2:29 AM

Chapter Thirty-Two

Colton and I are in a cheap motel. There's one bed and a couch. There's also a small bathroom with a shower.

Today's been a fucking nightmare. First, there was all of the shit with my mom. And now there's Colton.

Colton.

I can't believe I kissed him. God, I'm so stupid. Fuck. Why the hell did I kiss him anyways? I don't think it was because Mom messed me up. I think I actually wanted to. Wait, hold the fucking horses, do I like Colton? Like, like-like him. Shit.

"Fuuuck," I groan.

"Huh?" Colton asks. I spin around. I've been watching Law and Order SVU reruns for a couple of hours.

"Oh, uh nothing," I say. He's walking out of the bathroom, his hair's wet and dripping water. He just took a shower and he's only wearing his jeans, no shirt. I look at my watch. It's 12:41 AM.

We haven't talked really since the car. "Are you gonna shower?" Colton asks. He's leaning against the wall next to bathroom with his arms crossed over his bare chest. I turn around to look at him.

"Later," I say. I stand up and stretch. "I'm hitting the vending machines." I slip my shoes on and walk out of the room. Jesus, I'm a mess. I walk to the end of the hallway and stare at the two vending machines. I sigh and get a Dr. Pepper and then a bag of M&M's. I walk back to the room, taking my time.

I have to deal with a wet, very sexy, shirtless Colton. All well not remembering the way he looked at me after I kissed. How humiliated I felt. Shit. But I should probably grow a pair of balls and say something about what happened.

When I get back to the room, Colton's sitting on the bed, leaning back on his hands. He looks up when he sees me. "Did you get anything for me?" he asks.

"No," I say. Oh, shit. He's really messing with me. Before I would have said that his present was outside and that the guy didn't like to be kept waiting. I shake my head slightly and sit on the couch. I open my soda and take a long drink.

"I'm uh, sorry for what happened back there," I say, staring at the TV.

"It's okay," Colton says. "It's kind of my fault too."

"Yeah," I say. I play with the edge of the M&M bag. "I mean, you did kind of lead me on."

"What the hell does that mean?" Colton asks. I turn around and frown at him.

"What do you think it means?" I ask him. "You were always saying shit to me and doing shit. What was I supposed to think?"

"Oh, I dunno. Maybe that I'm a manwhore and I flirt with everyone?" Colton says. I stand up.

"Okay, you know what? You're such a jackass and I never should have kissed you," I say. Colton stands up. His green eyes are just as angry as mine are.

"Then why did you?" he asks.

"I don't know!" I yell. "Why did you kiss me back?"

"Hey, you kissed me," Colton says.

"We already established that! God! It's like talking to a wall. Whatever I say just fucking bounces right off of you!" I yell. "Do you have any idea how maddening you are?" Colton looks at me.

"You don't think you're infuriating?" Colton asks. I narrow my eyes. He starts to walk towards the door. I grab the M&M's and chuck them at Colton. He whips around, his eyes blazing green.

"Where the fuck are you going? We're talking!" I yell, crossing my arms. He rubs the back of his neck where the M&M's hit him.

"You wanna talk? Fine. Let's talk," Colton says. "You're obviously messed up from all of the shit your mom did."