It’s now noon, the sun not shining in the sky with dark rain clouds hovering above as my friends and I currently wait to get rained on while walking around the horse farm looking at all the pastures and aweing at the many horses. Earlier we fed pepper mints to the ones that were in their stables, almost having Billy (Justin’s friend) get his hand bitten by one of the younger ones, and after that we just started to walk around. The horses that were currently grazing and all had coats on their bodies to keep them from freezing to death even though they probably don’t need it that much.
Elli and Billy walked up ahead as they talked to each other, laughing at something one another said, while Merida walked behind Justin and me as she talks on the phone with someone. There’s silence between Justin and I, and at the moment I’m pretty sure that there happens to be tension from yesterday between the two of us. I really just wanted to talk and forget what happened but he seemed pretty pissed off, so that option is out of the question. And knowing Justin it’s just a matter of time before he brings up what happened.
Sadly those seconds were up all too quickly for my liking. “So, why’d you stick up for the douche bag? You hate him, yeah?”
I pulled the sleeves of my sweeter and hoodie that I’m wearing over my hands, slightly ignoring Justin. I needed to think of what I am going to say to him.
“Ah, ignoring me. What a mature way to handle this,” he said sarcastically.
I sucked in a breath and glanced at Justin. “Listen, you were being the douche bag yesterday while Luke actually acted decent for once in my time knowing him. Saying something like ‘oh, you should just go to your family and get advice’ or ‘just contact them’ when someone’s family is halfway across the world in a different time zone kinda messes up the person’s feelings.” I paused and let out a frustrated sigh. “Like, how would you feel if your parents were asleep while you were awake and it was hard to contact them every single day?” I stopped walking and turned to Justin with a glare.
Justin frowned at me, but seeming shocked as well. That frown went away quickly as he said, “I thought you had no feelings for him?”
“Hatred is a feeling. You care enough about someone that you hate them, or what they do, and honestly I admit that I care for Luke,” I said, “but only because I’m a nice person and I can’t fully hate someone unlike you.”
Merida stopped waling once she got near Justin and me, and I noticed that she had gotten off the phone. She looks between me and Justin for a second before just crossing her arms, waiting for something to possibly happen. I rolled my eyes at her, as did Justin, and straightened up some. Honest to God I have no idea how I ended up liking a douche bag like Justin and how I find him insanely attractive, but I hate it; I hate it because the feelings change. One minute I’m drooling over him and the next I’m wanting to rip his guts out and feed them to some rabid animal; then another minute I don’t care (which happens to be most of the time, actually). It confuses me.
Justin then started walking away, leaving me with just Merida. I felt like a balloon quickly deflating as I slumped my shoulders and started walking as well, Merida quickly getting beside as we both walked slower than the others might like us to be. She let out a sigh and then started talking.
“How you like that boy, I have no idea,” her voice said quietly.
“I don’t either and I wish I didn’t. He’s such a bastard,” I muttered to her. Neither of us want him to hear us.
Merida quickly nodded. “Like, I know he’s out friend and all, but he could act a little nicer. To everyone, not just us.”
I nodded, about to say something until she spoke up again.
