Jake's POV
I don't know how much more of this lovely dovey shit I can take. For the last hour I have been sitting in my car watching Tyler and Idget make out. Okay, not really watching the two of them but waiting for them to finish their, "kiss and make up" session. Which they have successfully kissed, and it is aparant that they have made up. So let's go already.
Obviously.
I also have an inkling feeling that Tyler finally took my advice to grow some ball hairs and ask Idget to be his girlfriend. I just wish that they would be done sucking face and get back in the fucking car already. I want to get back to my girlfriend and taste her sweet skin on my tongue.
I groan in frustration at the thought.
"Come on! Hurry the fuck up already!" I mutter to them, knowing they can't fucking hear me.
I know what they can hear though.
This.
Beeeeeeeeep beep beepbeeeeeep!
I blare my car horn, jostling Tyler and Idget from their make-out bubble of fucking love.
"Shit! Sorry man. My hand slipped." I holler out the already rolled-down window. I lied.
They climbed off of the picnic table and walked back toward the car. Slow as fucking snails.
"Fucking finally. Rude ass pricks." I mumbled as they walked up to the passenger side of the car.
"What?" Tyler asked. Shit. Did he hear me?
"Nothing, man. I'm in a hurry though so can we go?"
"Yeah, sorry. I'm sure you would like to get back to the hospital." Tyler teased.
"The hospital? Why?" Idget asked curiously. "Is Alicia having a prenatal checkup today?"
"No, she was attacked last night, and the prick cut her throat a little."
"Your joking right? Jake stop joking. It's not funny!" Idget scolded me. My grip tightened on the steering wheel.
I wish I was joking. Like I would joke about a thing like that though. Jesus this girl is so stupid sometimes.
"He isn't joking." Tyler spoke up quietly before I snarled at her with a few choice words of my own.
"She... She really got hurt?" Idget asked stupidly. Ending my patience with this dim-witted woman buckling herself into my back seat.
"Yes! Fucking hell. Yes, she's really hurt. Would I fucking lie about something like that about Alicia?" I snapped, immediately regretting the moment the words left my dumbass lips.
Idget jumped from the tone of my voice and whimpered. Tyler brushed his hand down her arm to soothe her.
"You didn't have to yell at her you dick." He yelled at me.
Woah, when did this guy learn to man up and yell at me? I guess he grew some ball hairs. Long ones. Nobody fucking yells at me.
Well... Except for Alicia. But I don't mind when she does it. It just makes my cock hard when she's yelling at me though. I can't help it.
But this guy. What the fuck?
He was right though. I know he is. The second I snapped at the bi... Idget, I knew I was in the wrong. I don't know what made me so tense in that moment. Perhaps the image of Alicia being held against her will with a knife slicing the tender skin of her beautiful flawless neck had me feeling a little on edge. Okay, more than a little but whatever the reason was, I was angry at the world and I took it out on Idget just now.
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The Stoic And The Beast
Romance"I don't want to forgive you, I don't want to be your friend And for the last time, my name isn't princess." My voice wavered. That's all my pathetic brain could manage to come up with? I squeezed my eyes shut when he moved his face dangerously clo...
