S-xual de-sire Episode 19 & 20

( A night with my best friend 🛌)
Rated 🔞+
✍️ Chapter Nineteen ✍️
Kyle and I avoided each other on the following week. We were both becoming accustomed to the awkwardness we created for ourselves due to that one act.
But, there were some rare occasion where it seemed like we’ve forgotten about Sunday morning. In these occasions we would look at each and talk like everything was normal but the soon we were close enough to tou-ching distant; the heat between us would escalate, reminding us why we shouldn’t be acting like everything was normal.
Other than this loss of normalcy everything else went the same as it should.
But I was kidding myself if I thought me and Kyle not talking only affected us.
When Sav wasn’t busy concentrating on Ryland—whom I had been official introduced to on Monday lunch time when he sat with us—she was busy talking to me about him when he wasn’t in school at certain days. And as a result of his abs£nce, Sav noticed the tension between me and Kyle. At first, Ned had noticed that we weren’t talking but he was too busy with his unexplained dislike toward Ryland to care much about us.
It was on Friday at lunchtime when Sav confronted me about the issue.
“What’s up with you and Kyle?” She asked me.
“Nothing.” I said quic-kly. Too quic-kly, because now she was frowning suspiciously at me.
“But, you guys are not talking.”
I shrugged.
“What did he do?” She asked, jumping into conclusion yet again.
I tried to hide the fact he had done something, he had took my first Orgasm. An experience I wanted him to repeat again…and again.
Gosh I really nee-ded to take my head out of the gutter. But Kyle started something; he ignited something within me that was now slowly growing the more I thought of him.
“Nothing. He didn’t do anything.” I lied.
“Doesn’t seem like nothing. Where is he anyway? It’s been more than twenty minutes. They haven’t showed up yet?” She checked the time on her wrist.
“They don’t live in my pocket, Sav.” I mumbled grumpily.
She gave me that suspicion look once again. I shrugged, shaking my head.
It was then that she decided to change the tact of subject. “So, last time we spoke you told me James asked you out on a d@t£, is that really happening or were you just trying to shut me up about him?” She asked, di-pping her fries in ketchup as she took a bite.
That brou-ght a secretive smile upon my face. James had managed to call, text and even Skype me during course of this week. It was yesterday that we sorted out the time and place for our d@t£. It will be tomorrow by seven pm that I’ll be having dinner with him at this local restaurant called Carlos.
“Key?” Sav asked me snapping me out of my reverie.
I shook my head smiling, “Yeah it’s still happening.”
“Omigod Really!” She squealed. “When?”
“Tomorrow evening.”
“And you didn’t think to tell me?” She rambled.
I frowned. “I did tell you.”
“Yeah but I thought you were lying…you were supposed to spill every detail you guys talked about. Key, I’m supposed to know these things.” She was frowning at me and her tone told me she was kind of hurt.
“Sav, you’ve been busy with Ryland to ha-rd ly even notice what day it is.” I sh0t back.
That shut her up and soon enough her hurt fled from her eyes; it was replaced by that coy and sly look in her eyes.
“I do know the day. It’s Thursday.” She said confidently. I sl@pped my forehead in obvious derision. “No, Sav it’s Friday.”
She scowled. “Friday? What?”
“That’s what I thought.” I muttered to myself.
She was about to speak more of her shock when a sudden movement in our table caught our eyes.
“Hey guys!” An alien-like squeaky voice bombarded our ears.
It was the smell, a rosy perfume that attacked my nostrils and the next thing I saw was the sight of Mandy br@xton’s perfectly dressed self, taking a sit across from Sav.
“Sav and Keya right?” She trilled again in that voice that I found annoying.
Sav and I looked at each in a brief moment of shock before turning to face her again
“I’m Mandy br@xton,” She took out her hand to shake Sav’s.
Sav automatically shook her hand and then it was my turn. I was still in shock at the turn of events when my hand mechanically moved to shake her hand. It was a feeble hand shake and I could tell by her strained effort to t©uçh my hand that she didn’t like doing it.
After the ordeal, we then watched her safely take her lunch out. It was packed lunch of vegetable sandwich, carrots, apple and banana. She arranged these contents in order, the order of what she will eat first. Then taking our hand sanitizer she securely cleaned her hands and used a paper towel to wipe out any invisible dirt around the table.
