Hey, um I wanted to let you know I got you a welcome home present. See ya soon.

Bennett: I’ll pick you up at ten. Your mom said you have to be packed by the time we leave. See ya!

Ms. Tills: Oh My Goodness! Did ya hear?! Well I bet not but anyway the groupies are going to a movie with YOUR man. Those brats! Heart ya babe! Hope to hear from you soon.

Arthur: Wanna come to the movies with the girls and me when you get back? Let me know!

I sighed and replied shortly to a few mostly just saying that I would be too tired to go to a movie, I was excited to see Matilda, and I would be ready. I quickly shoved a bunch of clothes into a suitcase, showered, and pulled on a hot pink bikini. I slipped on a pair of matching flip-flops. I also grabbed a messenger bag and stuffed some sunscreen and other necessities.

“Bennett’s here!” my mom’s voice shouted from downstairs. I made my way down, being sure to grab a towel.

“Ready?” Bennett asked. He didn’t look like he was going to the beach. He was wearing navy blue basketball shorts, a grey shirt, and a pair of black and blue running sneakers.

“Aren’t we going to the beach?” I asked cautiously. He just grinned, a mischievous twinkle in his bright blue eyes.

“I was thinking a movie or something. Now go change.” He ordered.

“Pushy!” I laughed. I stomped up the stairs. I quickly changed into dark skinny jeans, a blue off the shoulder, baggy, t-shirt, and a pair of navy TOMS. I came back down to find him talking with my mom.

“Better,” Bennett said, his eyes twinkling. I waved off the compliment and we went out to his car. It was an old white truck. We climbed in and he started the engine.

“So who carried me up to my room?” I asked with a light teasing tone.

“I did; when your mom got home she asked me too.” He explained, a fine blush taking over his cheeks. I smirked. We pulled into a parking lot and I was about to get up when I noticed we weren’t at the mall.

“What are we doing here?!” I snapped angrily.

“You told me you wanted to see her.” Bennett stated calmly. I glared at him but I couldn’t hold on the anger. Fear was sweeping through my body, taking over all other emotions.

“What if she doesn’t want to see me?” I asked shakily.