Chapter 109: Chapter 106
" I don't like her, " I said the second Jenna walked away, but she hadn't even gone two steps so she heard me, stopped and turned to glance at me with dislike masking her entire features. I raised a brow to ask her whether there was anything else she wanted. Kyle sighed defeatedly and pulled me along with him.
" We literally talked about this yesterday! "
" It's not my fault everyone want you."
" Let's just not get into this right now, I've got class...and so do you. "
" No I don't. "
He stopped and looked at me suspiciously, then he took out his phone and after some scrolling, he looked at me again.
" Yeah you do, History. "
I shrugged, then I told him I didn't feel like going, which was the truth. I could have tried and forced myself to attend the lesson but I didn't even have the energy to do so. And it's not like missing one lesson was going to affect me in anyway. I was still gonna fail regardless.
" That's not how school works, you have to go. "
" I won't. "
" My God! Why do I feel like the more time passes the more stubborn you get?"
The bell rang, and I was surprised when he asked me to escort him to class. I suppose he was too frustrated to keep on arguing with me. I would never understand where he got the strength to study as hard as he did. To think that some people actually enjoyed being in school was plain crazy. It would never make sense to me. I had already found what I wanted to do so I didn't see the point of going there every damn day. But Kyle was there and that was more than enough motivation. I would however ensure that highschool was the last educational establishment I was ever enrolled in. I had more than enough knowledge to sustain me, it might not have had to do with academics but it was still sufficient. And my dream was to become a professional racer. It was still a career, it still paid well and most importantly, it was something I actually enjoyed doing.
Classes were just depressing.
" Can I stay over tonight?" I asked him. I had already told my dad I'd be staying with him so he didn't have a choice but to say yes. Now that I knew his mom's thoughts and reactions, I felt more confident about staying at their place. I knew that certain aspects of her were very much the same, but in my opinion, she wasn't that bad. She didn't judge, and she was very much a free spirit. I liked that she was honest and said whatever she felt like. Of course there was a negative aspect of that but I chose to strictly focus on the positive.
" Nope, " was his clear one worded reply. He sounded pretty assertive about it as well,and when I looked at him, I saw the promise of a smirk on that lovely face.
Then he wrapped a hand around my nape and led me to one of the classrooms on the right, stopping at the entrance and not going in. I looked around and noticed why.
" But if you attend your class I might be willing to reconsider, " he said. He had basically tricked me into thinking I was escorting him when it was actually the other way round. He kept a hold on my jacket when I would have stepped back and attempted to walk away.
" I really don't wanna go in there, "
" I don't really care whether you want to or not, you have no choice. "
He had to step aside to let some students pass but he still kept maintained his hold on me. We argued for a while, and I would have given up had he not upped his blackmailing game.
" Then you can forget all about it, " he randomly said, and out of confusion I asked him what he was referring to. He gave me this little smile that was accompanied with a look of victory.
" IT, " he repeated.
I immediately became very aware of what he was referring to, and when I tried to think of a reply, I couldn't come up with any. In all earnesty, I knew he wasn't being completely serious, there was no way he'd be able to deprive himself of that specific aspect of our relationship. And even if he said I couldn't stay over, all I had to do was show up. It's not like he'd send me away, and if I did that then he would automatically seek closeness. Otherwise he'd just be making himself suffer for the sake of proving a point. But I gave in because I knew he wanted me to, and he had to get to class. I didn't want to be the reason he got there late.
" You're lucky I love you, " I dryly remarked as I walked past him and got into class, his soft laugh of victory behind me was the last sound I heard.
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One of the main reasons I wanted to stay over was so that we could just go straight to the race the following day. Miles was going to pick us up as usual and for safety reasons, I had left my bike with him. The distance from school to both the store and Kyle's place wasn't that big so we had just walked. We were at the moment in his room, his mom still wasn't around and we had already eaten at the store. It was more convenient that way and I also knew he had been hungry. Plus there was literally a restaurant across the street so it wasn't a hustle.
I was seated on his bed, watching him fold his laundry while watching some clips online. I had volunteered to help but he had shooed me away after I folded one shirt, saying that wasn't how it was supposed to be done and he didn't really have the time to teach me. So it was easier for him to do so himself.
" Khloe asked me to bring you over for lunch tomorrow, but I told her you were busy. Then she suggested we go on Sunday, "
" Your stepmom?"
I nodded. I had never liked to refer to her as such but there was no reason to make a big deal out of it. And the main reason I was opposed to it wasn't because I didn't like her or anything, it just felt weird. Mostly because she was really young.
" Do you wanna go?" I asked him and he stopped what he was doing to look at me.
" Do you?" He shot back.
Over the last week, my relationship with Khloe had noticably improved. I mean, we still weren't that close and I definitely didn't view her as my mum or anything, but we did talk more. Well, she talked to me more and I listened and replied whenever I was supposed to, but I had initiated conversation more than a few times. Something I had never used to do before. Perhaps that's why my dad was being weirdly nice to me. He had even found me idly watching a race on TV and joined me, then proceeded to engage in conversation concerning the race itself.
It had been one of the most uncomfortable situations I had ever been a part of. And through it I also got to realize that perhaps I was the problem. All that time all I had wanted to do was stand and walk away, or maybe award him with nothing but silence. But I hadn't done that.
" I do.. actually, " I confessed. It wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. If Kyle was there then I would be able to handle anything, that was something I was sure of. He went back to folding the laundry without saying a word, but two shirts later he sighed and turned to me again.
" Okay then, I'll go. "
It was surprising how he could make me so happy over the simplest of things.
" How much longer are you gonna take?! I'm cold, " I complained, placing my phone aside and lying on my back. The clothes weren't honestly that many, he was just too obsessed with being a perfectionist. And if I had to watch him fold the same piece of clothing more than twice just so it could meet his approval, I was going to go crazy.
" Just shove them in your closet and worry about them another day. "
" We can't all be as carefree as you are. "
" Then finish up tomorrow. "
" If your cold get under the blankets! "
" I want YOU!"
" You sound like a child having a tantrum, " he said while laughing, then he went on with his task and completely ignored my demand. I groaned my disapproval. I wasn't even kidding, it sounded silly but I desperately wanted him close, and the fact that he was only a few steps away was making it worse.
" You should just go to sleep, after this I'm gonna do some research, "
I immediately sat up, feeling like he was betraying me somehow. I couldn't even tell whether he was being serious or just messing with me. And I was about to seriously annoy him until he gave in when he put down the pair of jeans he was in the process of folding and walked over to the bed. Then he got on and with his hands on my shoulders, he pushed me back down.
" You're too distracting, " he complained, his voice low and his eyes glued to mine, then he got on top of me and openly smiled.
" My mum's not around this time, I confirmed it, " he said. And because I could very well understand what he meant, I switched our positions so that I was on top. He was everything to me, and nothing was more fulfilling than knowing he was well aware of that.
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