Sav and I looked at each other again and we both thought the same thing throu-gh our twin expression.
“So you guys are Kyle’s friends, right?” She asked us as she took a piece of chopped carrot in her mouth.
It was her s£ntence that snapped both of us out of our shock. Sav began to crudely stare at her. I, on the other hand, confirmed her inquiry.
“Oh, that’s great. Just great!” She repeated in that squealing excited fake tone.
“You won’t mind me eating here then? Since we all know Kyle.” The way she emphasised the word “know” had me looking suspiciously at her. Exactly what was she implying by that tone.
Sav was giving me a sheepish look and in an attempt to hide her amusement she asked the question that was eating at me the moment the girl stepped into our bubble.
“So what brings you here, Mandy?” She asked boldly.
She smiled cheerfully at Sav and then to me as she said, “I just want to get to know Kyle’s friends.”
“Why?” I couldn’t help my outbur-st.
“Cos, I want to know what I’m getting myself into before involving myself with him.” A hint of annoyance escaped her calm tone.
“So you and Kyle are like a thing now?” Sav crudely asked.
“Not yet.” Mandy gave both of us her sm-irk which was so disarming in a frightening kind of way. “I just like Kyle.”
I frowned; I couldn’t explain my sudden dislike towards her. I don’t know if it was her flakiness. I s-en-sed some my dislike was stemming from jealousy. But I just didn’t un-derstand Mandy’s intentions.
“Why now?” I asked her, not failing to hide my disapproval.
“What’s that?” She asked, as if she didn’t hear me.
“I said why now? Kyle has been chasing you for how long now and you always dismissed him. So what changed your mind?” Sav gave me a surprised expression at my boldness.
“Well, since that p@rty on Saturday, I saw a different side of him. He’s always been so forthcoming with his intentions but when we talked on Saturday he’s was kind of nice and funny…” She replied, faking her content smile.
“Y’sure that wasn’t the drun!ken talk.” Sav muttered low in her breath. I failed to hide my smile.
“What’s that?” Mandy asked her.
Was she deaf or something? I wondered.
“Have you sle-pt with him?” Sav suddenly exclaimed.
“What?” Mandy’s disgusted look was unmistakable in her perfectly calm expression.
“re-ad myl-ips.” Sav said. “Have. You. sle-pt. With. Him.”
I had to hand it to Sav, she wasn’t afraid to ask what people like me always failed to ask because I was too chicken to do it, but still curious to know.
“No and that’s none of your business.” This time she didn’t hide her disgust.
She was just unpredictable with her fake austere; if she showed us her true self maybe I might just like her.
Suddenly Kyle and Ned c@m£ into the scene. Kyle sat next to Mandy opposite me whilst Ned, sat on the seat opposite Sav.
“Hi…Mandy,” Ned greeted and I watched how stiff she bec@m£ between the sandwich. She leaned towards Kyle’s side.
“Did you know that you were the cause of my cheeks being swollen red on Monday?” Ned tea-sed.
I grinned and Sav was failing to hide her laughs.
The poor girl looked really uncomfortable as she leaned towards Kyle’s side, blatantly gr-abbing Kyle’s arms. “What’s he talking about Kyle?”
“Forget him…why are you here?” He asked, his tone was neither annoyed nor happy, just neutral.
“I want to get to know your friends.” She turned her attention towards him. And as if forgetting all about us, she gushed over him.
Suddenly Kyle averted his eyes from her to look me. It was as if he was looking for my reaction. The minute he did so was the when the awkward tension suddenly bec@m£ pres£nt between us.
It didn’t help that I felt as if the heat of the room increa-sed in degrees when his eyes still raked all over me.
“Mandy says she likes you, do you like her too?” My mouth decided to make things even more awkward, even though I knew my answer.
“Uh…” He scratched the back of his n£¢k and Mandy was looking expectantly at him, somehow glad that I had asked the question.
“That’s none of your business, Ned!” Sav’s sudden exclamation wrou-ght our attention towards her.
I realised that Sav and Ned had been having a conversation throu-gh my awkwardness and by the look of it, it was quite a heated conversation.
