The Bucket List

oh no

Kevin and I decide to get our bill and go when Ashley starts to take things too far.

We were sitting quietly eating our food when she went on her friend's side of the booth they were sitting in and started making comments about me and the way I look, pretending they were gossiping but purposefully being loud enough so that I could hear it.

Kevin heard it too. He offered to request to move seats but I told him I would rather just go home.

"Are you sure?" He asked me. I simply nodded. I just wanted some alone time to think about myself.

I've done something wrong. Terribly wrong. I've made this girl hate me because she's psycho, and desperately in love with Kevin, and the only thing holding her back is me. Yes, I am helping Kevin but if she's going to come after me then is it really worth it? This girl was ruined by Kevin before he changed his ways. She just wants another shot with him but she's doing it in all the wrong ways. She's made Kevin hate her, and now I have to pretend to be his girlfriend for God knows how long, maybe until I die, literally.

"Are you sure you're okay?" He asks, putting a reassuring hand on my shoulder. I feel myself tense up when I feel his touch. He caught me off guard, I wasn't expecting to be touched.

"Yeah." I say, "I'm fine."

"She's just trying to get to you, you know."

"I can't pretend to be your girlfriend anymore." I simply state. "I don't want her coming after me and making me feel bad all the time. I'm not even dating you, for God sakes!"

"I know, Morgan. I get it. Honestly, you don't have to if you don't want to."

"But that's the thing." I say, "she knows where we are. So if I were to all of a sudden... Not act like your girlfriend anymore she would know something's up. I'm almost convinced she followed us to the breakfast restaurant."

"That would make sense."

"I can't do this anymore." I say, "I don't want to do anything today." I say, trying to hold back tears.

The things she said to me were so... vile. How could she have the nerve to say such things to me?

"What a fucking ugly whore. She'd make the people at a homeless shelter look rich."

"It doesn't help that she's sitting next to Kevin. He's so hot, how could he even go near a girl like her? She looks like a rat compared to him. A big, ugly, fat, rat."

"She was totally making out with Kevin in front of me. She's such a fucking slut!"

So that's how my day is going so far.

"Are you sure?" He asks, as I pull up to a red light. "It might help you take your mind off of things." He goes to put his hand back on my shoulder but changes his mind and places it on my back of my hand, which is sitting on my leg. This time, instead of tensing up, his touch relaxes me, and I feel just a little bit better. It makes me question that if he leaves me alone, I'll feel worse.

"Yeah, I'm sure." I say, still unsure. "Maybe I'll call you later."

"Okay." He says, understanding, his hand still rested on top of mine.

The light turns green and I start driving again, getting closer to Kevin's house.

I don't really know what to think, what to do at this point.

I pull into his driveway as something takes over me and without thinking I turn my hand over so that he can hold it in his. He just looks at me with an emotion that I'm guessing is shock and takes my hand back in his.