"When they were touching you..." He said lacing our fingers together. "Kissing you..." He clenched his jaw and looked at me. "I wanted to rip them apart." He said the last part with gritted teeth and my heartbeat instantly got a lot more faster than...
"Joey, this is Ariel. Like i told you last night. She will be with you at all times to make sure you don't do stupid things-" Mr. Mercado said but was cut off by Joey.
"What?! What do you mean?"
"Were you serious?"
"I thought you were joking."
"Do i look like a kid?"
"Is she going to babysit me now?" All of these questions came flying at once. Joey looked a little shocked.
"I don't have a choice son if you don't stop doing childish things." He pointed to the newspaper and Joey rolled his eyes. "Then I'll also have to do something about it. And Ariel's going with you wherever you are going." Mr. Mercado replied.
"No thanks dad. I don't need a babysitter. She can't come with me." He was about to storm out of the room.
"Then give me your car keys and your credit cards." Mr. Mercado demanded.
"Seriously dad?"
"Do i look like i am joking?" Mr. Mercado stood up. He definitely looked very serious. Joey looked like he was about to kill someone. He gritted his teeth and swore under his breath then turned his burning gaze at me. Ooooookay i am scared.
"Fine." He said and went out. What does fine means? Fine like i can go with him or fine like he's gonna give him the keys and stuff. Argh! What did i get myself into. He's already a mystery. How am i going to solve him. I stood there looking at the door and then at Mr. Mercado awkwardly. He motioned for me to follow him.
" Your job starts now. Go follow him. And take care of yourself too. " He smiled and i left the room. So his dad understood what that 'fine' meant. I ran after Joey, he was in the elevator and just as the elevator was going to close i entered hurriedly. Joey was still glaring at me.
"Who the hell are you and why are you doing this?" He towered over me. His eyes instantly turned a darker shade of blue which scared the heck out of me.
"I am just doing my job." I replied looking up at him. He's standing uncomfortably close to me i can barely speak.
"What job? Where did you even come from?" He was still glaring at me.
"Look! I am also not a big fan of this job. But i need this. So i am doing it. Do you think i want to roam around a spoiled little boy like you. No." I replied. He rolled his eyes and backed away running his hand through his hair in frustration. "Aarghh." He groaned and left the elevator as soon as it opened. I am officially scared of what's gonna happen. I ran after him. I can't even follow his pace. How am i going to stop him from doing whatever Mr. Mercado wants me to stop him from doing which i have no idea what is by the way. If i am making any sense. I am so clueless. Oh God! Wish i had just a normal job. I sighed and ran after him.
...................
So he went to a party. What a shocker! Typical spoiled snob. I rolled my eyes at the thought. I looked so awkward there. Heck. I felt awkward there. I am not much into parties. Well i never have the time to party. You know my situation, I don't have the money, the clothes, the time and anything to celebrate anyways. I'd rather help my mom sew. I like making dresses. I am very good at it. I am studying business but I've always been interested in fashion designing. I've always wanted to be a fashion designer. Maybe i will be, one day. I hope. So back to the party. So as i expected Joey is sitting on a couch with girls surrounding him, drinking and a few of them are smoking God knows what. I hate it here. I feel super uncomfortable as drunken guys are passing by me bumping into me on purpose. I looked at all those bimbos dressed up like they are in a fashion show and then at plain old me...
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Ahhh...whatever.
I don't give a damn. The girls around Joey were staring at me and smirking.
"Joey who is this plain Jane?" One asked and chuckled while Joey shrugged.
"A fly on the wall. She doesn't matter." Joey replied. I rolled my eyes. Remind me again, what exactly am I supposed to do? I don't even know my job. Oh God! Can i stop him from doing this?! Hanging out with these buttheads. Of course I cannot. I think i am gonna lose my job soon.
"No! Still, why's she here?" She insisted. Joey put down the drink that he was holding and looked up at me.
"So apparently my dad thinks he can get me out of this" he waved his hands around the room motioning to the party scene "all of this, by hiring a teenage little girl to spy on me." He smirked. "Stupid little girl." He shook his head and chuckled. "Like i said, ignore her. She doesn't matter." He said and they laughed at me. I don't care. Laugh at me all you want but i am not going anywhere. And then they started making out right there. I need to puke. Ewww. That was disgusting. I looked around and found an empty spot on a couch and sat on it. They continued eating each other's faces. I was just sitting there when i felt a heavy hand on my shoulder. I looked instantly at the person. A very very drunk guy was sitting beside me. He reeked of alcohol. I shoved him away.
"Hey baabesss. Youuu looookk newwww. How abooooutt weee get toooo knooooww each otherrrr." He slurred struggling to open his eyes. He was drunk af. I shoved him away again and again but he was coming at me repeatedly. The others found it funny. They were all laughing at me. The guy somehow pushed me to the couch and got on top of me. He was extremely heavy. I was struggling to get him off of me. I looked at Joey expecting a little help from him but he was just smirking. Guess he is enjoying this. His bitchy girlfriend was recording this on her phone. I was so mad. Lets give them something worth recording. I looked at the guy and kicked him so freaking hard in the area, his drunken ass would remember this his whole life. His eyes widened and he fell off of the couch clutching his jewels and wincing in pain. I got up from the couch and walked towards Joey's girlfriend. She was still holding the phone recording .
"Guess what, this one's a tough cookie." I pointed at myself and smirked at the camera. They all looked surprised. Joey was still smirking at me...
............
We were on our way back home and Joey's mood wasn't as bad as before. We weren't talking or anything but i could still tell. At least he wasn't still glaring at me.
"So...that was cool." He said. Wow is he making conversation.
"What?" I asked looking at him. He looked at me too.
"How you kicked John's ass." He chuckled.
"Believe me that was nothing compared to my other experiences." I said slowly looking down. "I've learned how to protect myself." I said playing with my hands. He looked at me with a strange expression on his face. I think it was curiosity.
"What experiences?" He asked. I looked at him with furrowed eyebrows.
"Why are you asking me things? I thought I didn't matter." I repeated his words.