Ned’s exasperated expression was unfailing when his nostrils flared and his jaw clenched and unclenched. Sav on the other hand was staring at Ned in disbelief.
“What happened?” Kyle’s voice echoed throu-gh our shocked silence.
“Ned’s being a d!¢k about Ryland, that’s what.” Sav doesn’t hide her contempt.
Ned snorted in derision.
“You are. I don’t know what your problem with Ryland is but don’t think your glares go unnoticed every time Ryland is around.” She shouted.
Ned rolled his eyes. “I’m not gonna sit throu-gh this.” He said in contempt as he stood from the table. He gave Sav one final look before stalking off to sit with his other guy friends in a table quite far away from ours.
“What’s his problem?” Sav lashed out.
No one answered her because who knew what Ned’s problems were except Ned. But, I finally un-derstood Ned’s sudden dislike towards Ryland and though I had my suspicions, I dared not utter them to Sav.
Looking over at Kyle, I found out that he had been sm-irking throu-gh it all. It’s that look that made me suspect that he knew exactly what was up with Ned.
“So…Kyle,” Mandy suddenly exclaimed, realising that the attention was no longer at her. “Gosh, you have a really tone b©dy.” She gushed.
“Doesn’t he girls, I mean, look at him. It’s nice to have a real man around, right Sav?”
I blinked twice or maybe thrice. Was she being serious?
Sav suddenly coughed and the cough was so off I realised that she was hiding her sudden laughter. We both shared at knowing look.
Kyle for the first time looked uncomfortable as he thanked Mandy for her comment.
This somehow made me want to laugh even more.
“I’m telling the truth, babe. You’re quite h0t.” She added S-xy in her tone as trailed her hand on Kyle’s arm.
Kyle looked over to me. I remained impas-sive, although jealousy made me frown slightly.
“You promised to take me on a d@t£…when will that happen.” She purred next to him.
“Speaking of d@t£s. Kyle, did you hear, our girl here has a d@t£ with James.” Sav interrupted.
I gaped at Sav, my eyes bulging at her.
“Oh, yeah. James did call me the other day about it and believe me he was not-so-subtle about his intentions.” Kyle commented pas-sively staring at me.
I frowned, what exactly was he getting at. All he has done for the past twenty minutes or so was stare at me, ma-king the situation awkward, so it was alarming being addressed at.
He gave me a detached cold sm-irk.
“Wait…you know James?” Sav asked disbelieving.
His eyes were f0rç£d to leave mine in order to reply Sav. “Yeah…I saved him one time.”
“Saved him? Really, how?”
“Who’s James?” Mandy blatantly interrupted the banter, feeling left out.
She was ignored when Kyle replied, “Long story short, he was about to be beaten to death but I intervened.”
“Oh.” Sav looked at him in awe.
“Who’s James?” Mandy asked again, her tone annoyed that she’d been ignored.
“A friend of Ryland.” Sav told her.
“Who’s Ryland?”
I could tell Sav’s patience was sli-pping when she held in a gro-an .
“The p@rty last Saturday…well the ap@rtment belongs to Ryland and James.” She explained throu-gh gritted teeth.
“Oh.” Mandy exclaimed and in that hidden remark of hers, was a satisfied look, as if managing to irritate Sav was an accomplishment to her.
During the banter between them Kyle’s eyes had been scrutinizing me and though I tried ignoring him it was ha-rd considering my b©dy yearned to stare at him too.
“We could double d@t£?” He blurted.
But Kyle’s attention was turned to Mandy. “I promised you at d@t£.” He told her.
I was re-ady to shake my head at the whole idea, but, he continued to interrupt me.
“Think about it, it will be great!” He emphasised the word great. “James won’t mind, in fact, he would be thri-lled!”
“So what time and place?” He asked.
“Carlos restaurant at seven pm.” Sav replied for me because I was still in shock.
“You’re free tomorrow right?” He turned to Mandy.
She nodded a hvge grin plastering on her face when his attention turned to her. She relished on his smile but at the prospect of having a double d@t£, I could tell that she doubted the outcome when she looked at me with pressed disapprovingl-ips.
“Great. It’s sorted then. I’ll pick you up tomorrow.” He told Mandy.
Turning his eyes toward me, he gave me his challenging grin. Then he stood up to leave, just as the bell went. Mandy told us goodbye before she followed him.
