From Ana With Love (MAJOR HIATUS)

4. Meeting The Friends

I looked besides me and saw the most sinfully gorgeous man I've ever met. His beautiful brown hair and equally mesmerizing brown eyes.. A few moments of remembering all the nights I spent alone, and all the tears I've wasted because of this beautiful creature, I snapped and frowned at him.

"Jefferson." I said coldly and continued with my list of groceries, trying to ignore his presence. He hovered closed and I could feel his breath fanned my cheeks. He was threading on thin line, so I cleared my throat and I can literally hear the smirk he formed. Probably still glad that he still has an effect on me. Damn him.

"Aww come on love, don't be so hostile to your boyfriend," he said while grabbing a chair besides me and make himself comfortable there. My heart thumped at the nickname, but I won't gave him the satisfaction. I groaned and tried to ignore him, but it was kinda hard with him looking at my grocery list.

"Cereal? But I thought you hate them all saggy in your milk... "

"Baby, why orange juice? I know you always hate the sour aftertaste.. "

"You probably need more eggs and bread, you know you cook the best French toast in the world.. "

I stopped writing and glared at him. He looked at me and chuckled. How dare he! I sighed when I realized my glared did nothing to him.

"What do you want, Cole..? " I asked tiredly at him. Well, it has been three days since I last ate and it was an apple. Now, everything is starting to ache. I rubbed my temple and let out a sighed again before closing my eyes.

"When was your last meal, love? " he asked me softly. Looking like I'm not answering him, he put his fingers under my chin and raised my face so that I look directly into his eyes. "Open your eyes, Fiona."

I looked at him with full vulnerability. He just knows how to break through my walls. The walls I built so hard to not make me succumb to him anymore...

"Answer me. When was your last meal?" he asked firmly this time. I closed my eyes again and regained my composure before swatting his hands away from me.

"I don't really remember, maybe few months ago? " I mumbled. I heard him stilled and let out a groan. He put his forehead on the desk and bang it a couple of times. I stiffled a giggle when I realized his habit still hasn't worn down.

"Do you still bang your head when you're frustrated, Cole? " I asked with amusement laced in my tone.

He squinted his eyes at me. "Well I'm glad my pain and misery brings you such joy and happiness, Fiona." I laughed at that and remember that I'm in a library so I quieted down. Thank god there's nobody here since its lunch. I frowned.

"Why are you not at the cafeteria? " I asked him skeptically and saw him shrugged before pulling out a container. I raised my eyebrow at this and he opened the lid. It's salad.

"I could ask you the same thing, but I'd already know the answer to that." his eyes became soft before e continued, "Is Ana still here, sweetheart? "

I put away my list and stationeries and looked straight at him. All feelings of happiness evaporated. "You have no right to ask me that, Jefferson. Let's not waste our time and do that again, we already know how it's going to end anyway, so better just leave it at that."

I applauded mentally for being able to stood up for myself, and proceeded with going to my locker to get my books for my next period. Before I was even able to walk three steps away, Cole gripped my arm and stopped me.

"I'll drive you," he said. I tried to push him away, but his vice was firm, though not hurtful. "I don't need a babysitter, especially since it's you. I could just walk there, it's not even far. "