Good Girl

Chapter Five

ERICAS POV

Confused and turned on, I walk down the steps off the Ferris Wheel ride, Olivia waits at the bottom for me. My mind desired to know more about what he meant. What thing did he mean? I didn't think there is anything going on between him and I, nothing except the way he made my body feel when he was around him. But even that was just a thing that was going on with me, not him. There is something about his energy that just felt addicting. "What just happened?" Olivia asks me when I reach her. She had seen Darian walk down the steps and away before me. I had my bunny on my chest my arms hugging it tightly, my eyes are zoning out in the direction Darian disappeared too. 

"I honestly have no idea," I respond, feeling like I was in a daydream. That's what Darian felt like, a dream. The way he knotted my stomach with questions and curiosity made it seem like he wasn't real. His words are always cryptic, and he speaks in riddles I craved to know the answers to.

"What the fuck was that Erica?" I hear Lucas call out in a slightly angry voice. I turn my head to where I heard him from and saw him marching over with a  disappointed look on his face. His hands are in clenched fists by his sides, and it looks like he wants to punch something. Immediately I feel guilty about taking that five-minute Ferris Wheel ride with Darian.

"What was what?" I ask him, I fully felt like I did nothing wrong, no matter how guilty I feel when I look at his face. I am also angry at him for ditching me for his guy friends, especially after we had planned to ride the Ferris Wheel together tonight. And he knew how excited I was for it. I know I didn't have to ride with Darian, but I felt peer pressured into it, and I didn't want to look like a jerk like Lucas did when he left. Instead of Lucas, I rode with a boy who always had me asking a million questions. 

"Who was that? Why did you go on the Ferris Wheel with him?" By now Lucas is almost in my face, and I am sure he is letting his jealousy get the best of him. I wish he would calm down, and not make a scene in front of all these people. If he took two seconds to read my body language he would see that there was nothing going on between Darian and me. 

"I wouldn't have had to ride with someone else if you wouldn't have left me. You could have told your friends you were busy." I call back to him. If he was gonna call me out in front of everyone, I was going to do the same to him. I was not going to be the only one embarrassed by this.

"I'm sorry you had your feelings hurt when I didn't do anything wrong, but it seems to me like you've been seeing other people. Is that why you don't respond to my texts very often or want to come to see me anymore?" I hate when people jump to conclusions, especially without any prior evidence that something had happened. 

"Lucas you are overreacting. Nothing is going on between me and anyone else."  I look around me a little, feeling hundreds of eyes staring at me, even though I knew there weren't that many.

"Then who is that guy?" He demanded to know. 

"He's no one. He saw I was left alone and was just being a gentleman and rode with me. I felt super awkward after you left and didn't know what to do." Lucas scoffs as if I had just made a lame excuse and turns his body to look away from me. His hand rubs up against his face and through his hair, and then he places both hands on his hips.

"For some reason, I am having a hard time believing you." I walk up and grab his arm, trying to get him to look me in the eyes, I want to communicate with him nicely and calmly before this blows up more than it already has, and I hoped my touch would help. 

"Lucas, I would never cheat on you." I try to comfort him of the fears I didn't know he had until now. He pulls his arm out of my hands, slightly pushing my body away from his. 

"I just don't believe you."

"I've never done anything to make you think I've been untrustworthy Lucas. I've always been here for you." I once again reach out to him, and I try to grab his hand this time. He looks at me and pulls his hand away before I can even touch it. 

"I can't do this." He states. He looks down, grabs the bunny from my other arm, and walks away from me, towards the exit of the fairgrounds. I watch him leave, his hand gripping the arm of the bunny tightly, likes he wants to hit it or throw it. I feel my stomach sink, and all of a sudden feel like I want to cry. Lucas and I have been together for almost nine months, and it has been an amazing time. We have always been there for each other and never had any reason not to trust one another. I feel so bad that I hurt him, even though I didn't mean to. I wasn't sure if what he said was him breaking up with me or not, and not knowing that hurt even more. 

"Come here, " Olivia tells me, turning my body towards her, she wraps her arms around my shoulders. I wrap my arms around her too and cry a little in her embrace. "I'm so sorry you had to go through that, but I want you to know you have done absolutely nothing wrong. He's one hundred percent overreacting right now." I love having Olivia as a best friend, she always knew what to say. "This is his loss, you deserve someone who is going to communicate without freaking out."

"So you think he broke up with me?" I ask her, she might have a better idea since she was a third party looking in, and normally she is always right about those things.

"It sounded like a break up to me." She states. My heart sank. It did sound like he broke up with me, and it hurt. A lot. "I know you need someone right now, I can cancel my plans so I can be with you."

"No, that's okay," I tell her, our hug finally ended. I felt much better after talking with her. "You have fun, I'll call my mom to come and get me." I didn't want to ruin her night, and I know I am going to be okay. I just needed some space.

"Are you sure?" She asks. Her hands are on my cheeks and she wipes away the last of my tears with her thumbs. I sniffle a little and smile at her. 

'Yes, you have an amazing time." I tell her. She smiles back at me, and we give each other one more big hug before she we say our goodbyes and she walks away, hand in hand with her current man. I pull out my phone to call my mom while walking towards the parking lot of the carnival. I try calling a couple of times but she doesn't answer. I leaned against a fence post, and slide down until I was sitting on the concrete sidewalk. I could just call an Uber instead of waiting for my mom to get back to me. 

"Here." Out of the corner of my eye, I see a white bunny, but with dirt on its fur. I look up to see who was holding it, and my eyes reached Darians. I reach up and grab it slowly, not sure if I should take it or not. "I was on my way out when I saw him. He threw it and kicked it a couple of times, and left it there. I didn't know if you wanted it or not." Darian explains why he had the stuffed bunny. He sits on the ground next to me, and for some reason his energy was comforting. 

"Why would I want this? Lucas is being a jerk." I respond, carelessly holding the animal in my hands. I roll my eyes, and look away from Darian, holding back tears. Crying in front of people I didn't know was weird. 

"Well, you could destroy it," Darian said in an intriguing voice. I look over at him, his head was tilted to one side. He had a half-smile on his face again, and a smile grows across mine. "The perfect way to let go of some anger, just like he did right?" 

"Yeah except my way won't be as lame as his," I state letting my ego out a little bit. Darian giggled a little, and it made my heart slightly melt. The sound of it was beautiful.  My whole mind had shifted from anger and sadness to wanting to have fun and forget what had happened. 

"So the bad boy laughs." I tease him, and his eyes narrow at me, making me lose my breath. I could see his lip wanting to tug up into a smile. 

"Can this bad boy offer you a ride home?" He answers. The smile is there but he is trying to hide it. 

"I got a better idea." His face immediately turns to curiosity.

"I'm all ears." 

"I want you to take me on an adventure." I stare at him, biting my bottom lip a little, hoping he would agree. He hops up from the ground and holds his hand out for me. 

"You just stole the words right out of my mouth." I look up at his hand and take it.