The Wrong Date
1935 Words
WENDY'S POV
I was beyond happy when the words came out of his mouth, he just gave me a blank look as I smiled like he just confirmed that Santa is real. He sighed as I slapped a couple of bills on the table to pay for his drink, "So are you going to tell me the reasons now?" He raised an eyebrow at me.
I wasn't feeling confident at that moment. I wanted to run away, he is a stranger, and talking to him about my abusive boyfriend felt too personal, I don't have a choice anyway. "Well I feel ashamed of myself for saying this because it is pathetic and stupid, but my current boyfriend is abusive and he threatened to kill me if I leave him. That's why I needed someone strong enough to help me and my friend recommended you, I get it if you would want to quit I mean no one wants to get into any trouble for someone they hardly know" I pointed out but he didn't reply immediately I was starting to think he was going to walk away saying I'm crazy.
I am, by the way, this is stupid.
"What trouble am I going to be getting myself into exactly? Is he a gangster?" He inquired and I stifled my laughter. Nate hardly goes to the gym except when he needs to make an impression.
Gangstar my foot.
"No, he's an actor. Nate Samson? Does the name ring any bells?" I asked but he shook his head in disagreement.
"No bells at all, if he is an actor then he is not famous enough for me not to know him" He replied and my eyes widened.
If Nate was here he would throw a tantrum because of what he just said, and the way he said it as if he is insignificant.
Oh My he is fit for the job.
"So? Do you still want to help or should I find someone else?" I hope he helps me, "On one condition Miss Campbell" He replied curtly and I straightened my posture.
"I go to events once in a while and I have been ignoring many invites lately. I need a date and if I'm going to be helping you then you can also help me with that too. Forget about the payment, I just need that, so can you do it?"
I am a bit taken aback by his offer. It's tempting but..I have nothing to lose and if he wants it that way, then I will do it, "Are you sure you don't want me to pay you? You could use the money" I interjected and he scoffed in reply.
Okay, that was rude, when did Caramel dig this man from?
"So do we have a deal, Miss Campbell? Or do I need to sign on paper?" He gave me a strange look I found to be amusing. "No we don't need that, and please call me Wendy" I inserted while he nodded.
"Wendie" He purred and my cheeks heated because of the way he said it as if he was being careful with the words, I'm pretty sure my cheeks were crimson red and I felt even more embarrassed.
"Wendy with a 'Y'. Only my friends call me that" I cleared my throat trying to be professional but the look he gave me told me otherwise, "Okay then, Wendy. Are you done or do you have any rules?" He asked and I instantly started laying out the rules.
"No unnecessary physical touch except it's for show, and no hugging we are just associates so I don't want you crossing the line" I was pleased with myself by the time I finished and he stayed silent for a while.
"And if I cross the line?"
Bewildered by the question I blinked rapidly before recovering from my stupor, "I...I guess we will call it off then, it's not real so why will you cross the line" I glowered at him.
"Just saying, what if you are the one who crosses the line? Do I get to call it off?" He asks and picks up his phone.
"I..you…I won't do that okay! There is no way I would cross the line. And if I do then feel free to call it off too" I can't believe I was stuttering like an idiotic person, he is purposely riling me up for his amusement.
"Okay Wendy," He said, giving me his phone, "What am I going to do with that?" I raised an eyebrow at him.
"Your contact to start with" He responded.
"Ohh, I will just take yours instead" So I did and I left the cafe after that because I couldn't stand the aggravating man.
I'm kidding, I have to get to work. As annoying as he was, he is sort of smart and he is just what I need.
I left work when it was closing hours and I was happy my boss praised me for a job well done, thanks to my best friend. If it wasn't for her I don't know if I would have been able to finish those documents this week.
By the time I got home Nate was unsurprisingly at home, cooking God knows what I'm certainly not going to find out as I took off my shoes and then stood on my tippy toes trying to sneak inside the room.
"Hey babe, you are back" I heard his unpleasant voice behind me and I gave up running, "Yeah I was kinda busy that's why I stayed until this late" I lied through my teeth, I stalled because I was hoping he wouldn't be home so I can get some rest before he brings his bad juju to ruin my day.
