𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘊𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘴 | (𝘉𝘰𝘺𝘹𝘉𝘰𝘺)

5; Josh

        My skateboard jumped when it went over every crack that seemed to be in the sidewalk. I huffed, wanting my lighter with me but that brat decided to snatch it before he left. When I left Brian's house I had decided to stop by this girl's house. I can't quite remember her name; Jazzy? Or was it Shelby? I groaned not remembering, but it wasn't like I wanted to.
         I put my foot on the ground and pushed, making me go faster. I knew I had to make it to the skatepark before Cole did because I didn't want to keep him waiting.
         I rubbed my neck and thought about the girl. I remember she was all up on my neck and i'm pretty sure she left marks on me. Me being the person I am I wasn't worried about it. If Cole had something to say then he can say it. I don't want to keep shit from him, but I knew what he was doing.
         That kid is basically obsessed with me, all he does is follow me around like a lost puppy. The only thing I can do is use that as an advantage of making him do things for me. I knew that he was scared of me, his eyes tells it all and the way he breaks out into a cold sweat.
         I can't say anything though I wasn't upset in dating him, but I guess all I really wanted to do was be free and mess around with other girls. In other words I have Cole wrapped around my finger and I sure as hell ain't mad at that.
         I know the way he is and the things he does, but when someone takes my shit without telling me I get pissed off. I'm not the type to deal with that type of stuff either. Like at school, last year I got into a couple of fights and put a knife to their throat. Anger issues ran through my veins and there's no changing that.
         The sun was barely peeking out of the tall trees next to the skatepark and surprisingly there was no one there. Half the time there was always junior high kids running the place, acting like they were all big and bad when in reality they were just whoosies.
     I laughed at the thought, remembering how I was back then and to be honest I was just the same, but that never changed. Still I do think i'm bigger and better than everyone, confident is a word to describe me and other words from strangers is how they see me. To others i'm a mean person when in reality I just don't give a fuck. My mouth runs on its own and with every sentence a curse word seems to pass my lips.
     At this moment I sat on a bench and threw Cole's jacket beside me, forgetting that I had it draped over my shoulders before. In the position I was in I had a full view of the skatepark. I remember when Cole and I used to come here a lot and now we're slowly aren't anymore. For us it was a way of transportation, knowing that neither of us wouldn't be getting a car anytime soon since money for him is tight. I was lucky enough to get through the eleventh grade since I hardly ever went to school.
     I'm always the one to sit in the back of the classroom and pick on the other kids, whether that be throwing wadded up gum wrappers at them or tiny eraser parts. The principal's office is where I ended up, luckily my parents never found out. My parents are so gullible and will believe anything I tell them and for me that was a pro.
     I heard the rolling of wheels getting closer and when I looked up it was Cole. I smirked and got up from the bench, leaving my skateboard to rest on the wooden bench. "Hey." he said, getting off his skateboard and set it beside mine. "Hey." I said back, looking at him intensely. He could sense what I was waiting for and he reached for his pocket, pulling out my lighter. "Why did you take it in the first place?" "Well," he rubbed the back of his neck and looked down at the ground. I knew he was scared because of his actions. Cole wasn't the type to act scared in front of people, but for me he makes an exception.
        "Hm?" I waited for his answer and he kept shifting back and forth, not wanting to even answer the question. "I didn't mean to Josh, just picked it up on accident. Nothing what you're thinking." "Yeah? Well if you manage to take something of mine again i'm not going to let you off easy for it." "I knew you were going to say something like that." I rolled my eyes and I smirked. Cole was now acting tough, it was always a sight to see and was basically entertainment for me.
         "Hey, just had to remind you." I shrugged my shoulders. Something about him was a little off. He smelled like liquor and nicotine the nicotine was something normal of course, but liquor? The only person that Cole hangs out with that drank heavily was Brian and in reality jealousy kicked in. I knew we weren't dating, Cole and I, but my stupid emotions just ran that way. One second i'm living my life not giving any fucks and then the next i'm here getting jealous over a stupid ex of mine.
         "Where did you get those from?" He was referring to my neck that was littered in hickies from that booty call I made."What kind of stupid question is that? I got them from a chick." I said annoyingly. The confident face expression he had was soon destroyed by what looked to be sadness with a hint of frustration. I'm not saying I can read that boy like a damn book, but sometimes it's so obvious.
         "I could of guessed that." he said, running a hand through his hair. "Oh ya? I'm pretty sure you couldn't." I laughed at him and wrapped my arm around his neck, ruffling his hair. He grabbed at my arms laughing and tried getting out of the head lock I had him in. "Josh stop!" He laughed and when I let go he started coughing. "That really wasn't fair you know." I rolled my eyes and pushed him and he decided to push me back. Once he started messing with me like that there wasn't going back and soon we had a little brawl, with pushing and each time I would put him in a head lock since I was much taller that him.
         "I surrender! Josh stop!" I took out my lighter and switched it on putting it in front of his face. His brown eyes stared at it and he started pushing his feet back, trying to get away. "I'm not going to hurt you Cole, but this should teach you to not take my stuff ever again."
         "Alright alright." He moved his head back and forth still struggling against me and my grib I still had on him. It was fun fighting with him like this because I knew I could always win. Like I said before I had this boy wrapped around my finger and there was nothing he could do about it.
         Cole was too obsessed and scared of me, just how I liked him to be. Even though our past was rough im happy to be in this mental state with him. I know what I did to him and I couldn't change that or who I am. I liked the way I was even though he did. I still remember the time we first kiss. It was beside a dumpster and we both shared a smoke together. I know I told him he was special right then and there, but that was how I felt at that moment.
         Goddamn my emotions got the best of me in that time and I just blurted out how I felt in that moment and feelings for people do change. I'm not using him, no, instead he is putting himself in this position and i'm just going along with him.
         "You're such a dumbass." I let go of him and took him out of my head lock, afterwards walking to his jacket pocket and grabbed out a cigarette from his pack. I lit it with my lighter and took a drag, blowing it up into the sky. The sun had finally set and it was nighttime, no surprise in that I hadn't been home all day.
         "How am I the dumbass in this situation." He walked over to me and snatched the cigarette away from my middle and forefinger. I rolled my eyes and he did the same, taking a longer drag than me. "If i'm the dumbass then that makes you the asshole." There he went again, feeling confident as ever, he passed it back to me.
I walked closer to him and with the cigarette still in my hands I grabbed his face and look at him. He furrowed his eyebrows at me, confusing by my actions. Without burning his face with the falling ashes I kissed him and after a minute or two I finally pushed him away. The look on his face was priceless.
"Come get you jacket dumbass and leave." His face changed emotions as he forgot in that split second and the time being with me, all about the main purpose I texted him to come here, minus him taking my lighter.
"Oh...ya." I rolled my eyes at what he said. "Don't get all soft on me now, it's not like that anymore." I clicked my tongue and put the cigarette in my mouth as a grabbed his jacket that I too totally forgot that I left it on the bench. I shoved his jacket at him and afterwards took one more drag before smashing the cigarette under my boot.
"Thanks Josh." Cole put his jacket on and I grimaced as he said my name like that, the way he did. "Yeah yeah, now get out of here."