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?✨?She has supernatural powers?✨?
?♂️???♂️Episode 30?
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??4 Day Trip??
Just stepping out of the jet, the h0t air hit me on the face. It made me
realize how cool it was on the jet.
The doorman opened the car door and Jason pushed me into the
limo. Thanks.
“Jason!” I said a little louder. I turned to look at him, seeing him
relax in the limo like he doesn’t care about the world made me
realize that he was no help.
The limo started and I looked at just in time to see a big, fat sign
that says, “WELCOME TO L.A.!”
I glared at Jason, who was looking at me. He knew that I saw the
sign and said, “You’re welcome.”
I was s£nding him death glares now, “Well, I never asked you to
bring me here, did I? And I am not even enjoying it – not a bit.”
“Well, do you say ‘thank you’ to everything you like? No, right?
You say it because someone did something kind for you. And trust
me, you are going to enjoy it.” Jason said, sm-irking at his smart – as-s
reply and my expression.
I took a de-ep breath.
Calm down, Vanessa. I told myself.
The limo drove to who knows where.
“Wait, how long are we going to stay here?” I asked Jason.
“Maybe 4 days.” he said.
“4 days?!” I asked.
“Well, we are going to be traveling for about 4 days. We are only
staying here for about, ” he said, looking at his watch, “4 and a half
hours.”
“What are we going to be doing here? – Wait! If we are going to
be traveling . . . where are our clothes?” I asked, wi-dening me eyes.
Jason sat up and cleared his throat.
“Well . . . I never really thought of – I have an idea! We can go
shopping here.” he said, pu-lling out his expensive wallet, “Here, this
is a credit card. Just use it for whatever you want.”
He held it out. I was so close to refusing it, but thinking about it, I
don’t want to wear the same outfit, un-derwear and br@ same. That is
completely disgusting. (I have OCD.) And I don’t have any money
with me, so I guess the only way is to us it.
I took the credit card and said, “Thanks.”
“See? I am prepared for everything that comes.” he said, leaning
back again.
I rolled me eyes as I looked out of the window.
“Excuse, Mr. Cohen, do you want me to drive you to the nearest
mall or sto-re?” Tom, the driver asked.
Jason nodded, still looking out of the window.
L.A. was beautiful and it is amazing. The streets were full of
people. Thinking about it, L.A. is pretty big. I sat up.
“Wait, Jason, have you ever been here? You know, I don’t want to
be lost.” I said.
He looked at me, “Of course, I’ve been here plenty of times. I
always travel here.”
I nodded in relief and continued to look out of the window, until
we pu-ll-ed up to a shopping mall.
I got out of the car.
“Meet you back here in 3 hours.” Jason said to Tom.
Jason gr@bb£d my hand and pu-ll-ed me into the mall. The sparks
flew in between us. Sometimes, I wonder, am I the only one that
feels the sparks? Jason looks like he doesn’t feel a thing. And
sometimes I wonder, does his stomach turn when I look at him, like
he does to me.
I shook my head, trying to clean my thoughts. I notice that
someone people were glaring out way. It was kinda uncomfortable.
Jason pu-ll-ed me into the first sto-re that he saw. br@ndy Melville
I looked around, it was really dark. Jason just gr@bb£d a whole
bunch of clothes. He threw it at me and said, “Change.”
“What?!” I said, looking down at all of the clothes.
He shoved me into a changing room.
Wow, thanks! I thought.
Layla giggled. I rolled my eyes. Star – struck.
I put the pile of clothes on the seat and picked up the first shi-t.
My eyes wi-de-ned as I turned it around . . . Very, very reavealing.
“Vanessa, just change into it and come out!” Jason said. I
jumped, it was like he could see be throu-gh those door. I blu-shed.
I reluctantly change into the shi-t with the black shorts. I really
liked the outfit, but the shi-t . . . could improve a little. Just a little.
I opened the door and showed Jason.
“We are buying that.” he said, looking at me as he pointed to me.