“What has just happened?” I asked.
Sav sm-irked at me. “I believe you have a double d@t£ tomorrow. Good luck having fun with Mandy.” She added sarcastically.
“Sav, plea-se. Save me.”
“No, can’t do. You have face to face this on your own.” She said dramatically, before packing her things and getting up.
“I want the full details tomorrow!” She added and I watched as she sauntered to her clas-s.
I suddenly dre-aded tomorrow.
✍️ Chapter Twenty ✍️
“You look gorgeous!” James grinned at me as he pu-ll-ed me into a hvg.
I grinned too. To be honest this wasn’t my best look, but I had thrown on a white knee-length stra-pped dress that hvgged my che-st and managed to make my C-cu-p look like D-cu-ps. From below the dress trailed into a lacy floral that reached my knee. The dress looked more of a c0cktail kind than casual.
Although I wasn’t an expert on make-up and hair like Sav was, I managed to at least straighten my untamed curls and dab on a bit of mascara here andl-ipstick there.
“Thank you. You’re not so bad yourself.” I sm-irked at his get up. He had on crisp white linen shi-t un-bu-ttoned to reveal the base of his throat and tucked un-der his dark jeans. His hair was gelled back to give it style. I could tell he really put on a effort for tonight.
“So where are they?” He asked as we followed the waitress who esc-rted us to our booth. She swooned over at James and I agreed with her approving eyes as she mouth, “OMG” to me when James wasn’t looking.
“I really don’t know.” I answered him, cringing when my br@in decided to imagine exactly what they might be doing. Like a gentleman, he let me sit first before taking a seat opposite me. The waitress gave us the laminated menus before retreating.
“You think we should order now?” He asked me.
I was tem-pted to say yes but then it could be seen as rude. “No, let’s just look at the menu.”
“That might be a good idea.”
At this point I hoped that they wouldn’t show up but thinking of Kyle’s somewhat faux enthusiasm from yesterday, I doubted he would want to miss this.
I took the laminated menu and f0rç£d my eyes to drag on the options. I didn’t know if James intended to pay for our food but since it was going to be a double d@t£, I doubt he would that’s why I took precaution to take some cash out when he picked me up.
“Hallelujah!” James exclaimed suddenly.
I looked up and my heart skidded to a st©p at the sight of Kyle and Mandy following the waitress to our booth.
It was stupid of me really, to feel suddenly shaky with cold sweat but I couldn’t control my reaction when our gazes locked.
My initial thought as I first saw him was, when did he cut his hair? Because, the Kyle sauntering over to us looked different. He had shaved the sides to his hair in a buzz-cut and left an island of messy but S-xy locks adorned perfectly on the middle of his head. The haircut suited him. Damn, it was S-xy as hell. I knew no one could pu-ll this off except for him.
As he got closer I studied his attire; he wore a black leather jacket un-bu-ttoned to reveal what looked like a white t-shi-t and from this close up, the t-shi-t looked like second skin against his toned b©dy. No wonder the waitress including dolled-up Mandy who held on to Kyle’s arms possessively couldn’t take their eyes off him.
I f0rç£d myself to shake the alluring sight of him which brou-ght the image of last Sunday into my mind.
I looked over at his companion instead. Mandy looked appealing in her glittery stra-pless p@rty dress which reached the middle of her th!ghs. It accentuated her longer legs that were held by the matching glittery pumps.
I couldn’t blame James’s gawking when they approached our table.
“You guys made it.” James greeted them enthusiastically but his eyes never left the sight of Mandy.
I frowned at him. I got that Mandy looked great but this was meant to be our d@t£.
My animosity towards James’s rude action was eliminated the minute Kyle decided to slump next to me. The invasion of his b©dy colliding with my side completely knocked the breath out of me.
Heat—scorching heat—laced the air between us. I swallowed my now dry throat as I watched Mandy cautiously sit herself next to James.
James’s eyes followed her movements like a hawk. The silence stretched when Mandy blu-shed at James’s scrutiny and they both stared expectantly at Kyle whose eyes were currently raking over me. I forcibly nudged his side with my elbow.
He gr-unted inaudibly. “Oh, right. Introductions…James this is Mandy. Mandy, my buddy, James.”
