Can't Compete

twelve

"NO." ELLA SPOKE.

Cap scrunched his face up. "Fuck you mean, 'No'?"

"I refuse to sleep on the floor or on the couch."

"You not getting my motherfucking bed."

Ella crossed her arms together. She didn't appreciate the volume he was talking and wasn't sure if he was raising his voice at her or simply always spoke this loud and aggressive.

"It's half-past five in the morning and we both have had no sleep. Do you still want to argue?"

He narrowed his eyes. "We arguing 'cause you trippin'!"

"Fine. Take me to a hotel,"

"You got hotel money?" he looked at her mockingly, already knowing the answer.

Ella mentally sighed. She had informed him of her situation with her parents thinking she was in another state. And with them thinking that, paying with her credit card that her parents paid off would only give away the fact that she was still in New York through her transactions.

"Yeah, that's right. Now take your ass in the living room and sleep there." Cap instructed, pointing towards the door.

"Why don't you do that?"

"Bi— This is my house. My house. My room."

She felt herself getting a small headache from how loud he was talking. Everyone she had ever encountered spoke clearly and at a moderate tone. And if she was honest, sometimes, she wasn't even aware of the definitions to some of the words he used.

They found themselves standing on opposite ends at the side of the bed, staring at each other. Cap shot an irritated look at her, while Ella maintained her impassive face with crossed arms.

Realising that Ella was not going to give in. Cap scowled and aggressively threw back the covers on his end. "Not finna stand here entertaining your dumbass."

He got into the bed and took off his sweatpants, leaving him in his white wife-beater and boxers. Ella wasn't fazed as she didn't even have any underwear on and went into the bed on her end.

"You better stay on your side," he bit out.

This man is so sure I want to sleep with him. Ella thought unamused. She wondered who in the world gave him so many compliments to make him think so highly of himself like so.

Seeing that it was now the morning and she had been awake during her usual hours of sleep, Ella had no problem drifting off to sleep.

Yet, it felt like she closed her eyes for five minutes before rudely woken up by loud voices. Ella fluttered her eyelid open, still heavy from sleep.

"This is so fucking hilarious," she heard a male voice snicker.

"You gon keep fucking laughing till I push you out of a moving car." Cap chuckled to himself. Ella moved her head up slowly and rested it against the bed head, causing him to smack his teeth. "Now, look. You woke her annoying ass up."

Her fatigue immediately went away as her eyes stared directly at Cap. He and Satan were standing a couple of meters away from the bed, more towards the door.