The Day {Not official title}

Chapter 23 He'll Be Fine... I Think {Calvin}

Chapter 23: He’ll Be Fine… I Think {Calvin}

            When Rionica left, the evening was more peaceful. Ieo and Gavin weren’t as hostile as Rionica.

            “Well, we should get going. I don’t want to be ripped to shreds by Hermes- uh~I mean or by one if the gods because Digna was brought home a minute late,” I looked at Digna. She nodded and agreed.

            “Yeah, we’re tired from the whole day. A lot has happened in twenty four hours,” she laughed nervously. I left a twenty for me and Digna because I did eat like a hippo. I’m sure I ate at least three whole trays of food. Not to mention dessert.

            “Oh no. It’s okay. I got it. You two are our guests, right?” Ieo said, sliding the over the table back to me. I slid it back.

            “Oh no, I ate at least five trays of food. Not to mention what Digna ate, and both of our desserts. Take it.” She didn’t protest further.

            I exited the food heaven to my car. The grey BMW i8 glistened in the dim light of the street lamp.

            “Nice car. The i8?” Digna asked.

            “Yep. Brand-new. Like it?” I already knew the answer.

            “Tsk. No,” she mocked. She got in the front seat after admiring the vertical opening and closing of the butterfly doors. It made me smile. I climbed in the driver’s seat and inserted the electric key into the ignition. I started driving on the route toward Digna’s house, like the GPS on my dashboard said.

            “I think it’s cool how we get to drive in our freshman year. It’s only in Ohio,” I started the conversation.

            “Yeah, it is. I don’t want to have to wait until my junior or even my senior year to drive. It’d be hard to get around. Thanks for the ride, anyway. You insisted, even though I could drive myself,” she joked. “I’m kidding, loosen up.”

            “I could drop you off right here if you want to. I don’t have to drive you, you know,” I laughed. She punched my arm playfully, harder than most people do.

            “I’m sorry, would you like ‘Hermes – uh~ I mean one of the gods’ to rip you to shreds? Because if you do, then I’m perfectly fine with walking home after watching you die. Do you want that?” she asked.

            “Honestly, I don’t mind being ripped to shreds. I’ll just heal and live on anyway. Remember, immortal?” I teased. I could tell she didn’t like  having people talk back to her, but I was going to be an exception. I liked how she could make comebacks with hidden insults in them. it took an expert to find them. “The real question is, are you really going to just do nothing and watch me get hurt? Or is Hermes’ princess more than just a destructive angel? Hmm? Does my angel have real feelings?” I could feel her cheeks reddening. She hesitated to talk.

            “Shut up,” was the only thing could manage to say. “Remind me again why you decided that Rion was worthy of his gift? Didn’t you say that he was mean and unreasonable?” I took a deep breath.

            “He deserves it. He was so in love with Danica and he wanted to protect her as best he could. He liked her so much, he forgot to know the facts before acting. Blind in rage, he came at me without thinking about what else the burn marks would’ve been. If it were me in his position, I probably would’ve done the same thing. I probably would’ve been blind too and instantly jump to conclusions. Hey, people do stupid things when they’re in love.”