“I must say, Mandy, that you look breathtaking.” James took Mandy’s hand into a shake.
Mandy giggled and it was the first time I heard her thri-lling laugh.
I gaped at James but he was completely enamoured by Mandy. I watched as I slowly bec@m£ replaced. Just like that, I was forgotten by him.
They were talking over something and I didn’t catch their conversation because suddenly Kyle’s pressing eyes were calling for my attention.
“You straightened your hair again.”
I f0rç£d myself to look at him. He didn’t look impressed.
“Yeah, and?” I said as if it was a pas-sing comment.
Mandy was giggling at something James was telling him and for a moment as I watched the spectacle, I felt odd because I saw how great they’d be together.
“It’s just not you.” Kyle replied.
“What does that supposed to mean.” Because I was alre-ady annoyed at James, my annoyance escalated to anger at Kyle’s comment.
“Did you change your look tonight to impress James?”
I glowered at him. “You cut your hair. Did you do it to impress Mandy?”
He sm-irked. “That’s different.”
“How is it different?”
“I’m not trying to impress anyone. You, on the other hand, have a knack to change your appearance whenever you’re d@t!ngsomeone.” His eyes studied my outfit, unashamedly lingering at my bo-obs.
“No, I don’t.” I shifted in my sit at the heat that sparked my blood.
“You do. Remember Max?”
Dang it. He had to bring up Max. I wasn’t proud at what I did with Max. I had completely changed myself when I had been with him, I did it in hopes for him st©p staring at other girls whenever we went out on d@t£s. No wonder he cheated.
I suddenly felt res£ntful and Kyle s-en-sed this when he lost the sm-irk.
“All I’m saying, Key, is that you don’t have to. Trust me when I say, your natural beauty is S-xier.”
I stared at him for a moment. Was he being sly? No, the genuine look in his eyes told me he wasn’t.
I gave him a small smile.
“You’re not offended?” He asked.
“Why would I be?”
He stared at me long and meaningfully for a moment. He was about to say something when the waitress c@m£ to take our orders.
“Before anyone gets anything, you have to try the curly fries!” James exclaimed, for the first time looking away from Mandy.
“Why?” Mandy asked.
“They’re—what’s a right word to put it?—the Bombdiggity!” He told her.
The waitress as well as Mandy laughed at his choice of word.
I stared narrowly at him.
“Seriously guys, if any place has good curly fries, its Carlos. I was surprised when Keya told me she never heard of Carlos. I mean, everyone knows Carlos!” James said, smiling over at me when he mentioned my name.
I f0rç£d out a fake smile. He had completely wiped away my good opinion for him.
“You must not go out much,” Mandy said. “Even I know, Carlos.”
“Contrary to what you think. I do go out, Mandy, I just rarely eat out.”
“Well, you’ve been missing out.” James cut in.
“So what will you guys have?” The waitress asked, impatiently.
“I’ll have those curly fries plea-se but just a small portion and mixed salad on the side.” Mandy jutted.
“Diet coke with lemon.” She finished.
By the look on the waitress’s face I could tell that she didn’t approve of Mandy’s choice. So when she turned to me she looked hopeful.
“I’ll have the big fat greasy grilled steak, with those crispy fries to the side. And for drink, I’ll have coca cola.” I ordered.
She smiled at me and then took Kyle’s order; surprisingly he ordered the same as me with exception of Pepsi coke. She finally took James’s order and then promised to be back with our food as soon as possible.
“So …Mandy, by the way, do you by any chance have a brother called Jake br@xton?” James asked her.
“Omigod, yes! How did you know?” She exclaimed excitedly. Both of their bodies shifted to face each other and it was that movement that told me that Kyle and I were long forgotten.
“He is in one of my clas-ses and he mentioned one time about having a younger sister called Mandy.”
“He did?” It was as if James mentioning her brother was an invitation to talk about her family.
So for the next ten minutes, my ears reluctantly listened to the history of The Great ol’ br@xton Family. Their riches and how they c@m£ to be rich; what they did with their wealth; the companies her father owned; the holidays they attended; how many cars her father owned; how many her brother had etc.
Not one tad bit did I buy her bull$h!t. No family was ever perfect as she just describe-d hers.
