Tempting My Bully's Boyfriend

Chapter 9 : Becca

Did he just kick me out of the cafe?

Okay, I understand that I was a bit off the line but what kinda behaviour is that? Such an unprofessional, plus, I left my coffee and vanilla cake inside. He didn't even let me eat them. Mr unprofessional Michelin star!

I was still standing in front of the door which he snapped right in front of my face. My legs were concrete. I don't know, maybe because of the amusement of the kiss or his angry look. Well, I wouldn't say completely angry, because he was also shy and I believe, the teeny tiny bit of him kinda enjoyed the kiss.

What the f**k! What the hell am I thinking? I sound like those men who molests women and then say, "Oh! believe me, she liked it."

Kol James Morgan is injurious to my morals. I should stay far away from him and should never repeat the manner less thing I did at the cafe.

After talking to myself like an insane person, finally I turned back to leave but then I heard Kol's voice as he opened the door again. "Ah-umm, here's.. your coffee and cake." He handed me a paper cup of coffee and a box of cake. "Ahhmm!" He cleared his throat and added, "Listen, I respect you. ALOT." His voice is getting shaky. "Which is why I'm warning you, never do that again." He might have meant it as a warning but nervousness was plastered all over his face and revealed in his voice which made it sound more like a plea.

"And you don't have to pay for your coffee and cake. Consider it as my professional apology for forcefully dragging you out of my cafe." He slammed the door again.

What? I respect you? I'm warning you? Professional apology? Did he hear my thoughts? What kinda statement is this? And how dare he slam the door again in my face!

People around the cafe were looking at me as if they just watched a really dramatic flash mob proposal which ended up being rejected in a very comedic way.

My gaze crawled towards the large flat glass window of the cafe and it was all "see through". I can clearly see the table where I was sitting. My jaw dropped down, my mouth widely opened. I covered my mouth with my hand because if I didn't then I might end up screaming in terror or humiliation.

Oh, my god! This is so humiliating. No way these people witnessed our meaningless kiss? A hot red flush overtook my face. I was so nervous that I ran away as if I was running for my life.

After running between two to three minutes, I'm finally far away from his cafe. I was panting, I had never ran so fast. My breath was heavy and my throat was dry. I was still holding the coffee and cake which was given by Kol. I can still inhale the smell of fresh and fine coffee. It was warm and perfect for drinking. The coffee cup was halfway to touch my lip when I stopped.

I was still angry about the public humiliation. This coffee indeed smells delicious and tempting but if I drink it then it means accepting his apology. I was in no mood for forgiveness. No matter if it was for the terrorising bully done by Pepper or huge betrayal by my best friend and boyfriend or a tiny humiliation done by Kol. I was in no mood of being an i***t who forgives everyone so that they can get one more chance to stab me on my back.

Remembering all the worst past events together, my anger level skyrocketed. I was so angry that I used all my force and threw the coffee cup, as far as possible.

However, my anger transformed into worry and fear overtook my face. The paper coffee cup, which was filled with hot delicious and dark coffee, hit an old lady. Well, she wasn't that old, but she looked like she was in her mid forties and I'm in my early twenties which means she is kinda old in my POV.

The lady screamed in pain and gathered everyone around. If there was an award for unlucky women of the day then I would be first and she would be second.

I ran towards her and apologised. "I'm so sorry, ma'am. I'm so sorry, I didn't see you coming." I gave her the cake in my hand as an apology. "Please, consider it as an apology." Everyone around us stared at me for my instant response. I can't hear their thoughts but their faces were saying it clearly that maybe I intentionally hit this lady and was ready with cake for the apology.

"Do you think your cake can fix my burned arm?" The lady yelled.

"I'm so sorry, I'll call the ambulance and this cake wasn't for your burned arm. I'm a business student, but I know a little bit of science. Eating cake doesn't heal your wounds, going to hospital, having a proper sanitised first-aid and applying medicine regularly heals—" I stopped as I realised how stupid my reply was and how everyone was staring at me.

"Millennials!" She sighed.

"Ah-um, I'm Gen Z." What's wrong with me, why am I trying to annoy her more. I should just keep quiet and call 911.

"Okay, everyone clear this space. I have already called an ambulance." I yelled to clear the crowd. It was so uncomfortable. Why do people wanna keep staring at someone till the verge of awkwardness?

The ambulance arrived after a few minutes and took us to the Sanidale General Hospital.

The old lady's wound wasn't that critical to go to the hospital, but still we are here because I don't wanna run away from my responsibility. We didn't even need a doctor. One beautiful and friendly nurse came in and bandaged her. It didn't even take her much time.

Now that I have got that lady treated. I was about to leave. I grabbed the cake box and stood up.

"Wait!" The lady commanded.

"What happened, ma'am? Do you want me to drop you at your home?" I asked.

"No, I'm a busy person. I have work to do. I'm not a housewife."

"I didn't said you are. I just thought you might wanna have some rest."

"Well, as you can see, I'm fine now. I don't need concern from the person who thoughtlessly threw a hot coffee on me."

"Okay, ma'am." I didn't argue back and continued to move.

"Wait!" I stopped again on her command. "Leave that cake."

"What?"

"The cake, which you wanted to give me before but I refused to take it. Give it."

Wow! She doesn't want a concern from me but wants my cake. Hypocrite!

"I'm glad that you made a decision to accept it." I wanted to smash the cake on her face. She made me pay the ambulance and hospital fee and now wants my cake too.

After spending a huge sum of money on that woman's treatment I was about to leave the hospital. But, hey, it's my unlucky day, how can I leave so easily?