The lady next to him, I as-sume was one of the worker, was too busy
staring at Jason, to probably un-derstand him, she just mindlessly
nodded. Jason, on the other hand, didn’t see that she was staring
him at all.
I rolled me eyes.
“But, this,” I said, turning around to show Jason what I was
talking about, “is too revea-ling. You could see me br@ and that is
not necessary.”
“So?” he said, shrugging.
“What do you mean ‘so?’ I say we don’t buy it and there are
plenty of clothes in this sto-re to choose from.” I said, pointing at all of
the clothes around me.
“It’s only revea-ling a little. It’s ba-rely anything.” he said.
“A little? My whole back is revealed. And let me remind you, who
is wearing this outfit?” I asked, sm-irking at my remark.
“Oh, is that how it is? Than, who is buying you the clothe? I am
fine with you wearing the same thing for maybe the pas-s 10 days.”
Jason said, sm-irking as my sm-irk fell.
“10 days?! I thought you said 4 days.” I said.
“Babe, I said ‘about’.”
I stayed quiet. I didn’t want to wear the same thing over and over
again. It is beyond gross. I sighed. He won. He always win.
I walked back into the changing room and slammed the door, as
he laughed.
I rolled my eyes. If he wasn’t rich, royalty and we weren’t in
public, I would have punch him right there.
I changed into the next outfit and this time, it wasn’t that
revea-ling. I liked it.
And, he had to approve it in order for him to buy it.
I felt like I walked into that changing room for at least a thousand
of time and I have changed into a million different outfits.
“Are we done, yet?” I asked.
“Yep, we just have to pay.” Jason said.
“Thank the Lord.” I mummured, “Even my stylist don’t take this
long.”
“Pardon?” Jason asked, appearing next to me.
I jumped a little and looked at him, “Nothing, nothing. Ok, now I
got to change. Ok, yeah, bye.”
I quic-kly changed, I can’t wait to get out of this place.
When I finished changing, the clothes were brou-ght and was in a
bag. We even have someone holding all of my stuff.
“Wait, aren’t you going to buy some clothes too?” I asked.
“I am right now.” Jason said, gr-abbing my hand and pu-ll-ed me to
a sto-re that sells all men stuff.
“Sit here.” Jason said, plopping me into a seat as he went into
the changing room and change. Trust me, I didn’t not enjoy it. The
seat was all comfy, but it was horrible. I felt like he took longer on his
clothes than my clothes and I was straving. I realized that I didn’t eat
any breakfast and it was lunch time. My mom would probably me if
she found out that I was skipping meals.
“Jason!” I shouted a little bit too loud. Everyone turned to look at
me. I blu-shed.
I’m about to kill myself.
“What?”
“Are you done, yet?”
“I don’t know, almost.”
“Hurry up, plea-se. I am straving!” I said.
“You’re not even burning any calories.” he said.
“I didn’t eat any breakfast!!” I said, breathing de-eply.
“Damn, chill!” he said.
“I will if you come out right now.” I said.
He didn’t answer me.
“Jason?” I asked, “Can you plea-se hurry up? Wait, can I leave
and gr-ab my food?”
“No!”
“Why?” I asked, “I am straving.”
“Just hold a second.”
“I don’t nee-d to, you alre-ady have a pile of clothes over here,
didn’t you forget?”
“Just wait.” he said.
“I am going to leave in 8 minutes if you don’t come out.” I said
firmly.
He sighed and got out of the changing room. He paid for all of the
clothes. I gr@bb£d his hand this time.
“Come on! I am going to die of hunger!” I said as I dragged him to
the food court.
“Hey, you want to eat at a resturant?” Jason said.
“You know how long I waited for you? You might not be hunger,
but I am and if I bet the place that you are thinking is far away, so
no!” I said, looking at me.
“I was asking.” Jason said, holding up his hand, surrenderring,
“And anyways, this are fast food, they aren’t healthy and they are
gross.”
I turned to him, “Great! I nee-d to gain weight anyways. And when
did you care about what is healthy and what is not?”
He sm-irked, ’cause he doesn’t.
