𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘴

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In the horizon, something distracted Theo's attention away from me, she kept her eyes spotting the speedy figures of cars that dashed by. I could wonder what was going on up in her mind, what was she so busy thinking about. For a reason unknown to me, I desperately wanted to be the center of her attention, I wanted her to look at me, to talk to me, to just feel her paying attention to my existence.

I fixed my eyes back on the road, brushing away the nonsense that started spreading around my head. The doughnut place was in my sight, I felt relief falling upon my over anxious mind as I saw it, finally something to distract myself with.

"I'm gonna go get myself some doughnuts, I've been craving for a chocolate doughnut for forever." It felt like it'd been ages since a voice of a human being broke through the silence. I shut down the car, with her eyes studying my every movement, following every inch of my body I moved. "Want anything?"

"No, I'll be fine, as long as you share the doughnuts." She shot me with a toothless smile with a little head shake. I couldn't help the smile that was engraved on my face once hers was visible, was such a pleasant feeling to see a smile planted on her face.

Not long after that, a little bell rang above my head once the door was opened. The smell of newly baked pastries filled my senses, and with the decorations made of oak wood, the place had massive warmth to give. People got in and out, filling the place slightly. Some preferred to grab a coffee and hit the road again, while some felt better off taking a table to enjoy the coziness of the place with a partner. Funny how little details of a passing moment can wipe so much off the mind.

"Good morning miss, how can I help you?" A tall guy with a body thin as paper greeted, messy, light brown curls overwhelmed his head, almost blocking the view of his ocean blue eyes.

"Morning, I'd like four chocolate doughnuts." I responded, and a moment his head tilted down to the computer screen in front of him while his slim fingers did the typing.

"Melissa, four chocolate doughnuts over here please." He shouted, kind of lowly, I suspected his voice could be heard. "That would be eight seventy-five. Credit or cash?"

"Credit." I said, pulling out the card that I knew was half empty.

The short lady came, handing me a paper bag with doughnuts in it. Her hair firey red like flames on her head. If I could say, she was hardly at twenty years of age.

"Thank you." I smiled at both of them, taking the paper bag and walking out. Once more, the bell rang, declaring that one was breathing the air of outside.

As the car door swung open, I could see Theo messing around with the radio, giving it so much attention for God knows what.

"What are you doing?" I questioned as I landed on the seat, again. The paper bag filled with doughnuts settled between the two of us.

"There was some good music playing, but I fucked it up and now I wanna get it back." She replied, without bothering to look at me as she spoke. I got myself a doughnut, and as I took the first bite, I was put at ease, another world if you will, not only because it was too good but also because I was starving, nothing had got into my stomach for as long as I could remember.

She finally leaned back when she was satisfied with what she got, letting out a long sigh of joy with her eyes shut and a smile lighting up her face.

Touch by cigarettes after sex was playing, ever so lowly that it felt like it was carried away with noise of the world outside, yet still it was the only thing I could hear. For a moment it felt like it was just me and her, in the car, in the middle of nowhere, as if we were the only ones left. Though, she seemed to feel like it was only her, in a big world, it was only her. She blended herself with the lyrics, her eyes shut everything outside. She was happy, and just by imagining how happy she could be, how happy I can make her, it made me happy just imagining. I never thought that one day someone's happiness would be such a deal for me.

"So," She took a bite of her doughnut, letting herself drift away from the song that was everything to her. "Start a conversation."

I said nothing, instead I just let another bite settle in my mouth, and shrugged carelessly. She kept chewing on the doughnut, and her face showed a frown while she drowned deep in thinking of a conversation to start.

"Why do you hate Jerrica so damn much? I mean, I know she's fucking annoying, but like, why can't you stand her the slightest?" She let another bite into her mouth, while her eyes refused to leave my figure, pouring her whole attention on me.

"That's a very complicated story." I let out a sigh that emptied every bit of air out of my lungs. "Jerrica is my cousin, believe it or not."

"What the fuck!" She choked on the bit of her food in her mouth once my words were heard. I couldn't help but let a short laugh at how her face shaped itself in surprise, shock even. She looked adorable, the way her eyes widened to their max, and how her jaw dropped completely.

"Yeah, we have the same filthy blood running through our veins." I gave her a nod, but I could only feel her hand slapping me on the arm, couldn't tell why. I grabbed another doughnut from the bag, and then allowed myself for a bite.

"She caused me a lot of troubles because of my sexuality, she's the reason why everyone in the family decides not to look at me again. I don't know how they all ignored the fact that she is an addict. Then one day she shows up at me door, crying at my feet and begging me to let her in, because she sold the house for drugs and she has no where else to stay. I let her in, because I'm a wonderful person, and she stays there for six months, and everyday I have to deal with her junkie friends." I'd be lying if I said I didn't like the way I owned her whole attention, if I said that it didn't make me happy to feel her eyes on me in interest.

"What a bitch." She commented while taking continuous little bites from the doughnut that became small in her hand.

"Absolutely." I took the last bite from the last doughnut. "And for why I hate her, it's because of all the troubles I had to go through because of her, it wasn't even any of her business."

"But as of now, I guess she better get going." I turned on the car, and a moment after, we hit the road.

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