(Edited 7/8/18)
I get out of my car and walk towards the cafe. When I enter, the delicious scent of coffee beans and pastries hit my nose and I smile to myself. I order my Macchiato and Kait texts me.
My Bella: Text me how everything goes.
J: I will. Love you.
My Bella: Me too.
I laugh at her message and I grab my coffee after paying. I'm dressed in all black today since the weather decided to take a dip. Hopefully, I'll capture some heat in these clothes.
I'm wearing a black leather jacket and leather pants. A black t-shirt and some combat boots. I made sure to put my curly hair up in a ponytail and gel my edges.
Got to look cute for the bad boy, right?
Liam said he'd meet me here at 8:00, after his practice was over. Remember when I said we'd talk the next day, after I came home to a Liam who was high? Yeah, he apparently had to 'leave for some errands.' Errands my ass.
Nevertheless, I let him go and he said we'd talk today. He didn't show up for school yesterday, I'm not surprised. He didn't come home either. We never even talked about why he leaves and comes back...bruised.
I hope we can get to that today, but knowing him, he'll blow it off. It's 8:10 and he's not here. I get up to go get another Macchiato around 8:30.
9:00
I decided to text Kait, my anger is growing. I feel it building. With Sophia and Emily breathing down my damn neck, Michael and my mom leaving every other day, Liam being the most aggravating human being on the Earth, and all this College Prep, life is really killing me.
It's nearing the end of October, which is the ending of Fall Season. Winter Season starts early November and that means Basketball. I would cut people out of my life during this season because this is my chance to get into college. I don't need any more stress on me and I definitely don't need trouble.
J: This moron still hasn't showed up, I'm on my 3rd Macchiato.
My Bella: Give him some time, maybe he's taking his time to look good for you ;)
J: Yeah, right. For someone who likes me, he surely is being distant.
My Bella: HE TOLD YOU HE LIKES YOU!?
J: Yeah...
My Bella: And you didn't tell me?
I can imagine her eyebrow raised and her eyes glaring at me.
J: Oops, he's here gotta go!
My Bella: I know damn well he is not there.
J: Yeah he is, bye.
I lied.
My Bella: JASMINE GET BACK HERE
My Bella: YOUNG LADY
My Bella: HELLO!!!!
I ignored her and turned off my phone. She'll be okay tomorrow. It's 9:30. I'm so glad the shop closes late.
He walks in at 10:00 and I'm a steaming mess. 5 Macchiatos, lots of espresso. I'm hyper and pissed.
He spots me and I know I'm killing him with my meanest look ever. He walks over to me, smiling and when he gets close enough, I backhand him.
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The Player in Him
Teen Fiction"Why aren't you scared?" I whine and he laughs. "Come on, you wouldn't dare hurt me with that. It's too risky, and I can get out of this easily, babe." I can tell he's smirking and it's sickening. "Oh yeah? Try." I say confidently and in o...
