Candi

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Candi

My mind went blank after Hunter left. I felt like a zombie as I walked to the kitchen to grab my ice cream and whipped cream. I trudged up the stairs and turned on Netflix as I cuddled my food. I just couldn't trust any guy after Matteo. He hurt me so much, and I let him. No matter how much I teased Hunter, or flirted, inside I was not ready for if he would leave me.
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I was slightly better and laying on my bed in my room when Charlotte barged in. She looked beyond annoyed. Her clothes were wrinkled and her eyes were red as she threw her body onto my bed and screamed into the pillow.

"The nerve of that asshole!" She began her rant as she got up and paced around the room.

"We make out once and he thinks its ok to plant one on me just like that" her hands clap together as she angrily punches a stuffed bear.

"If Clark thinks I am gonna be another one his... his... fuckbuddies! Then he has another thing coming!" My eyes widen as the name reaches my ears. She gasps as the realization hits her as well and she claps her hand over her mouth. A smile makes its way onto my face as she sakes her head. "No no no no no no no no no!" She sits onto my bed and places her head into her hands. "Wipe that grin off of your face Huntress or Huntice whatever the fuck it is!" She shouts as I plop next to her and hug her.

This is gonna be a long rest of the week.

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Now I have a feeling Char is speeding up her party timeline due to a little contract I have with someone. Cough cough, Clark. The weekend couldn't have come faster! Charlottes party was at her own house as my parents would be back on Monday, and when I arrived it was in full swing. People were already drunk and grinding  against each other. The house felt like a collection of uncomfortable situations waiting to happen. My outfit was black wedges with white shorts and a black dress top. I walked around before going towards the kitchen for a canned soda. My mind went to the past summer, all the drama that could've been avoided. I shook my head and rid it of all negative thoughts. I grabbed an unopened can and went into the dining room now shot table. Rick Chambers, a popular football guy, was lying down on the table surface as girls lined up to do shots off of his washboard abs. Suddenly hands found their way around my waist. I felt his breath slowly make its way out as he whispered into my ear.

"Prove to me that I don't effect you, do that and I wont kiss you right here right now." His warm breath tickled my neck as I tried to keep a poler face. I pushed him away slightly and smirked.

"Okay." My drunk mind thought challenging him was the perfect idea. He raised his eyebrow as if to say 'you wont' I waltzed over to where Rick was laying. One of his buddies poured the salt onto Ricks abs while another placed a lemon in between his lips. Rick shamelessly checked me out as I was handed the shot.

"You wont go through with this." Hunter challenged as his eyes narrowed at me and his fists clenched at Ricks watching of me. I smiled in response to his possessiveness. One more party my dear friend.

"Bottoms up!" I chirped, the liquid burned as I swallowed it, I ran my tongue against Ricks 6 pack, I wonder what Hunters abs taste like?

Did you seriously just think that

I hate me.

That makes us!

Finally I brought my lips to Ricks and tried to carefully remove the lemon. Rick had other plans, he pushed his head up and his hand found its way to my neck as he stole a kiss from me. It took my brain a bit to process but once I did I jumped back with the lemon in my mouth. I quickly sucked on it spit it out and left while Ricks friends cheered him and gave him congratulations. I went out the back door and down towards a tree with a tire swing hanging from it.

"I thought that was you." A voice said cooly as I sat on the old tire swing. My eyes widened, my heart raced, my mind cursed my reaction. He still had his ever so lovely effect on me.

"No tiempo verte mi amor" (Long time no see my love) He spoke so beautifully. His voice as smooth as chocolate, but his heart as cold as ice.

"Yo no soy tu amor, nunca fue"(I am not your love, I never was) I replied, I refused to turn towards him.

"Tus palabras me dolía tan" (Your words hurt me so)
"Buena. ¿Ahora por qué no vuelves al infierno de que subió?" (good, Now why dont you go back to the hellhole you climbed out of)
"Bien, voy a dejar. Verás yo otra vez mi amor." (Fine, I'll leave. You'll see me again my love.)
I gave in and my head turned towards where his voice came and I watched as his well built figure left me there alone, on the tire.
"Im not your love, not anymore." I whispered to myself. I felt a single tear roll down my cheek, I watched him walk away again. I watched, and as I did before, I sat there and cried like the little wimpy bitch I am.

I hadn't noticed but I had turned back around and was full blown sobbing. My tears ran freely as my memories fought against my will to invade my mind. My sobs racked my body, I let the tire be my only support. I couldn't tell if I was upset that I didn't let myself actually talk to him, or that he still affected me.

Tears upon tears later Charlotte came and found me. She took one look at my disheveled form and brought me in and to her room. She brushed my hair out of my face as more tears ran down my face. The soft texture of a towel ran underneath my eyes and along the rest of my face as Charlotte soothingly shushed my tears. After she was finished cleaning me up she went to get me a glass of water while continuing her silence. I could see in her eyes that she wanted desperately to ask why I was upset, but I knew her well enough to know she would wait until I was no longer sobbing.

"Did Hunter do something?" She asked as I swallowed a sip of my water.

"No, if anything I did something to him" I replied remembering how rocky things with him were.

"Who then? Are you hurt?" I shook my head no, I wiped away at my wet cheeks.

"He's back" I choked put as my sobs began to wrack through my body again and Char's face went blank.

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Night my lovelies!

-theMentalChipmunk

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