Sunshiny Things (Original)

Ch. 21 She's Not In My Brain

Cole

Her lips. I was staring at her damn lips! What the hell was I thinking doing what I just did? But for some reason, I couldn't look away. And I could tell, I scared her. They were tiny yet so full. And her top lip made the most perfect, pink Cupid's bow. And for her bottom lip, it was plump and quivering. It was quivering because I'm such an inconsiderate fuckup. I punch the brick wall in the guest bedroom, which is now actually Cams room, causing my knuckles to slice open as I scream and curse. But it's not the pain in my hand that's causing me to scream. She didn't push me away. She didn't push me away in the Kitchen but she pushed Dace away at the ice rink. But then she asked about that dick, and it just set me off. I didn't mean to go that far. I didn't even really want to. All my emotions just overtook me and everything went dark.

    "Maybe you should just do the...you know...bang bang," I hear Josh say from behind me as he sits on the bed. I turn around and and give him a death glare. "Oh, Cole! Faster, faster!" Josh starts to scream as he does pretend humping motions at the air. I throw Josh a middle finger, before taking a cig out of my pocket and taking a very long, needed drag. I puff out the cloud I just inhaled and indulge in the feeling of the already approaching buzz.

It's currently 1:00 am, and the party is still raging outside the bedroom door. I dragged Kyle and josh in here, to let out my rage and also to tell them about what the hell I just did. Even though they don't know rat shit about girls. And as for the party, I just really needed the noise to drown out my thoughts about today.

When I got home after being at the ice rink, I came home to a note from my mom saying that her and dad had to go on a impromptu business meeting. Business meeting my ass. I know dad just wanted to get away from me and not take responsibility for what he did. He always runs away from his problems. My neighbors don't really care about my parties anymore. Partially, because there's only two other people besides me and Freya on the floor, due to how big the apartments are. But mostly, I just pay them a shit tun of money to keep their mouths shut and not go ramble to the cops. It's not like we don't have money to spare or anything.

    "You little shit, that's Becca's best friend," I hear Kyle say to josh. But josh just breaks out into laughter. Josh and Becca have grown really close ever since that disaster of a party that happened. Honestly it's revolting. He's even talked about possibly getting to a fucking relationship with her. I don't understand how people do that dating shit.

    "I'm serious," Josh starts back up again and I roll my eyes which makes me think of Freya. No...stop!

"From what I've heard, you're a fireball in bed. Trust me, you can get any girl you want, Coleslaw." I shake my head and grunt before running my hands through my hair.

    "I don't want her, fuck!" I yell. "And don't you start with that damn nickname too!" I point a warning finger at him.

    "Yeah, what the hell man?" Kyle whines at Josh for stealing his nickname for me. But all I do is roll my eyes again. Stop!

    "How about this," Kyle starts this time to make his suggestion, and I stop pacing to look at him. "Just hook up with some random chick to rid Freya from your brain." My eyes go to slits as I stare at him and I swear I here him gulp. Ha.

    "She's not in my brain," I groan with frustration as I pull on my hair. Ugh, everything is so confusing and frustrating right now. "I just feel like a total dick. The fact that I approached her like that when I know it's makes her uncomfortable, dick move! And it's not just Freya, you shouldn't do that to any girl in general." Kyle and Josh stare up at me from the bed as I stand red faced in front of them. Josh is holding back his laugh from my sudden out burst, and Kyle is looking at me with a smirk displayed on his lips.

    "Pussy," Kyle challenges me and I glare at him again.

    "Ha," Josh then adds, and I direct my glare between the both of them.

    "You think I'm a pussy because I don't like making girls uncomfortable?" I growl at them. Kyle shakes his head and stands up directly in front of me. With him standing up, I'm still hovering above him. But that's what I'm like with most people considering I'm tall as hell.

    "No," Kyle says, extending out the o to exaggerate the word. "You're a pussy for not just fucking her yet." My eyes grow wide and a look of disgust gets displayed on my face.

    "Why the hell would I fuck her?" I scream with the same look still plastered on my face. Kyle and Josh both take a glance at each other and I grunt in desperation as I wait for his answer.

    "Sexual ten—." Josh starts to say something, but quickly gets cut off by Kyle kicking him in his shins. "Ow, booboo!" Josh complains as he rubs where Kyles foot made contact with his body. I look between the both of them with anger and confusion. I blame myself for getting into this mess. Who were I to think that these fuckwads could help me in any sort of way?

    "Okay then," Kyle says putting his hands up in surrender. "Then let's say girls in general. You've been off your game lately, man. You need to hook up with someone. It might just be the perfect distraction. I know at least about fifteen girls who have come up to me begging for me to put in a good word for you—."

    "No thanks," I say cutting him off. Without giving them any warning, I stalk towards the door and rush out leaving them behind. I already have the perfect girl in mind.

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