The Badass Moon Queen

Chapter 13: Bitch Please, Fuck Off.

Chapter 13: Bitch Please, Fuck Off.

We reached the mall around 11am. With me still assigned to drive because I don't trust Steph to drive yet. And she's been looking at her phone the whole ride. Ignoring Steve's unending calls for an unknown reason.

Too young to die, guys.

I handed her the card Danny gave to me before he left. Aaaand.. Now I really want to take it back from her. As in really. Really.

It's like we entered every store here in this mall to buy freaking everything. Okay. I'm exaggerating there but still. I don't like wasting too much money for me, with the money of other people. It's like I'm selling myself and I'm a gold digger, which is very not like me.

I told Steph about it but she wouldn't listen.

Take a deep breath, Hazen.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Repeat.

Calm yourself.

Whoo! I'm telling you guys, I'm really trying my best to stay calm and not be pissed by anyone today.

Relax. Inhale. Exhale.

After spending too much money and time for clothing apparels, we went to a store filled with stuffed toys.

Then I saw it. All my anger dissipated just by looking at it. Oh my gosh.

Oh my Babe!

PATRICK STAR!!!!

I can't keep my eyes off him, but I have to. I don't want Steph to buy it for me using Danny's money. That's too much.

And necessary things first.

But Patrick is life.

Stop Hazen. Do something that'll occupy your mind instead of thinking of Patrick babe.

"Hey, I'm already hungry. How about you? Wanna eat?" Steph asked me from behind, making me jumped and snapped out of my thoughts.

"Yeah, let's go." She started walking towards the exit and I took one last look at my babe before I followed her.

It's already 3:30 when we went to the food court and ordered lots of ice cream to an ice cream parlor there. Oh God, this is heaven. 💞

There's a vacant table in the center of the food court. We took it and we sat across each other. We're in the middle of our conversation when her phone blared again for the umpteenth time. I'm still slightly pissed from earlier and I kind of didn't like interruptions now.

"Who's that?" I asked her, though I already know the answer.

"Steve."

"Let me answer your phone." I held my hand towards her, and she confusedly handed me her phone.

"I just wanna yell
And I just wanna throw it all in your face
It's silly that I've always felt this way
You'd never know
I just wanna yell
You know that I can only take so much
And I don't wanna keep it bottled up anymore, anymore
Whoa oh oh oh, whoa oh oh oh
Whoa, I don't wanna keep it bottled up anymore~" I sang and handed the phone back to Steph, who's staring at me the whole time I sang like I'd grown another head.