Fake it till you make it - Lucathy

15 - Pissed

  'Buying that many drinks and carrying it must be hard...' I continued to think as I walked back and forth.

  'i should go with her...' I walked back but then stopped.

  'But won't that look creepy?' I walked back towards my seat.

  'But she looks quite weak no way she can carry that by herself!' I walked back to the door and stopped again.

  'Ugh! Why do I care so much!' I sighed giving up on my internal debate.

  "Lucas?" Jennette called.

  I was in the middle of trying to help Jennette.

  But I got bored since she was so bad...

  So Ijekiel? Is that his name?

  I'm just going to call him whitey.

  Whitey is helping me with Jennette.

  "I'm going out to help Athanasia." I announced to Jennette and whitey.

  "Lucas! I'll head towards her location in your stead, remain here and assist Jennette." Whitey volunteered.

  "There will be no need for you to be trouble. It would be my pleasure to lend a hand to my friend." I rebutted.

  'Did I just call her my friend...?' I shocked myself with my own words but I didn't show it on my face.

  'When was the last time I called someone my friend...' I couldn't help the warm feeling the spread throughout my body when I thought about it.

  "But I insist that you take a back seat. I assure you I am more then capable of helping her." Whitey said irking me.

  "But I'm afraid Jennette would request for your assistance more then mine, after all you do hold the title of being a close friend to her." I said dragging Jennette into this.

  "I'm sure that Jennette would do well even without assistance from me." Whitey just started spouting nonsense at this point.

  "Actually... I would like your assistance kiel..." Jennette mumbled blushing and being shy.

  I couldn't help the smug look on my face as whitey looked irked and mad.

  'For once I'm thankful she's so naive.'

  "But Jennette your already doing great, what more help could you need?" Whitey said trying to convince her to let him go.

  "B-but I-i would like more o-of your help..." Jennette said blushing bright red.

  "But Jennette, Athy needs my help more." Whitey said.

  Jennette looked at him wide eyed as if it just clicked in her head...

  "You don't actually want to help me..." Jennette said looking down.

  "You don't actually think I'm good at acting and don't need your help..." Jennette clutched her fist.

  "You actually want to help Athy..." Jennette said tears streaming down her cheeks.

  "Actually... No. You don't want to help her you want to spend time with her..." Jennette took one step towards Whitey who froze on the spot.

  'I should've got some popcorn.'
 
  "So in reality what you've been trying to say is Jennette go away I want to go to athy." Jennette took another step.

  "You don't want to help me, you want Athy..." Jennette took another step.

  "Isn't that right Kiel...?" Jennette was right infront of whitey who's mouth was slightly open.

  "Answer me." Jennette looked up at whitey.

  "I-I" Whitey's mouth failed to form any words.

  "Kiel..." Jennette walked to the side and put her hand on his shoulder puking him down so that her mouth was right at his ear.

  "I hate you." I could her hear whisper before dashing out crying.

  'The shows over! Now I'm going to go find Athanasia...' I thought as I strolled out of the studio.

  I remembered to wear my contacts since the last thing I want is to get swarmed.

  I didn't notice but I was walking faster then usual.

  'Where is she...' I thought as I kept speed walking.

  I spotted from a far a small figure with blond wavy hair and blue jeweled eyes sitting on the bench with a ton of bags beside her.

  'How did she even manage to lift that...' I thought as I walked faster and faster.

  She doesn't look strong at all, base on her figure I didn't think she would even be able to lift it this far.

  She was about another 6 mins walk to the studio.

  I saw how she breathed in and out before lifting all the bags up and continuing to walk.

  'This stubborn women...'

"I swear your as stubborn as a mule!" I said catching her attention as I towered over her.

  "I am stubborn that I can admit. But I'm stubborn because I don't have a choice." I couldn't help but laugh at her comeback.

  "I'm telling you I'm doing you a favour right now." I said as I reached my hand out to take the bags from her hand.

  "... Than what do you want from me in return?" She asked.

  'When was the last time someone expected to have to return something when I help them...' I suppressed the ear to ear smile that I was going to wear just because of what she said.

  'At least I know she doesn't take things for granted.'

  "Your quite smart aren't you." I said with a grin.

  'Being her friend doesn't sound that bad...'

  "You don't have to worry about that. It's quite a small issue I have no need for anything in return." I said turning around to hide my smile.

  "Lucas. Why do you were contacts?" She asked.

  'Is it not obvious?'

  "Same reason why you wore all black causing Kiran to give you the nickname 'Miss Robber'." I replied.

  "Speaking of Miss robber. Can you tell him to stop calling me that?! It's rude." She said.

  Somehow it seemed as if her whole aura changed...

  The look in her eyes changed...

  She didn't seem like her...

  She looked like the person who I saw glaring at Kiran...

  'Is this her spilt personality counterpart?'

  "Oh really?" I asked.

  I have been analyzing her and from what I can tell she doesn't actually mind Kiran.

  "Cause from where I stand you seem to not mind it." I said I saw that split second that she looked shocked.

  "if I'd known I was going to end up here with you, I would rather have went and spent time with ijekiel." She said.

  All of a sudden I felt my blood boil.

  I know it was her split personality speaking but I couldn't help but get pissed off.

  I don't know why I didn't like the idea of her wanting to spend time with someone else while she was here with me.

  "Then go befriend Whitey's if you want to so badly." I said walking faster and leaving her behind.

  "Lucas! Have you seen Jennette?" I ran into Whitey.

  "No." I replied fully knowing that my eyes were probably glowing so they didn't even look brown anymore.

  I admit I wanted to punch his face.

  But I just stormed off utterly pissed.