Sweet Eden

Mixed Feelings

"I said, "No!", "Oh give it a rest, I could persuade you", "I'm not your typical, stoned 18 year old, give me a night I'll make you", "I know you're looking for salvation in the secular age, but girl I'm not your savior." Wrestle to the ground, God help me now because they're just girls breaking hearts, eyes bright, uptight, just girls, but she can't be what you need if she's 17, they're just girls, they're just girls"- Girls, 1975

"Are you done staring at the tv"

Ed walks in with a bowl of popcorn and plops down on the couch next to me.

Did Anthony really mean what he said or was he just playing me? I mean he did look me straight in the eyeball while he was kissing kylie. I don't think I can handle another heartbreak. Not after......Dylan.

~FLASHBACK~
"Eden, eden, eden, babe, baby"

"What do you want dylan"

I woke up to his insistent knocking on my damn door at 8 in the freakin morning. My brain isn't even fully functioning at that time!

"I command you, as your lovely boyfriend, to make me....pancakes" he smiles making his grayish-blue eyes sparkle.

"Whatever only because I'm hungry" I exclaim as I roll my eyes and leave the door open for him to walk in.

Honestly him coming to my house at 8 in the morning makes my heart flutter. Even if it's to "command" me to make him pancakes, chocolate chip to be exact.

"Go sit on couch I can't have you distracting me" I wave him off

"Oh so now your commanding me around? That's sexy" he winks and kisses my forehead before walking away.

Like hell he thinks I'm making him pancakes. I'm not his slave.

Five minutes later I call him to the kitchen.

"Finally I thought you were fu.....what the fuck is this?"

"Your breakfast, Bon appetite" I smirk

"I didn't fucking ask for a piece of damn burnt toast" he scowls.

"Hey at least I made you something"

"Your lucky I love you babe" he says and begrudgingly takes a bite of the toast.

"Mhm I love you too"

He smiles and leans in to kiss me leaning over the counter to reach my lips.

Everything was perfect. But not all perfect moments last.

~FLASHBACK ENDS~

"No, my favorite show is on" I scowl

"Well....your show seems very interesting. Especially since there's absolutely nothing on right now" he smirks.

"Okay....and?"

"Eden. The tv isn't even on honey"

"Do you think he's playing me" I blurt

"What?"

"Do you, Edward King, think that Anthony Williams is messing with me" I say and turn so I'm facing him with one leg on the couch and one leg off.

"I don't know. But if he is I'll take care of him" he winks

Umm....

"What do you mean" I awkwardly laugh

"I'll handle him don't worry....your nasty you know that" his eyes widen as he catches on to what I'm thinking.

I put my hands in defense.