I dragged him to the nearest fast food sto-re and ordered a large
french fries, a large soda and 3 chocolate ch!pcookies. I paid with
Jason’s credit.
I sat down on a table with Jason and started eating.
When you are hungry, everything taste good.
Jason reached over gr@bb£d my soda and drank it.
“Hey!” I said, “that is my soda!”
“Sorry,” he said, sm-irking, “I didn’t know. Well, i guess it’s mine
now.”
I gr@bb£d the soda from him, “Not anymore.”
I took a long drink and swallowed it. The bubble tickling my throat
and the h0t air on your nose make you feel like a dragon.
Jason grinned, “That kind of like k!ssing.”
“Not technically.” I said, rolling my eyes at him as I continued
eating.
“Yes, it is – ”
“Ok! I got it! I k!$$£d you, I k!$$£d you, ok? Happy?” I said trying
to shut him up. I’m just trying to eat my food peacefully.
“Hey, did you order my proportion?” he asked. I st©pped eating.
“I don’t know what you like and I don’t know what you allergic to, I
don’t want to die eating something. And you never asked me to.” I
said.
“I like soda, chicken nuggets, ch!ps and pizza. I am allergic to
nothing, so would you order my food?” he asked, grinning.
“No thanks, I pas-s.” I said, munching on my fries.
“Thank I am going to eat your food and anyways, you can finish
that.” he said
“St©p being judgemental and I can finish this, watch!” I said,
taking a big bite of my chocolate ch!pcookie.
“Ohh, I am not going to watch you, I am going to eat too!” he
said, stealing one of my chocolate ch!pcookies and shoved it in his
mouth.
“My cookie died!” I said, leaning over to sma-ck Jason, “That
wasn’t for you! That was for me.”
“Opps.” Jason said, after he swallowed, “Ohh and I am feel
thristy now.”
My eyes wi-de-ned as I gr@bb£d my soda away from him. But he
wasn’t planning on gr-abbing my soda, again, he stole my cookie. My
last cookie.
“Hey! You tricked me! And you ate my last cookie!”
“You didn’t say you can’t trick.”
“I am going to kill you!” I said, putting the soda down.
“Not after I eat some fries!” Jason said, gr-abbing a handful of
fries and held it high.
I got off of my seat and stood up, trying to reach for my fries. But
of course he stood up too and he was taller than me by more than 5
inches.
“Give me it!” I said as I ti-ppy – toed in my heels.
Jason laughed, before putting some of my fries into his mouth.
“You are so mean!” I said after I gave up. I plopped down on my
seat, pouting.
“I know.” he said, as he gr@bb£d my soda and took another sip.
“Could you just buy your own food?” I asked.
“You have to save money.”
“Save my as-s! I bet you never save money, you lazy bu-tt.” I said,
as I eat my fries.
“See, you are perfectly fine sharing your food.” he said as he
continue eating.
“Oh, trust me. I am dying on the inside, you just don’t know.” I
said, as I rolled my eyes.
He laughed. I had to smile because just seeing him laugh, you
feel like laughing too. Do you ever have that feeling? You just can’t
help yourself but just to smile because you know that made
someone happy.
I drank you soda and we continued to eat until we were full. I
guess he was right, I could finsih it by myself, I finsihed because of
him.
We threw the food away and walked out of the mall.
“Great, we speand exactly 2 hours in there.” he said, checking
his watch.
“I see Tom!” I said. We went and put our shopping bags down.
“Where are we going now?” I asked, Jason when we got into the
car.
“We are not ri-ding the car, we are walking around this area.”
Jason said, holding out a hand to help me out of the car.
I took his hands and got out. I expected him to left go of it when I
got out, but he didn’t. He held onto it. I wouldn’t let go of his hands
too. They were warm and welcoming. I liked holding his hand, I love
all o f those moments that we held hand.
We walked around the block, looking into windows. It was
interesting. This place was almost like New York in the summer. It
was busying and everyone seem to know where they are going. It
was h0t. I really like it here.