"Then in that case you should go shower and change, I made dinner" He announced and my heart fell to my stomach.
Did he find out about my date?
Is he trying to poison me because I'm planning to leave him?
"Alright I will be right back" I walked briskly to the bedroom and locked the door after me, I inhaled and exhaled repeating the act until I was calm. I wouldn't want to have a panic attack over nothing and I know Nate, he would have strangled me as soon as I stepped into the house.
I took a shower as he advised and I wore hideous fluffy pajamas then tied up my hair into a messier than messy bun. I don't want to look pretty or cute for him to start snarling at, I would rather die than let him touch me again.
Satisfied with my look I left for the living room as I approached the dining area where he was sitting, he lifted his gaze from his phone and chuckled.
"I see you are starting to dress like your age babe" He mocked and I almost slapped him.
Dress like my age? Just because I'm older than him, he always uses any opportunity to remind me, it's just one year!
I'm twenty-six and he's twenty-five with no brains at all, but it was all in my head I did this to myself anyway.
I can't even bite back at him because I'm afraid, I am even more terrified now than ever as I uncovered the food he prepared.
"Mac and Cheese, your favorite" He smiled as if he was expecting a medal or something, unfortunately for him, this wasn't the Olympics, and all he got was a forced smile.
It was so fake I almost busted a tooth, this isn't even my favorite food, not even close and it was his judging from his empty plate.
I hadn't eaten more than two spoons when he spoke, "I heard Caramel came to visit you at work. Is that true?"
Oh my goodness is he stalking me now?
"Yes, how did you find out?" I ask, praying for this confidence to last, I stylishly drop my spoon, setting the fork aside too.
"I saw one of your co-workers at the mall, they talk a lot and you'd be surprised how easy it is to get them to spill" He grinned. It was supposed to be charming but to me, it looks feral.
"Why will you do that?" I asked again surprised by my boldness, I'm bold but not with Nate.
"I warned you to stay away from her, right? She doesn't support our relationship so she's not your friend" He said as if he didn't try to make her sleep with him like he did to my friends and because of him I lost them.
"And you know what's best for me because?" God, I want to applaud myself for this.
"I'm your boyfriend goddamnit!" He banged the table with his clenched fists and the utensils rattled as I flinched.
"Did she tell you to speak to me in that manner, huh? You know I love you, my sweet Wendy" I cringed at the bland nickname but he went on.
"My father was abusive, he was an asshole, feared by all and my mother suffered even more because he made her life miserable, I would never do that to you Wendy I love you too much" He bemoaned and I held back the tears threatening to fall.
I hate him so extremely much.
"I can't leave without you and you know I have been trying now I have my job, my life is back on track. We could make this work but you need to stay away from her. I can't lose you in fact If I can't have you then no one will, I would rather you don't belong to anyone than you leaving me. I simply won't allow it" He threatened and I sniffed.
"It's okay babe, I don't want to ruin your dinner" He cooed and after a few moments of silence he left the house, I went back to the bedroom and shut the door before leaning on it as I let the tears flow.
Then I started laughing like a maniac, the jokes on him. I already plan on leaving him and I'm not joining my parents in the grave anytime soon.
I called Caramel and told her what happened and she advised me to leave the house tomorrow while he's away. It wasn't a bad idea but he knows her house already so it wouldn't be that safe.
"Come on I will call the cops before he puts his filthy hands on you" Caramel assured me and I gave in because I didn't really have a choice.
I will leave this house and this miserable life behind and I will never let any man into my heart, they are bloodsuckers and I don't have any more blood to spare.
"By the way he accepted to be my fake boyfriend, you didn't tell me you would be finding someone from Hollywood" I quipped.
"What do you mean? Who accepted to be your fake boyfriend?" Caramel asked like I was crazy.
"Um the..the guy you recommended?" I replied and it was radio silence for a while.
"He told me he couldn't make it, baby, what are you talking about?"
"Sorry, what!" I yelled, not believing what I was hearing.
So I explained everything to her while she laughed at my stupidity and my description, "He could have told me the truth, that jerk!"
"Maybe he needs the money," She replied, still laughing.
The real question is why did he accept?
And how do I tell my best friend I'm not paying this mystery guy?
- Writer
