One More Time, One More Chance

Chapter 5- Too Much Unexpected

Chapter 5

                “Marcia, stop that, it’s fucking creepy,” Killian said. I laughed and made my smile only bigger as I took a bite of my pizza slice. Huh, I feel like I’m at those creepy billboards that advertise Pizza Hut. A lot of people say just looking at those billboards say it makes them feel really hungry. But no, not me. Whenever I see those billboards, especially those eating pizza, I always feel like they’re saying You’re next, bitch. It’s weird.

                “What’s wrong with smiling, Killian? I thought you said you want me to move on from John and be happy,” I said, taking another bite.

                “That smile makes you look like a pedophile!” he exasperated, making Kaitlyn spit out some of the iced tea she was drinking. Well, I’m glad I learned my lesson. Kaitlyn will not have her enzymes anywhere near me anymore. Unfortunately, Killian was the unlucky guy seated next to her, so he got hit.

                “Kaitlyn, I would damn appreciate it if you not drank shit and just spit it near me!” Killian yelled.

                “Hey, it’s your fault for saying something so hilarious!” she laughed, flipping her raven black hair. Kaitlyn has a weird habit of doing that whenever she finds something so freaking hilarious. I do not find anything about me being called a pedophile freaking hilarious.

                “But seriously, Marcia, did you pick someone up yesterday?” Killian asked. “You look really happy. I haven’t seen you that happy in months.”

                I put my can of coke down and shrugged. “I don’t really know, man. I mean, it’s just sudden good vibes, I guess.” To be honest, I actually know why I’m in a good mood. It’s been three weeks since my sort-of date with Evan. You might be wondering what happened after that. Well, Evan was taken home first, but we exchanged numbers before that. I didn’t sleep long, actually. We usually talked. Evan gave me more of his weird and never-to-be-understood riddles. I never got the answer to any of them.

                Another thing suddenly happened last week. Jacob, for some reason I can’t put my finger on, started getting clingy. Well, I do admit he has been clingy before, but this time, it’s starting to get even worse. He would always hold my hand, doing what those sappy boyfriends always do. That’s why I’ve been ignoring him for the past week.

                What are you playing at, Jacob?

***

                The next few days passed like the breeze. After informing my friends of my suspicions of Jacob, they- namely Killian- started being in overprotective mode. He started keeping an eye on his suspected classmate, and although it felt good not being sugar daddied by him, I felt kind of bad avoiding him.

                A week has finally passed since that happened. After seeing that Jacob might stop doing that, I let him off the hook. I let him hang out with me again.

                But I was wrong.

                I was terribly wrong. He turned into an even worse sugar daddy. He would not stop holding my hand. He would not stop putting his arm around my shoulders. Evan does that to me sometimes, but when it’s him, I feel safe, secure and at home.

                But with Jacob? I’ve known Jacob longer than I’ve known Evan, but I feel like a stranger wrapped around his arms.

                “Jacob,” I muttered one afternoon. His arms were around me again, and as of now, I am trying my absolute best to pry out of his arms. It was so hot, and his arms are not making it any cooler, or more fresh-smelling.