Hated Mate

Joleah watched the rain slowly pitter pattering down outside through the cafés large windows as she clicked her manicured nails steadily on the small table top. She had been waiting for more than 30 minutes on her best friend that had wanted her here for a "birthday breakfast" yet here she was annoyed and ready to leave. It wasn't like she needed reminding that she had hit the big three O, a fact she had just as soon forget and lay around the house in her comfy joggers while gorging herself on junk food and old movies all night until it was over with. It figured that she'd wake to a gloomy rainy day.....which fit her mood perfectly. The only good thing about this month was it was nearing her most favorite season of all. There was nothing quite as glorious as fall. The spectacular colors bursting out into golds, yellows, oranges and reds in the most unbelievable vibrant shades. Crackling fires, sweaters, pumpkins and spices. No...there was nothing she cherished more than the sights and smells of autumn and the warmth that filled her soul to the fullest. It had only been a few months ago that she had ended a relationship with a guy she was beginning to actually have deep feelings for and was finally ready to take the next step and completely give into him. That was until she discovered he wasn't who she thought he was. She remembered that day just like it had happened yesterday. She received a phone call that morning from an anonymous number. When she answered, the person sounded distorted, like they were using one of those device's to change their voice. They simply told her the name of a motel and the room number and said I think you may find it quite interesting when you see who comes out of that room. Of course with her being the inquisitive young woman she was nothing stopped her from going and running surveillance for damn near two hours at said motel, which was located in a seedy part of the small town she lived in. She sat with a pair of binoculars clutched tightly in her hands, watching....waiting. And boy was she ever surprised when that door swung open. Her mouth gaped wide at the two who came tumbling outta room # 27. Her sweet, loving boyfriend stepped out with a female clinging to him that was supposed to be her friend. They fell out the door giggling, hair & clothing disheveled unable to keep their f*****g hands off one another. There they were right in her line of sight. Her "boyfriend" Chris. And Anna "her friend" who had just gotten married only 6 month's prior to a guy named Nathan. Joleah just so happen to have been one of Anna's bridesmaids at the big extravagant wedding. Isn't that just lovely? The pure blind rage that filtered through her veins was almost too much to bear. She managed to keep herself together instead of grabbing the tire tool outta her trunk like she wanted and rushing up on them to beat both to a bloody unrecognizable pulp. A light bulb lit up in her head and she remembered the man Anna married and how beefy he was....at that very moment Joleah knew exactly how she'd seek revenge. All she'd need to do is show Anna's hubby Nathan proof of his sweet new brides infidelity. She began snapping pictures of the two as they fumbled down the breezeway of the motel and got a reeeeally good little video of the deceiving motherfuckers kissing and pawing at each other. Even though it stung her heart to witness such betrayal she sucked it up and let her anger take full control. Joleah had met up with Anna's husband Nathan that very evening at a nearby café and showed him what his "wife" had been up to while he was working his ass off to provide her with all the luxuries she was accustomed to. She thought he would bust a blood vein after viewing the unsavory sight of it all, but she managed to calm him down. Joleah & Nathan spent the better part of an hour sipping coffee and talking about how to best handle this deception. The decision was made to plan a little picnic with their significant others in a remote area and just accidentally run into each other and that's exactly how it all went down. On that day Joleahs "boyfriend" Chris got the total s**t beat outta him as she stood back and watched with satisfaction, until Anna tried to butt in and that's when Joleah stepped up and snatched a b***h back by her hair and stomped her ass good. Needless to say, Nathan and Joleah left together leaving his wife with a scratched up bloody face slumped over her battered lover. After that Nathan's marriage was annulled and he & Joleah became the best of friends. This was who she sat waiting for at this very moment. Joleah stood reaching out to snatch her purse off the back of the chair and head on out the door, she'd be damned if she'd wait another minute on Nate....if he couldn't be on time then f**k it! "Ugh uhhh! Oh no you don't tater tot....just sit your fine ass right back down before I make you." He chuckled deeply snaking his thick arms around her waist from behind & slinging her side to side while she fussed and tried to wiggle free. Joleah was finally able to remove herself from his strong hold and whirled around ready to give him a piece of her mind but stopped short when he held up a sparkly golden little gift bag in her face. "Calm down tater....I come bearing gifts. Which is my reason for being alittle late." He made a sorry face. "Alittle late?!" She puffed as they sat down. Joleah giving him the tiniest hint of a smile. "You know you didn't have to do this." She sat looking at the shiny bag sitting on the table in front of her. "Will you hush and just open the damn bag? I'm anxious to see your reaction! Open! Open! Oooopennn!" He cheered her on causing her to giggle like a child. Joleah snapped the tape at the top, her eyes doubling in size as they locked on the small black box inside with Chanel written on top. Her mouth