The Mute & The Bad Boy

Chapter 5- Did I just do that?

I never thought I would have this much fun at the grocery store. Damian was pushing the Publix cart that I was sitting in and he was running through the store at top speed. I couldn't help laughing my butt off as he ran right past the vegetables that we both needed. By the way, so there's no confusion, when I say "laugh" it basically means I am laughing but there's no sound coming out of my mouth. Not so much LOL, but LIMH (laughing in my head).
What? We all know we all do it when we're texting. It's a rare situation when we're actually laughing out loud.

I point at the carrots and spinach, and he reverses back to them, asking how much I need and which ones.

I tell him and he throws the carrots behind me but throws the spinach at me. More specifically, my face. Seriously? This Joker's about to die. The spinach was still fresh, meaning it was sprayed with water making my face soaked. He chuckles at my super fast change in attitude. Yes, I might be bipolar. What's wrong with that? Is there a problem?

But as soon as we get into the snack/candy aisle, I jump out of the cart and grab one of every fruit flavored gummy in the store. As I dump them in the cart, Damian stares at me with both amusement and shock on his face. "What?" I mouth. This is a normal monthly thing for me. I can't help my cravings.

He just chuckles and I watch his adam's apple bounce in his throat before shaking my head at myself to clear my mind of my strange thoughts and moving forward. I grab orange juice, which if you can't tell by now, is my bae, butter pecan ice cream, and cookie dough ice cream. Then finally I grab cereal. If you haven't guessed which kind it is yet, it's fruit loops.

We're already in the checkout line but I feel like I'm forgetting something... What is it? Then it hits me! I forgot the Uncrustabes! I gasp. Damian made me forget! He used his evil powers of sexiness to make me think solely about him.

The little bastard. 'I'll be right back.' I text then make a mad dash for the freezers. Once I find the correct aisle, I scan for my favorite Uncrustable sandwiches: grape jelly and peanut butter. I've never had the Nutella but I didn't have a coupon for that.

As I grabbed four boxes of grape, I realized I grabbed too many and needed a cart or basket at least. While I wobbled back to the checkout section,  a little girl around the age of 6 ran in front of me causing me to trip and drop all of my precious samiches on the floor. Yes samiches, not sandwiches. And they were still in the boxes but I bet they probably got smooshed in there.

"Oh my- -! Ma'am are you okay?" A young Publix worker exclaimed as he rushed over to me. He had beautiful hazel eyes and had the same tone as Megan, which almost had me thinking he was her twin but then I remembered. She has no siblings. And he was strikingly handsome.

I nodded numbly, staring into his hazel eyes. They were so pretty.

"Do you need any help with these?" Again, I nodded numbly. He grinned, flashing impossibly white teeth. As he looked down to help pick up my things, it was as if a spell was broken and I started gathering my things as well.

Once everything was picked up, we headed back over to Damian who was waiting patiently in line. As soon as he sees me he grins. It drops as soon as he realizes Allen is following me. Allen is the name of the guy who helped me pick up my precious babies. A.K.A my Uncrustables.

"Who's this?" Damian asks. I simply point Allen's name tag and place my samiches on the conveyor belt.

When we get to the front of the line, I realize that Allen is still standing with us. I raise an eyebrow, silently asking what he wants.

"I'd like your phone number please." He states bluntly. I feel Damian tense behind me. Not missing a beat, I shake my head, gesture to Damian and then gesture for Allen to leave. Taking the hint, he glares at Damian who is paying the cashier and leaves.

After we grab all of the bags and are putting them underneath the motorcycle's seat (cuz' I've heard some come with compartments), Damian says "I saw what you did." I raise an eyebrow. 'And what did I do?' I text back once we've finished setting the bags in the compartment. "You told that Allen guy you already had my number so you didn't need his."

Is that what it looked like? Oops.

'No that's not what I intended to portray. You sound super conceited right now. I have a rule. I only give my number to two guys at a time so I don't have people blowing up my phone.'

He smirks. "Yeah right. Say what you want but I can tell you're falling for me." I stare at him, taken aback. Where does he come up with this stuff? I know not on his own so maybe from Bryan. Yeah that sounds about right. But why is it that whenever he's around, my heart starts abusing me?

It isn't until I hear the engine rev that I notice he'd gotten on his bike and was waiting on me. Slightly embarrassed, I slam the helmet on and bury my face in the back of his shirt. I faintly hear his breathing hitch before he kicks the kickstand up and we're riding back to the condos.

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Again, he drops me off at my door but before I shut it he asks, "Are you sure you don't have somewhere else you need to go?" I stop and think. I have my movies. Just bought popcorn. Got a whole bunch of candy and my pajamas and blankets on deck. Nope, I'm good.

Time for the annual movie night. After every test or exam, I always watch a movie to feel balanced. All work and no play makes a very dull and boring girl.

'Nope. I'm good. You're welcome to join me though.' Then I turn around, inwardly facepalm myself, curse the way my heart and fingers have a stronger connection than that of my fingers and brain, and start setting up.

"What are you doing?" Damian asks following me in. I look at the groceries still in his hands and push him back outside and into the hallway. "Woah! What? Having second thoughts?" He exclaims, confused. Shaking my head, I point to his groceries, then to his door, telling him to put them away. "Oh okay. I'll be back when I'm done." Then he goes into his condo and I'm left to figure out what the heck I just got myself into.

Hey yo! (Pronounced Halo without the "l".) What's happenin' my peeps? I don't know about you but I think Treble/Ninel got herself into a sticky sitiation (pronounced situation without the "u".). What do you think will happen in a movie night for two? Muahahahahahaha! That was my evil laugh. 😈😈😈 Ok bye bye!
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