Knock Me Out

Chapter 24

That's the outfit Chris wore on Thanksgiving. I just posted it on chapter 21, but just in case you're lazy to go back. Here it is. 😉

As I walk down the stairs Eldridge looks at me with a small smile on his lips. His eyes don't leave me for a second. Not even when I'm five steps away from him.

"Chaniëlle"

"Eldridge"

"Are you ready to go?"

"Yes"

He hands me a red rose and takes my hand.

My mom is watching us from a short distance and she doesn't look very pleased with this, but she's trying to be reasonable.

Her arms are folded into one another on her chest and there's a hint of a fake smile. Normally when Chris picks me up for a date, she takes lots and lots of pictures of us before we leave.

I don't understand. Why can't they be a little more supportive of my choice? I understand Chris being against it, but why is my mom against this?

I shake my head to get rid of those thoughts.

"See you later mom"

"See you later honey. Don't stay out too late okay. Have fun"

"Thanks mom"

She kisses me on my cheek before we head out.

The first thing Eldridge says when we get outside is "I don't think your mom likes me"

I look at him and our eyes meet each other's. I smile at him, cause I know he's right. My mom doesn't seem to like him. After a short silence I decide to just answer him.

"No... I don't think she does. But who cares? Cause I know I don't. She's not the one who's supposed to like you. I am"

"Are you saying you like me Chaniëlle?" He grins widely.

"That's not what I meant at all" I laugh.

He opens the door to the passengers seat of his convertible for me and I get in.

When he gets in on the other side he looks at me, like he's trying to solve a mystery.

"So you're saying you don't like me" he states more than he asks.

"That's not what I meant either" I smile.

"Then what did you mean?"

"Exactly what I said. It doesn't matter if she doesn't like you. I'm supposed to be doing the liking or disliking"

He grins widely showing me his perfect white teeth while starting the car. His smile is kind of as beautiful as Chris's. Just that he squints his nose while doing it and Chris' eyes have some sort of sparkle in them.

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"I'm taking you somewhere to sacrifice you for money" he answers with a straight face.

I feel the blood draining from my face. "What?"

He takes his eyes of the road and looks at me for two seconds before bursting into laughter, making me realize he's actually joking.

"You should've seen your face" he laughs loudly.

He stops the car on the roadside to be able to continue laughing without having to focus on the road.