fell open hands immediately covering it in shock. "Woman if you don't just reach in there and open that box I may bend you over my lap and give you a birthday spanking you won't ever forget." He slapped the table. She snickered reaching inside and pulling the box out lifting the top off. There in her face were the earrings she'd always wanted but could never afford. Tears pooled in her eyes as she ran her small fingers over them delicately. "Omg Nathan! Th...thank you! I....I can't believe this. Wow!" She stuttered then raised herself up from the table and wrapped her arms around him tightly. "Mhm...now you love me." He chuckled joyfully. When she pulled back tears ran down her reddened cheeks as he quickly lifted his large hands thumbing them away. "Happy birthday tater tot, now will you please stop crying? Jesus woman...your supposed to be happy. " He kissed her cheek softly. "And tonight you will be going out with me and a couple of my friends I'd like to introduce you to as my badass little sister." He smiled cheekily. "Ohh God nnnooo Nate! I was just hoping to chill at home. I don't feel like mingling tonight! I know all those damn lycans will be hanging in packs at the clubs on the weekends... how many times do I have to tell you that I can not stand those assholes and you know exactly wh---" she was broken off. His thick finger covering her lips. "Will you stop worrying about lycans for Pete's sake. None have ever bothered you. I wanna take you out and show you a good time tater tot....please allow me this. You deserve a night out. All the hell you ever do is work and worry. You need to losin up and have some fun little lady, maybe find yourself a fella....I mean damn look at you! If you would have shown a crumb of interest in me...I swear to God I'd have been allover that ass.....it could still happen you know.....wanna gimme a go?" He snickered laying his head to the side biting his lip. "Stop that s**t! I hate it when you play like that." She gave him an incredulous look. "Who the f**k said I'm playin!?.....I'm sorry tater tot. You know I gotta f**k witcha alittle bit on your birthday. So....will you please relax and just let me treat you to a night out....I'm begging you." He pouted, rolling his plump lip down. "Ughh.....yeeesss, ok I'll goooo. But I swear if s**t gets uncomfortable for me I will skip out pronto." She huffed rolling her eyes. "Fabulous my sweet. I'll pick you up at around eightish. And I'm gonna take you after we leave here and get you something nice to wear tonight and I wont take no for an answer! Ok?" He cut his eyes at her sharply before she could protest like he knew she would. She simply shook her head and accepted the generosity of the man that had become like a big brother to her over these past few months. "The earrings were more than enough Nate." She stared down at them in awe. "You gotta have something to go with them though. I've seen your wardrobe annnd Your idea of sexy is a pair of skinny jeans and a turtleneck." He thinned his lips snickering a bit. "Hey....they look good with heels and a cute little jacket. You've hurt my feelings now you asshole." She bit back crossing her arms over her chest. "I'm not saying those big knockers, hips & well rounded ass of yours don't look damn good in anything you wear. It's just...I'd like to see you in a nice little dress. It's your 30th birthday tater tot....live alittle girl." He smiled patting her hand. Joleah just shut her mouth, she knew it was futile to try and argue with him and just accepted her fate. _______________________ After all day with Nate fussing over which damn dress to get they finally agreed on a little black low cut shimmery dress that came to her mid thigh and was so clingy to her body she'd be afraid to bend forward knowing it would ride up to show her ass cheeks, but she was tired and fed up with hearing him say 'No....no not that one!' With that look on his face, as if he'd just sucked on a lemon. They had argued and cursed each other for hours until finally he approved of one that she kinda liked, definently not one she would buy herself, yet she'd wear it to make him happy since he got her those expensive earrings she had drooled over for a year. ____________________________ Make up was perfect, new Chanel earrings dangling beautifully on her lobes, hair laying in soft waves down her back. Body lotioned & perfumed. All she had to do was slip on her heels and snatch a jacket to cover her arms against the frigid night air. The tiny spaghetti straps did little to support the ample size of her breasts. She was lucky enough to have a black sticky bra to at least cover her n*****s if they happen to try an pop out. Joleah grabbed her little black clutch shoving her license, gloss and cell phone inside. She slid her feet into the fuzzy slippers she loved so much and headed out of her room carrying the heels she'd wait till the last damn minute to strap on. Within 10 minutes Nate was standing in front of her with his eyes bugged outta his head. "Holy f*****g s**t! Look at you tater tot. I think you've graduated to a loaded baked potato little lady." He smiled wide showing his sparkling white teeth. His muscular body covered in dark jeans that fit his thick thighs extremely well. A blue button up showcasing his broad chest and strong arms. His dark wavy hair lay just right. The man was undoubtedly a complete package. "You look amazing too.....are you sure you don't wanna just lay around here, order some pizza and watch some horror movies?" Joleah tried her best to make him change his mind. "Noooo hell no! We are going out...getting sozzled and having a damn good time. Come on tater tot, let's go!" He pointed to her heels as she snatched them up putting them on with a grimace on her face. She whined & cursed as he pulled her out the door into the chilly night air.