Wandering Hearts | 18+

7.) Rooftop Talks

"Show me
the most damaged
parts of your soul,
and I'll show you
how it still shines like gold."
~ Nikita Gill

CHAPTER SEVEN.
8:00a.m.

Bryson walks through the diner door and sits down on the seat across from me. "Hey, Doll Face!"

"Oh my God. Bryson I have something to tell you."

He places his hand on top of mine. "What is it?"

"Freaking Teddy was having sex with my cousin! Outside, right under my frickin window!"

"God! Really?"

I nod.

"What did you do?"

I grin and lean into my seat. "I spit on Kelly and then dumped my water bottle on them. And then Teddy took off."

He buckles over laughing. His hand bangs against the table, he catches his breath and high fives my hand. "That's amazing!"

I laugh. "Thanks."

The bell above the entrance door dings and in walks Teddy. He stops in his tracks and stares at me before turning around and running out the door. I stand up and run out of the diner. I catch up to Teddy and grab him at the back of his shirt, shoving him against his truck. "What the hell Hunter?!"

He puts his hands up in defense and groans. "Gee woman, you have the grip of a goddess."

"Why did you have to go and fuck my cousin? You know how I feel about them!" I yell.

He bangs the back of his head against the window. "I couldn't help it!"

"You couldn't help it my ass! You have frickin self control, Teddy! Use it!" I demand and pinch his arm. "She's freaking Kasey's age! Do you know how gross that is? And in public! God, dude!"

Bryson walks through the doors and stands next to me. "Why would you have sex with her cousin?"

Teddy looks down at his feet and shrugs. "My dad was home last night and my parents were fighting again. So I left the house, Kelly called me up and just started to dirty talk, dude, you know how that gets me. And she was good at it."

"Ew! I don't need to know how she was."

"No, at dirty talking. You could tell she's done it many times before."

I shake my head in annoyance. "There's no excuse Teddy. You shouldn't have done that." I tell him a take a few steps backwards.

He nods and places his hand on my arm. "Your right, I'm sorry Paisley. It won't happen again, I promise."

I brush his hand off my arm and clear my throat. "It better not."

He shakes his head and makes an X with his fingers over his heart. "Cross my heart and hope to die."

"I appreciate the apology."

Bryson glances at me and then turns to Teddy. "How did she get your number?"

Teddy scratches his cheek and a small grin grows on his face. "She told me she got it from Paisley's phone."