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Lenny and I were helpin' Ma and my Pops pack things up. I glanced over my shoulder and saw Pixie doin' the same thing. She was on her knees pickin' stuff up.
"Go talk to her, I'll pack up the rest." Lenny pulled me from my gaze
"Thanks man." I got up and made my way over to her. My hands were shakin' a little. "Hey."
Her head lifted up and the way she reacted when she saw me, it made me feel good. She looked happy. "Ranger..hi."
"You got the doughnuts?"
She stood up. "Yes I did..they were very good." Her braces showed as she gave a smile. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." I smiled back. "Are you okay? Are we... cool now?"
Her eyes averted from me to the sand. "I.."
This ain't gonna be good.
"I haven't made up my mind. I'm still scared of you, I don't want to be, but I am." She fiddled with the Louis Vuitton scarf on her head.
"I won't let anyone hurt you.." I walked forward to touch her, but she backed up.
"S-sorry..I didn't mean t-"
I backed up and nodded my head. "I get it. It's cool."
"Are you mad?" She held her chest.
I clenched my jaw. "No."
"You look mad."
I looked at her. "Well I'm not."
Her brows arched. "Liar."
She was startin' to piss me off a little. My nose flared. "I ain't a liar."
"But you keep secrets."
"I was going to tell you. I really was."
"When?"
"The same day!"
She frowned and her bottom lip trembled. "I..I don't like when p-people shout at me.."
Fuck. I keep forgettin' she all sensitive. "I'm sorry." I tried huggin' her, but then again, she backed away.
"Leave me alone." She stormed away.
Mayne..what the fuck? Women are so damn difficult.
