Chapter twenty eight
Stage two: Paranoia and Hostility
Arizona
Troy's P.O.V
Upon waking up I saw Nante storm in the room with the front of her powder blue T-shirt colored brown and gave off the robust scent of coffee.
Thank you Aaron ! She bolted for the locker under my bunk and commenced rummaging through the content.
" Morning"
" Morning"
" What are you doing ?" I asked
" What does it look like I'm doing " she snapped still not sparing a glance at my direction.
" Why are all your clothes dirty ?"
" You didn't wash them" I replied getting anihilated by her heat ray vision. " This is great I can't wear my clothes since they all of a sudden dissappeared or clean ones from your pile "
" Well I do have a shirt but you'd probably not like it" I uttered.
" I don't care I need a shirt"
" Sure" I replied tossing the special black shirt to her.
Her face was priceless once she read the words on the front.
" I can't wear this" she snapped holding the shirt out in front of her.
" It's clean" I reasoned reading to get back on my videocam." It says fart master" her voice dropped an octave." It's funny " I replied to regret since she made a face.
Damn this is the time I decided to talk.
She figured it out too soon.
" You" she glared at me. " Yes ?"
" You did this all of this my clothes, yours just so that I wear this crap" she snapped tossing it to me. " Easy"
" Where are my clothes Troy !"
" I don't know "
" Fine don't tell me but remember this you thought I was a pain in the ass before when you brought your white ass self in my motel room well you're mistaken I'm coming for you " she warned.
I'm not scared of her!
Unfortunately I flinched when she grabbed the shirt out of my hand.
" You look great " I hollered to be flipped off. Please all she'll do is pout and walk away as she always does.
That went well. Stage one has ceased now for stage two. I put on my best acting skill freezing to sniff and announce "Did you just fart?" I asked
" God I hate you " she muttered.
" I know I'm happy too" I answered before she left me at the table.
See pout and walk away I struggled to cut her some slack but this is war there's no room for mercy for the enemy.
" Where are you going ?" I asked replied by silence " See you later" I hollered.
"Not to intrude but I think there's a better way to treat your girlfriend" suggested Charlotte.
" That's because you don't understand what's going on and she's not my girlfriend " I replied before walking away and meeting up with Aaron " Okay send her the pic" I told him who obliged everything is falling into place.
At lunch I had a bowl of meatless chilli heading my second bowl. " Troy I'll fight you for this bowl of chilli" she warned right across the table from me.
Holding eye contact with her I slipped my hand almost reaching it to get my hand almost stabbed by her spoon.
I watched her gulp the whole thing wincing as though she took a shot okay maybe she won this one.
" Ah" she groaned holding her head.
" Well played" I remarked " Is that a smile I see" I added as she did her signature move of getting away.
" Why do you keep running away ? " I cheered though this time not flipped off.
And she won the next one at night when it was movie night. I'd offered Get out for the night since I was told a few girls in Nante's dorm weren't a big fan of Get out.
The thing is I didn't know she had conquered this until I got into the room where I want to say Jennifer and Ann looked at me funny.
" What? " I asked following Jennifer gaze to my crotch then the smirk and evil glint in Vixen's eyes.
Damn hope this works then. At about one in the morning I got bored falling asleep at one point soundly till the common term.
" Lights out" I woke from my slumber dragging my feet to my bunk across the room.
I was only sure it worked when I found Nante sleeping against the door of Impossible in a standing position.
I patted her cheek enjoying this very much till she swatted my hand away again.
" Morning"
" Uuugh" she groaned climbing up into the cabin. " How you sleep last night?"
" I was thinking of any ho-"
" Ah I couldn't sleep last night because Ann kept screaming in her sleep thanks to that movie"
" I am going to sleep now you can drive I don't care" she concluded slithering onto the sleeper.
I shrugged heading to the driver's seat and turning on the ignition.
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It just continued from then like how she ratted on my sneaking into the hostel past curfew or me drawing my buddy,Frank on her face.
Let's not forget her leaving me at the traffic lights then me pulling the chair under her she tried to throw a drink at me on that one.
Though we did put a halt to all of it. Was probably a Friday or Saturday. Porkies called me in its red neon glory. Immediately the car door framed the sign I walked out of the truck and strolled into the bar.
" Rum and coke" I ordered before a light chuckle escaped my lips at the profanities the barely balanced and fresh customers shouted at the spooked singer.
" Here you go" uttered the bartender. My hand lifted the glass off the table and I chugged the drink in a matter of minutes.
" Hit me again" I burped with a fist to my chest. No more than five minutes I had another glass of the fizzy drink and like its predecessor I finished it in record time.
My head felt like lead gravity was my enemy and my head collapsed at the bar table.
Hmm?
I pushed myself off the bar counter, a frown was etched at my face at the blurred image that kept spinning with sound that drained in and out the worst was that light which made this an overexposed picture.
Nonetheless I got out of the bar and landed at the mucus green carpet when I tasted rum and coke before the gag reflexes kicked in.
Till I tasted nothing but bile and failed to wretch I laid on the carpet from my hamstring a stabbing pain that pinned me to the carpet. My ears ringing nonstop till black dots took over my vision.
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I was debating of putting a recap but I was advised against it so I just hope something familiar might pop up in your head as you read the chapter.
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