Chapter nineteen - it's nothing

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"Oh god, my underarms are getting smelly already. I should be taking a bath by now." He said and I laughed. "You'll get used to it." I said, winking at him.

"Personally, I think mine are smellier than yours." I said and he laughed. With this moment right now, I feel like I'm living the friendship goals of everyone.

"What's your full name again?" He asked me. "Sarah Elizabeth." I said with a smile and he chuckled. I frowned at his laugh, "Where did your parents get that name?" He asked, laughing.

"I have no idea." I replied and he laughed even louder. "What's so funny with it? Are you high or something?" I raised an eyebrow and he stopped laughing.

"I wonder what time is it." He said, sighing. "By this time, I think it's already one o'clock in the afternoon." I said. "How can you estimate time?" He asked. "I don't know." I said and he nodded.

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"Cockroach!!" I heard him yell, which woke me up. I groaned and saw him freaking out on a cockroach on his tummy. I laughed and he looked at me, frowning.

"There's nothing be scared of. It's just a cockroach." I said, smiling down at the little fella who's crawling on top of Jarred's stomach. "Can you define a cockroach?" Jarred asked with a bit of sarcastic in his tone but I didn't respond.

"A cockroach is an incredibly creepy animal that is crawling on top of my stomach." He said making me laugh even more.

I never thought that Jarred is actually scared with these type of species. Well, the only guy I know and who's scared of cockroaches is my dad. But at least, he doesn't scream like a girl like what Jarred does.

"She's my friend you know." I said, proudly. I must admit that this cockroach has been my source of joy since I've been here. I was scared at first but I guess, I got used to it in front of me. I also admit that I did scream when I saw it.

"Well, Sarah's friend, please get off me." Jarred talked to the cockroach as if it could talk. I chuckled and a few minutes later, the cockroach crawled away. Jarred sighed with relief and I laughed.

"I've never met a guy who reacted that way when he sees a cockroach." I said, smiling. He looked at me, raises an eyebrow and then he rolled his eyes. "I just hate those." He said, sighing.

"You've never seen one?" I asked.

"I mean, I've seen one but...I would freak out like what you just saw awhile ago." He said.

"Thanks for making me smile, Jarred." Say what? I want to face palm myself. Too bad I can't.

He smiled, "You're welcome." He said with a wink.

"What time is it?" He asked. I stared at my wrist, pretending that I'm wearing a watch, making Jarred laugh. "As of now, the time is skin tone." I said and Jarred bursted into laughter.

"No seriously. I think it's already 7 o'clock in the evening already." I said, swallowing some liquid. "What makes you say that?" He asked, letting out a huge breath.

"It's getting dark?"

He let out a small laugh,"Wanna know what's my guess?" Is this one of his stupid jokes again?

"What?" I replied, annoyed. "I have no idea!" He joked and then laughed. That doesn't make any sense at all. I must conclude by now that Jarred's the worst joker you'll know. The whole room was silent except for Jarred, who's laughing uncontrollably at his own so-called joke.

I pretended to laugh, although I really wanted to facepalm by now. He's really like a child. "Very funny, Jarred." I said, sarcastically.

He continued to laugh for the next ten minutes while I just sat there, already getting annoyed by Jarred's endless laughs. Until, I can no longer contain myself. "Jarred!!" I yelled and he looked at me, still grinning like an idiot. "Would you please stop?" I said, rolling my eyes and he laugh a little.

"Okay fine." He said.

Then silence.

I must admit that being with Jarred, tied up, is much better than being tied up alone. At least I have someone whom I can talk to.

I looked at him and smiled. He raised an eyebrow and looked at me weirdly. "Why are you looking at me like that?" He asked. "Why? Am I not allowed to?" I asked and he rolled his eyes while I laughed.

"Thank you," I said. "For what?"

"For being there when I needed you." I said and he sighed. "You know, you can't thank me. There were times when...I wouldn't show up." He said.

"It's nothing."

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I know this chapter sucks. I've been very busy lately and I still have to study for two summative tests on Monday. I'm absolutely friggin tired!!

Anyways, hope you like this one. :) Message me if you spotted a mistake.

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