“Come in here!” Jason said, pu-lling me towards a old and small
building.
“Here?”
“Yeah.”
The building the dirty and dark and the stairs were uneven. And it
smells like we-t dog in here. There are big graffitis among the grey
and dull yellow walls. What a place that Jason would be going into. I
thought as I continued looking around. A really dim light was lit on
someone’s door. It’s kind of weird that people live here.
We continue climbing up the stairs until we reached a big red
door, that was graffitied with the word bit-ch.
“Wow, what a place.” I said, looking at Jason.
“Like you said, don’t be judgemental. This place is better than it is
seemed.” Jason said, looking at me.
I nodded and spoke as sarcastically as possible, “Yep, nice
place, full of beauties, just love this place.”
“Just shut up.” he said.
I laughed.
He ignored me, “Are you re-ady for it?”
Before I even replied, he opened the door and I have to g@sp.
Yeah, this place isn’t bad at all.
“What did I say?” Jason said.
God, why does he always have to win? Why does he always
prove me wrong? I thought as I blu-shed.
Again, he gr@bb£d my hand and all me to the edge of the biulding
to watch the sunset.
“You said that we want to watch more sunsets, right?” he asked.
I died a little bit on the inside.
He remembers . . . he thought about it . . .
Isn’t he the best? Thoughtful? Sweet? Caring?
I blu-shed, “You still remember?”
He turned around, scratching his head, “I guess.”
I hvgged him from behind. The heat from his b©dy was warm and
it was coming throu-gh my dress and onto my skin. My heart beated a
little fas-ter and my stomach twisted having him in my amr. It felt nice
having him in my arm.
“Thanks.” I said, pu-lling away.
He cleared his throat, “Your welcome.”
I couldn’t tell what he was thinking or feeling, his face was so
straight with no reable emotions.
“Come.” he said, shaking me out of my thoughts.
He sat on the edge of the building. My mouth opened but I
couldn’t speak.
“I wouldn’t fall, trust me. I’ve been it plenty of time.” he said,
sm-irking. With the sun right behind, his beauty was inhuman, my
stomach twisted again.
I walked up to him and he helped me sat down.
“What if I fall?” I asked.
“I’ll fall with you.”
I stared at him for a few moment. I don’t know if he was telling the
truth or not. He was like a mask. You are never certain what was
really un-derneath his mask.
“Are you serious?” I asked him, staring at his eyes. His eyes
draws me in. They are now electric blue with a hint of gold.
“I am serious.” he said. I could feel his breath against my skin
and I shivered a little.
I looked away, staring at his eyes for a long time, makes me feel
expo-se, like he could see every single flaw in my life, like he could
see my memories like he could see right throu-gh me.
“Just don’t look down and could you close your eyes for a
second?” he asked.
I nodded and closed my eyes. I held onto his arm, but I didn’t feel
safe without it.
“Just hold a second . . . almost.” Jason whsipered. I smiled.
“Ok, open your eyes.” Jason said.
I opened my eyes and tried to hold back another g@sp. It was
beautiful, the sky had a light shade of every color in a rainbow. And
the tall, glas-s building in front of us make the sunset in front of me
more dramatic.
“This is beautiful, how did you know the exact time?” I asked, not
looking at Jason. I couldn’t even tear my eyes away from the sunset.
He chuckled, “I c@m£ here way too often.”
“I would come up here every single day if I was you.” I said.
Down below, a song pla-yed; Glad You c@m£.
“I know that song!” I said and the next thing you know, I started
singing along. I never sang in front of a boy before, never, ever did.
He was the first boy that I have.
When the song was over another song was pla-ying, I turned to
him, “Does this always happen?”
“No, I guess, they are having a p@rty, somewhere below.”
“WOW, in this bulding, I’m surprise it is not tumbling down.” I
said.
He laughed.
The night continued and the citylight turned on. The songs
continued pla-ying and I continued sing. Those song that I sorta
forgot, I made up lyrics that goes with the rhythm. Jason laughed. It
was one of really good night. I think it is the best night of my life.
Tbc