Troublemakers Turned Submissive

Chapter 19 Spicy Watermelon

Spicy watermelon (;

Chapter 19 Spicy Watermelon

Devon's POV

Why did I have to do that! Fuck, Devon what's wrong with you? Seriously. I cuss myself out inside my head. Laying on my bed I curl into a ball. Get over it, it happened years ago, i tell myself. Shaking my head I slap my face a few times to try to get my mind out of the past.

It's time to go back downstairs. I wipe the tears from my eyes. They probably think I'm crying up here. Sniffling I go to the downstairs bathroom. I splash some water against my face and use a towel to dry off. Then I get changed, and proceed to enter the kitchen.

"Girl you better back away from the garlic bread" Max warns. She reaches over and grabs the last piece from the bread basket in front of Kandy. Kandy gasps "she stole it" then starts to pout "I really wanted that."

Is it down at the table and watch, surprisingly unnoticed by most of the people at the table. Most... My eyes wander to Neco only to see him looking back at me. I snap my eyes back to the other side of the table.

"Me too" Izzy agreed. Max looked over at Izzy and licked her lips. "I really love garlic bread but would give it away for a kiss" Max says cheekily. Izzy Blushes. Before Izzy could accept her offer Kandy leaned over and placed a big wet one right on her cheek. As she pulled away she grabbed the garlic bread off of Max's plate and shoved it all in her mouth in one go.

I burst out laughing "oh wow you guys crack me up!" I say while trying to stop. "Pass the spicy watermelon" Ressell asks quietly.  I hand him the bowl. Looking at him I ask what's spicy watermelon?" He glanced up at me as he puts a few spoonfuls on his plate. "If spicy watermelon makes you question things I'd hate to see what grilled spicy watermelon would make you say" Ressell jokes. I smile. I'll google it later.

Ashly rolls her eyes "enough with the PDA." Neilson looks at them boredly "PDA ain't shit, if you knew what happened on this table last week no one would want to eat on it."

Looking at the table I smirk, and ask the question nobody was asking "what happened?" I rest my chin on my hand and put my elbow on the table. "Well... You see that spot where Willow set her phone" Neilson said pointing at it "I believe there was globs of cum there last time I saw this table, looking so clean. Good thing he cleaned the table up for me, afterwards."

"Damn" I say.

Willow blushed deeply and pulled the sleeve of her sweater over her hand before picking up her phone. She put it in her pocket, out of everyone's sight. Her purple sweater drooped down to just above her knees and with her black spandex shorts on... It almost looked like that was all she was wearing.

"Stop making Willow uncomfortable" Helen said warningly.

"Uncomfortable? I was only telling her she might not want to put her phone there" Neilson played innocent. I rolled my eyes. What a bastard, only looking out for himself and his entertainment. Then there's poor Willow over there blushing herself into hysterics. "I'll tell you where you can put her phone" up your ass "but by now it must be so loose and sloppy that it would just fall right out" I sneer. Turning back to my food I take a bite before saying "by the way the 'up your ass' was implied."

A few snickers were passed around but for the most part everyone stared at me with odd expressions except Willow, for the first time since I've been here I saw a smile cross her face. It was only for a split second, I'm not even sure it really happened because it disappeared so quick.

Reagan clasped her hand around my shoulder and said "I appreciate you standing up for Willow but maybe next time you could do it with a little less swearing."

"I'm not standing up for her, I'm just trying to protect my position of being the crudest guy around" I defend. "Sure you are sweetie" Reagan says cheekily with a knowing glint in her eye. I don't understand how she can tell what I'm thinking.

"Chicken me!" I say to Lance, trying to change the subject. "Go for it" he says as he hands me the bowl of chicken. I set it down next to my plate and take out a drumstick, and start devouring it.

The others start up some light conversations as they eat up the rest of the food. "-and the field trip is going to be amazing! I can't wait to see the elephants" Lace says, catching my attention. A field trip? Sounds cool. I'd love to see some elephants. "And don't forget the pandas, they are so cute and fluffy!" Zeak squeals. Before I know it everyone is talking about the field trip. Listening to them gush about a trip I'm the only one not going to really irks me.

I slam my fork down on my plate and go to my room, leaving them to talk about their precious field trip. Walking into my room I see they finally boarded the window back up. I mentally curse them out.

Just like back then I'm trapped in isolation.