The next thing she moved on to was her accomplishments. On and on she talked about herself and what she had done, the trophies she had won etcetera etcetera…. and that’s how dinosaurs bec@m£ extinct.
Serious I was getting bored; I’ve never met a person who could talk about themselves for this long. I was sure if given time she would take a full day to outline everything about herself.
I looked over at Kyle and he knew what my look said.
“Don’t even go there.” He whispered.
“No, really though, you had a crush on her?” I hid my amusement.
“It’s just the looks okay. She’s h0t.”
“Says the person who was lecturing me a earlier about my looks.” I snorted.
He narrowed his eyes and sarcastically said, “James really must like you…look how much attention he’s given you.”
James was enamoured with Mandy and by her continuous chat about herself, he didn’t seem at all bored. The fact that he had dropped me just like a h0t potato stung in an ugly sort of way. And I had rooted for him.
It was my turn to narrow my eyes at Kyle. “You did this on purpose, didn’t you?” I asked.
He gave me his best deadpan look. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
I was about to speak but then our food c@m£ and because I was really hungry, the steak I ordered called to me.
I gorged on it soon as it was in front of me and I couldn’t help my m0@n . I realised that I had attra-cted attention when I looked up to find Mandy staring appallingly at me. James mirrored her look but it was more of annoyance than disgust.
“That’s not very ladylike, Keya?”
“Oh, I’m sorry I wasn’t brou-ght up maids who taught me how to be a lady because my mother was too drun!kto care for me and my father was in the next state busy flashing his money to the next who-re that caught his attention.” My patient toward her had really run out.
Mandy g@sped. James’s eyes bulged in disbelief and Kyle chocked on his drink.
Okay, I may have overreacted a bit. However, the sniff that followed the shocked silence told me that my comment may have hit home when Mandy suddenly wiped a fallen tear.
“Excuse me!” She exclaimed, rushing out of her seat, ba-rely containing her tears as she ran to the restrooms.
Okay, now I felt really bad.
James was glaring at me. “That was a low b!ow, Keya, why did you say that?”
I frowned; he didn’t have to ru-b it on me.
“Aren’t you gonna go and apologise?” James matched my frown.
“I was going to!” I glared at him. Suddenly the good-looking-fun-guy-to-be-with James slowly replaced himself with self-centred @$$hole.
I got up from the booth and sauntered over to the restrooms calling out Mandy’s name.
There was no one else there except for the occu-pied cubicle where sobs were echoing from its walls.
“Mandy?” I knocked on the cubicle.
“Can you not!” She shouted before a sob wrenched her.
“Mandy, I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to say that, it was ins-en-sitive of me.” I said.
Jeez, if her crying meant that what I said was the truth, then her fake attitude explained a whole lot.
“Mandy, plea-se open the door.” I pleaded.
“How did you know?” She failed to lash out.
“I’m sorry. I really didn’t know.”
She opened the door and her tear stained eyes really made me feel even more worse.
“How did you guess then?”
I shrugged. “I watch too many reality dramas.”
She frowned contemplating it. “There’s drama about something like this?”
“No, not really. I was meaning that I was being over dramatic.” I offered.
“Oh, Okay.” She said this as she moved over to the mirror and cringed at her stained make-up.
I went over to take paper towels and running it on the tap I approached her with the now damp paper towel.
“Here.” I offered. She took the paper towel from me and began ru-bbing her face.
“Gosh I’m a mess.”
“Everyone is a mess, Mandy, at some point anyway.”
“I just wish…” She sighed. “Sometimes, I wish my parents would just die…am I being vulgar?”
“Nope, if my melodramatic outbur-st was a summary of how your life really is, then that’s perfectly un-derstandable.” I told her.
“My birthday is next week. I’m going to be eighteen at last.” Then she laughed without humour. “I know the only people who are going to remember are our maid Maria and Jake…”
I pitied her at that moment. No wonder she surrounded herself with people who somehow worsh!ped her. I awkwardly placed my hand on her shoulder.
“What about your parents?” I asked.
“My dad’s going to be reminded by his secretary but he won’t bother to even celebr@te, he’s probably just gonna give me money as usual. And my mom, well as you put it, she will be too drun!kto even remember that she suffered throu-gh labour giving birth to me.”
