He was the one who let go of my hand first, but I didn't let him. Rhett looked back at me, only to see my confused look.
"You didn't have to do that." I said to him. "But thank you for rescuing me.. again."
He stared at our intertwined hands, I followed his gaze and slowly let go of his hand.
"Can we go somewhere we could talk?" He asked, looking kinda bothered.
"Sure." I pointed the cafe in the campus where Aimee and I usually chill out cause it was the nearest.
We walked in silence. it was not uncomfortable though.
He asked me what I wanted to eat and also to find an available seat for us.
"Mine's caramel macchiato and two slices of black forest cake." I stated.
He looked at me in the eye but didn't say anything. He reached for the money in his wallet and ordered.
There was an available seat at the corner of the cafe and I told Rhett that I'll go sit ahead.
I'm feeling so giddy because it felt like a date. Like a real date.
"Hey, um. Mind if I sit down for a bit?" A guy was suddenly in front of me. "Are you alone?" He asked looking at me in a flirty way.
"I'm with somebody." I said as nicely as I could.
Go away. Go away. Go away. That seat is for Rhett!
He had the nerve to smirk at me, "Well if you ask me, he shouldn't be leaving a beautiful lady like you alone. Good thing I'm here to accompany you, right babe?" He said leaning closer and giving me a wink.
"First of all, I told you I'm with somebody. Second, nobody asked for your opinion. Third, I don't want your company. And lastly, I'm not your babe!" I seethed.
He froze in his seat not because of the words I spat to him, but because I was pouring a tall glass of water over his head while I speak.
"What's going on?" Rhett asked holding a tray of our food.
I smiled at him, "This douche is leaving." Rhett eyed the guy who's now soaking wet.
"You bitch!! you'll pay for thi-" The douchebag didn't get to finish what he was about to say because Rhett punched him in the jaw.
Now it was my turn to be shocked, the guy fell down knocking some chair over. "Try saying that again, I'll hunt you down if you even breathe in her direction." Rhett warned.
Rhett was calm while he was saying that but his jaw was tensed. The guy was nursing his face as he stood up, "I'm so sorry, I didn't know she was your girl Rhett."
"Run along now. Don't ever show your face near her again." Rhett said coolly. The guy whimpered as he hurriedly exit the cafe.
Folks were now staring at us. "Mind your own business people." He said, then everybody went on with what they're doing.
I was stunned at what I just witnessed. Rhett's personality was so different than before. Does he have a bipolar disorder?
"Did he hurt you?" Rhett asked. I pulled him down to sit. "No." I answered. Then he began to relax.
"What was that about?" I asked incredulously.
He began placing our food on the table. "I hate people who call people names, or curse."
I immediately backtracked my conversations with him. "Oh shit." Then I just realized how many times I did that.
"Hey, I've always been cursing and calling people names, does that mean you hate me?" I inquired.
He chuckled, "I wouldn't be here with you if I hated you. And besides, we're friends."
I laughed weakly, "Friends. Yes, we are. Buddy." I sighed. "So what are we going to talk about again?"
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