Forbidden Love [bwwm interracial]

Chapter 20- Movie Night

"Please Isabella," I begged, "Please, please, please."

"Liv, you know I would do many things for you, as I have shown today," She turned around to look at me briefly, "But I will not lie about this to Mr. Stiller. No soy embustera." (translation: I'm not a liar)

"Not telling him what happened isn't lying."

She continued sweeping up the broken glass. "Well, when he asks about his beloved pintura, what are we going to tell him happened to it?" (translation: painting)

"I'll tell him I came in pissed off and when I slammed the door, the painting fell and broke," I shrugged. If he has shit to say about it, I'll just make him aware that I could've trashed everything in this house after he denied me last night.

She looked at me warily. "I can tell you have lied many times during your lifetime."

I laughed - only if she knew.

She stayed silent for a couple moments before sighing. "Fine. Now, go pass me the mop."

~*~

I threw the baseball up in the air and caught it when gravity brought it back down. I continued doing this until Jonathan burst through the large door, scaring the shit out of me in the process. The baseball that was in mid-air came crashing down and hit me in the forehead.

I hissed in pain and swore loudly.

"What are you doing in my office?" He growled.

"I need to talk to you." I rubbed my forehead in small circles, hoping it would help the pain lessen.

"So you intrude into my office?" He raised his eyebrow, looking at my bare feet that were perched on his desk.

I shrugged, pulling my feet down and sitting back in his comfy chair. He stood up in front of the desk, staring at me.

"What?"

"Are you going to get out my chair?"

I raised my eyebrow, "Did you expect me to?"

He opened his mouth to reply but decided against it. He took a seat in one of the chairs placed in front of the desk and leaned back.

"You want to talk?" He asked grumpily, loosening his tie. "Then talk."

I bit my tongue to prevent myself from saying something rude. I needed to get over this hill and that sure wasn't going to happen if we ended up yelling at each other like uncivilized cavemen.

"I'm waiting."

"What is your problem all of a sudden?" I questioned.

He scoffed, "Problem? I'm not the one with the problem."

I clenched my fists. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"You're the one that completely ignored me last night as if I didn't even exist!" He growled.

"You left me in the hot garage the whole fucking night!" I argued.

"You probably would've ignored me when I tried to wake you up!"

Fuck being civilized.

I stood up and slammed my hands on the table. "You want to know why I ignored you?"

He stood up too and leaned forward. Despite him towering over me, I wasn't intimidated and kept my stare strong. "I'd love to know!"

"I'm surprised you don't know, considering you're my boyfriend! Oh wait, according to you, we're not dating!" I spat angrily.