“I’m really sorry, Mandy.” I told her again.
“I’m not. The sooner my birthday arrives, the better. I’m leaving that godforsaken house and buying my own ap@rtment. They don’t know it, but I’ve been saving my allowance.” She pu-ll-ed herself together.
I smiled for her sake. “Good for you.”
She smiled but as she looked at herself in the mirror, she st©pped. “Great, how am I supposed to face him looking like this now?”
“Who? Kyle? Because, he won’t—”
“No, not Kyle, James.” She said and then realising, she regretted her words.
“I’m sorry. I know he’s your d@t£ and that’s complete—”
“No, no. That’s fine, we’re not in any relationsh!p, and this was just a first d@t£ to see if anything will happen between us…I guess it won’t.”
She was pursuing herl-ips. It was her turn to look pitiful at me.
I shook my head. “I have some, mascara andl-ipstick in my purse—which is back at our booth,” I said frowning when I realised I left my purse there.
“You don’t mind me using some?” She asked.
“No, not all. I’ll be right back.” I told her as I left the restrooms.
My feet were following the signs back to the restaurant and when I saw Kyle’s face popping in one of the booths. I knew I wasn’t lost.
The frown Kyle was giving James was unmistakable. He saw me but didn’t acknowledge me and as I got closer to James’s back, I heard their conversation.
“I’m glad you don’t mind. That’s why you’re the best Kyle.
“But Keya, seriously nee-ds to watch her mouth.” James was saying.
“I get that she might be jealous of Mandy but c’mon comparing her to Mandy, Keya has no chance at all, she’s too stiff…” He continued.
Kyle gave him a sm-irk.
“Kyle, plea-se help me out. How do I let Keya off easily without crushing her?” James asked.
I stepped into the scene. “Don’t worry, James You just did. Oh, but look, I’m still intact.” I gr@bb£d my purse and stalked away from them. I was torn whether to flee or go back to Mandy. She had seemed fine when I left her, so I chose fleeing.
It wasn’t fair for her that I was res£nting her because of James. It wasn’t her fault at, well maybe it was p@rtly her fault too.
And I thought this d@t£ was to give James a chance. I snorted internally as I got out of the restaurant.
Once I was out, I realised I had no ride. James had drove me here. Now, how was I supposed to get back home?
I walked away from the restaurant into the night street. Suddenly the wisp the wind blew, its cold grip telling me of the changing weather.
Fantastic, now it’s going to rain. I sp©tted a bus st©p and ran to it, thankful that the cubicle will be able to shield me from the impending rain.
This had got to be the worse d@t£ I’ve ever been in, double d@t£ or not.
I couldn’t care less about what James said about me, contrary to what he thought, it didn’t crush me the fact that he lost interest.
No, what I was res£nting about him was the fact that I had somehow trusted him to be a good guy.
I really should st©p judging people before seeing their true colours.
I couldn’t believe how stupid I had been to believe Sav’s words when she mentioned that James might have cared for me.
Yeah, care for me my foot. The only thing he had cared for was not getting la-id that night I stupidly got drun!kand almost sle-pt with him.
I really should have seen the signs sooner. And I had took his vanity for a joke.
So what was the point of him adding me in his social networking sites? Just to get it on with me? What a wasted effort!
At that moment, I wondered if he did this with every girl he wanted to sleep with. Will he do this with Mandy—his new source of infatuation. I hope he wouldn’t. She seemed to alre-ady have too much on her stake. I was human enough to at least know that if he dumped her like he just did with me, she probably would break.
But she is exactly like him! A p@rty of me added. She forgot about liking Kyle the minute James started wooing her. I guess they were just meant to be.
I realise that’s what I had been to him, a mere girl who caught his attention. No wonder the majority of friends and followers on his Facebook, Instagram and Twitter were all girls.
Yes, I stalked him!
I didn’t feel anything but pity for the girls that were his victims at that moment. I wondered why they would remain friends with such an @$$wipe, but then again I didn’t know their story and probably shouldn’t judge like I alre-ady have. He might have p@rted with them in friendly terms compared to me.
At that thought. I took out my phone and deleted him from my contacts, unfriended him from Facebook, unfollowed him on Twitter and Instagram. What was the point of keeping someone like him in my social circles?