Chapter Nine
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So in three days, you managed to make your mother hate you even more than she did before and that's saying alot, you gave your sister a heart attack and now you're living with Will? Dayyuuummm, girl, your life is a dramatic rollercoaster. I would ask us to trade but knowing you,you would make my life a dramatic as yours in a heartbeat. Girl you can't live without drama." It was Chantelle obviously.
The b***h was crazy. She was sitting in front of me, munching on a big bag of hot Cheetos feeling entertained. It was like my life was one of those stupid Lifetime movies she always watched. She hadn't even offered me any. I was watching her. I was going to take my revenge.
"Sooo," she started, wiggling her eyebrows. I rolled my eyes. I knew what exactly the b***h was asking. And I honestly wanted to make her salivate. I was not going to give her the info so quickly. After all, she was eating her cheetos alone like she didn't see me casting it longing looks.
"Soo?" I deadpanned, raising a brow at her. She stopped eating and looked at me with a raised brow.
"Sooo...," she deadpanned, then motioned for me to talk. I was laughing in my mind but my expression was completely neutral. I was a wiz at that.
"Use your words b***h," I said then made a move to stand and move away. Chantelle's grip on my hand was enough to make me burst into laughter.
"Your expression was so funny," I said, trying not to choke on my own laughter. Hahaha I knew I was mean. I mean, look how I made her salivate. She was so dying for the info right now. Heh.
"I was literally about to kill you," she said, staring at me with so much humor and anger in her eyes. I took advantage of her being distracted and stole the bag of Cheetos, shoved my hand into the packet, got some cheetos and shoved into my mouth fat before she could protest. I needed it more than she did anyways.
"For the sake of what you're about to tell me, I'm going to let those Cheetos go. But I'll take my revenge," she said smugly then motioned for me to start talking.
I stared at her with a raised brow. Then decided against talking. Anyways, the Cheetos were in my hand. Hehe hand to mouth. Do you get it? No? Okay then.
"Do spill," Chantelle said and I deliberately put a handful of Cheetos into my mouth, chewing them extra slow. I knew if she could choke me, she would've. I know i would have if someone did that to me.
"Okay okay. Yes I'm with Will now. And no we've not done the dirty. What do you take me for?" I asked her, raising a brow and she had the grace to blush.
This girl really thought I was just going to drop the cookie for Will? Like yeah, he was drop dead gorgeous and looked panty dropping good but I was still a virgin. And he had to earn this snack. You must be shocked that I was still a virgin but I was. Despite what I came off sometimes as, it was really important to me and no one has ever been worthy enough to receive it....yet.
"For a girl that has had a crush on a guy for almost a decade. Scratch that, you know you've loved him for a long while. So what's stopping you?" Chantelle asked and I stopped eating.
You thought I was crazy? Well I am not compared to this short ass Gemini b***h. She was so f*****g horny.
I mean fiiinnnneeee. It was not like I had not thought of boning Prince Will. Cause that would be a big fat lie. Like everyday I imagined those luscious lips on his on my...
Okay I think we're going off topic. But my point is, I don't see myself from Will right away.
Besides, Ethan was in the mix now. I had known him for a few hours but he had managed to have an impact on me like what the hell. How did he do that? Very few people actually leave an impact on me.
"Chantelle what's stopping me is the fact that he might not be interested in me. I don't want blue balls or anything" I said and laughed at my own joke. Yes. I was pretty goddamn funny.
"Will not interested in you? That's like the biggest f*****g joke of the century. I don't think you notice the looks he shoots at Josh every time he's around you," Chantelle said then seized the bag of Cheetos from me.
I frowned at her and seized it back. "No he doesn't f*****g like me and he looks at Josh like that because Josh can be a f*****g i***t sometimes. Get that s**t out of your brain," I dismissed.
Honestly, I wished it was true. Will interested in me would be the highlight of my f*****g world. But judging from his nonchalant reaction this morning, I guessed he just didn't care. I was just the crazy girl he was forced to take care of. Okay thinking that might have hurt more than I expected it to.
"Okay. No need to get all violent. And I'll be the maid of honor and I'll be there to say in your face, suck it b***h!"
After saying that, Chantelle walked away. I shook my head. She was a f*****g comic. A character. I went back to working. I had not done inventory for about a week now and so I had to start on it really urgently.
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About three hours later, by three pm, I was on my way home. Home. I didn't know if I could already qualify Will's place as that.
I knew I loved goofing around and it seemed like I was never serious. But Chantelle's words had me thinking. Did Will actually like me? Was I missing all the clues? Was I just being oblivious?
No no. I didn't think so. If Prince Will liked me, I would have known. And we were friends. I knew him. I had seen him with other women before. I had seen the way he behaved towards those he liked. And it was definitely not the same treatment he gave me.
He treated me more like I was his annoying younger sister, that burden you just can't rid yourself of. And in as much as I tried to be that woman he wanted, it had not worked. It had been over a decade damn. If he wanted to confess anything, he would've already.
I walked to the kitchen and made myself lunch and made some extra for Will just in case. Just at that moment, I heard the front door open. Guess fate was on his side today. Cause if I had made just enough for me, I definitely would not have shared.
He entered the kitchen and looked at me with a smile on his face. It was like we were seeing each other for the first time, I didn't know how to explain it. After Chantelle's speech, I had started noticing more things about him.
Like how his expression softened every time he looked at me and how his eyes ran over me every time he laid them in my body.
"I made lunch," I said and watched him. His eyes strayed to the food then back to me and I swear they widened, like he had not seen me the whole day.
I smiled. Okay. Let's f*****g play.
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