chapter twenty two - ❝i've been hurting bad these days.❞

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"so now where? starbucks? café coffee day? mcdonalds?" asked tom, chewing on a piece of chicken.



i really don't know. i mean, i could probably go work in a mall too.



"eww no. i think you're great over the phone." asserted deliah.



hell no. i've begun hating phone calls lately.



"why?" frowned tom.



before melissa could complete her statement, the doorbell rang. the three glanced at each other before melissa got up to answer the door. she froze in her spot upon seeing jordan standing outside. he had a wide smile pinned over his face. he was wearing a blue t-shirt with black jeans and shoes. the bandage was still around his wrist. he held a bouquet of red roses.



jordan? what're you doing here?



come to see you? they told me you got fired from subway. i swear, i yelled at them so much, they're never gonna welcome me there. and i take an oath never to eat a subway in my whole fucking life!



this is not the right time to be here, ok! go home!



hey hey hey! i'm come here to see you when it should be the other way around and you're pushing me away?



"babe, who is it?!" called tom from behind.



ah...so he's the reason you're pushing me away?



no, he's not. i--



some beautiful roses for the most beautiful girl in this world.



jordan pushed the bouquet of roses into melissa's hand and forced himself inside. deliah and tom wondered who he was. jordan smiled but before he could say anything, melissa barged inside.



look who's here guys! it's jordan, my new friend!



nah, i'm a pretty old friend. it's been a month now since we know each other.



"aww. you're so cute!" sang deliah, "come, join us for dinner! mel told me so much about you."



i hope good things.



"i overheard the bad things." she winked, "i'm deliah, by the way. melissa's roommate."



tom only scanned him from top to down. melissa took a seat next to jordan and through eye contact, she begged tom to behave nicely.



and you must be tom?



"i am. and also melissa's boyfriend."



deliah! i must say even i'm good at overhearing stuff, but i like tom.



deliah and melissa laughed hesitantly.



some chicken salad jordan?



sure, mel. you made it?



"melissa's cooked everything today." said deliah.



tom's eyes went over jordan's wrist, "what happened to you over there?"



er--i hurt myself.



"ouch. that must've hurt bad." replied tom, staring at melissa who had dropped her head down to avoid eye contact.



i've been hurting bad these days.



hey mel, did you organize my three course meal which i wanted?



melissa frowned unable to recollect what he was talking about.



what are you talking about?



jordan gave a fake yawn and smiled. that's when melissa remembered what he was getting at. i wanna eat and drink you. and i'll take moans for dessert.



while deliah and tom were lost, melissa only managed to stamp jordan's foot from under the chair.



"you should go home bro. you don't seem alright." tom was annoyed looking at him.



i'm more than fine right now.



jordan smirked at melissa.

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