I Do... Not Want My Boyfriend

Chapter 8

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Chapter 8

 --Elspeth--

I groaned as I listened to the gospel music Riven was playing while we made our way to my parents house. Don't get me wrong, I don't have anything against gospel music but my head was throbbing enough as it was without the added discomfort of the music.

Never again, never, ever, ever again. I chanted to myself while I tried to massage my temples. 

Riven and I were headed over to my parents house for Sunday dinner, which I wasn't too happy about but I was going to have to show Riven to my parents eventually. I just hoped they stayed off the liquor, the last thing I wanted was Riven passing out his pamphlets and thinking I had hung out with alcoholics all my life.

Then again...

I shook my head again, moaning at how jumbled my mind suddenly became. I could barely handle the aching pain that erupted from the top of my head. 

Oh yes, never, ever again.

"Are you sure you're alright? I mean you can always cancel with your parents and come back another time." Riven suggested.

"No, no, it's fine." I told him and gestured for him to keep driving through my subdivision. We were already in my neighborhood so it was too late to go back now.

And since I hadn't seen my parents in a long while it only made since to come down here for dinner. Turning down their dinner date proposal would translate an I'm breaking free from my past life, goodbye suckas message. And that was something I didn't want nor need... sometimes.

Riven and I settled down in silence until he pulled into the driveway of my home. I sighed as I looked up at my house. It was a well sized home, but not too flashy although my parents could afford it.

Riven turned towards me just as I was about to get out of his car. "Can we talk about something real quick?" he asked, his body tensing.

I cocked my head to the side, grimacing from the pounding ache in my forehead. Not to mention I was extremely thirsty. "Yeah, what do you want to talk about?" I softly asked Riven. My mind was on something else altogether different yet he seemed to be just as nervous as I was quenched.

"Do you remember anything from last night?" he asked.

Guilt washed over me like running water as I squirmed in the leather seats of his red car.

I remembered some things from last night, but most importantly I remembered kissing Clay. It was something that I didn't want to talk to Riven about just yet especially since we were attending a Sunday dinner with my parents.

I shook my head, "Nope, nothing at all, can we please just go inside? I'm really thirsty." I begged.

Riven nodded, his broad shoulders slumping in defeat. I inwardly sighed. He's been down and out all morning and I wondered if he knew about my kiss, but it seemed like if he had known about that then he wouldn't have gone out with me at all.

We both got out of the car and then made our way over to the front door of my house, I smiled at the garden gnomes that stood in my yard. How cute were those little guys? So cute.