First jail, second humiliation, third accident and now, Garry. I bumped into Garry.

"Oh, I'm sorry ma'a—" He stopped apologising when he saw me.

"You? Why are you roaming freely? Didn't the police arrest you?"

"It's you, who filed the complaint?" I know it's him, but we were "a thing" before all these happened. So, the teeny tiny part of me was still hoping that it wasn't Garry who filed the complaint. But he cleared it all.

"Yes! You burned my brand new BMW. It was so new that I didn't even get insurance. Do you even know how much loss you did to me?" He shamefully asked.

"Not much more than mine, I guess." I didn't even blink before answering. Making a straight face I added, "You can still buy a new car within one or two years after your internship. But what about me? I doubt if I can ever love anyone again. I doubt if I can ever trust anyone again. I doubt if I can ever see the world like I used to, again." My eyes were begging me to let the tears flow but my self-respect cruelly rejected their plea. I would rather die than cry for him. He doesn't deserve my tears.

"Is everything okay, my love?" A soft and clam voice asked. I felt a large, safe and warm hand on my waist.

I shifted my gaze to the voice. Police officer?

"Mm-humm." I replied. I was speechless. I don't know how to react. Why is he calling me "my love"? Why is he acting as if we are close?

"Who is— who are you?" Garry asked.

"I'm her new boyfriend." Tony beamed.

It was a huge sudden shock. The saliva in my mouth went through the wrong pipe causing me to cough. "Boy–boyfriend?" I whispered, stammering.

He leaned towards my earlobe and whispered back, "Yes, just for him." He straightened his back and winked at me.

"Boyfriend! Yeah, my boyfriend. Hah!" I faked a smile to hide my confusing nervousness. "You fell for that right?"

"What?" Garry retorted.

"That.. 'I doubt if I can ever trust anyone again.' Blah blah blah…"

"Excuse me?" He retorted again.

"I was just playing with you." Lie! I wasn't. But I also don't want him to look at me as a vulnerable sad b***h. "Sarcasm, you know? Actually.. I was kinda attracted to, Tony." Thank god, I remembered his name. "But I controlled my desires because I was a loyal girlfriend." I placed my hand on Garry's shoulder, gesturing with fake gratitude and added, "However, the moment I knew about your cheating, I was so relieved that now I don't have to smell your awful breath, clean your clothes, make early breakfast and most importantly, fake an orgasm. No offence, but s*x with you is like having a massage from an amateur." I lowered my voice as I whispered, "You can't satisfy me at all."

A short laugh escaped from Tony's mouth, grabbing our attention. "I'm just— I'm sorry." He was trying his best to suppress his laughter.

"If—if you were so relieved then why did you burn my car? Why did you cost me so much damage?" He was trying to hide his embarrassed emotions but he couldn't. I can see it all over his face and I like it. Embarrassment is the best medicine for those who embarrasses love.

"Oh, that? I was happy, but I was also angry. I mean if you had betrayed me sooner, then I could have saved so much time and would have created plenty of sweet and steamy memories Tony." Wow! That was so fast. I didn't know I could be such a good lier. That's a really cool new skill for me.

"You, b***h!" Garry gave me a death dare. If Tony wasn't beside me then I'm 100% sure that he could have strangled me.

"Hey, there's no need for violence. I'm ignoring your offensive mannerless stare just because you deserve closure. But now if you dare to stare at her, then remember, she has a boyfriend who is really good at playing marbles." Attaboy! He threatened Garry. I know we are just faking it but his eyes were so promising that for a second I thought he could literally pop off Garry's eyes for me. I can't believe he is the same warm and polite cop who helped me when I was arrested.

"I ne—need to g—go" He stammered and left.

"Wow! Thank you. But you didn't have to do this for me."

"It's okay. I know you're having trouble. Exes can be really hectic sometimes." The evergreen smile came back to his face. To be honest, smile looks more good on him than the dangerous savage look. "By the way, what are you doing here?"

"Oh! Me, I.." God! He is a police officer, I don't know how to tell him that I threw a coffee on an old lady. "Just a regular check up." I lied.

"Oh, hope it went well."

"Yeah, it did but it also cost me a huge amount of money." The words tumble out before I could realise how problematic it can be.

"Huge amount? Didn't you have insurance?"

Shit! I shouldn't have said that. "Ahmm, I was—Wha—What are you doing here?" I changed the topic.

Hope he replies to it and gets distracted.

"I'm a police officer. Hospital is kinda like my second office. I came here to take a statement from a victim."

"So, did you?"

"What? Took the statement? Yup! I did and when I was just returning, I saw you talking to Garry—your ex. You were shivering and I thought you might need some help so I joined you."

My mouth curved into a smile. He is such a thoughtful person. "Oh, Thank you again. The way you stood up for me, it meant alot." But then I remembered my savage replies to Garry. It was so private and embarrassing. "Also, I'm sorry to drag you into our break up fight. I wasn't attracted to you, it was all a lie." Oh no, I guess that sounded rude. "I mean, you are handsome. Of course! But yo—you know, you're like fri—" No, no, no, no, no. I can't friendzone him. I've heard that boys take it in as an insult. "I mean, I mean.. I…" I couldn't find any words to put it in the right way.

He chuckled and added, "Hey, No worries. You don't have to explain yourself. I understand you."

Finally, a breath of relief.

"Thanks." A smile of relief crept into my face.

Wow! Today was weird. In short, I met 3 mens who've helped me in the most critical situation of my life and they said, "I admire you." "I respect you." and "I understand you."

To be continued…