He doesn't have to talk to me if he is so annoyed.
I turn to look at him and cross my arms over my chest. "I don't like talking to you. Is that good of an exuse?"
"No." He says sounding dumbfounded. "Is not even near a good excuse."
I huff aloud. "Jerk."
"Okay, just stop saying that!" He says, a little too loud and he didn't seem very happy.
It made me shut up for just a bit until I realised...why should I?
"It's true. You are a jerk and you don't care about anything and anyone else. It's just you, you, you!" I fire back.
As if the world just stopped spinning I felt myself fly forward from my seat making my heart reach my throat.
Lucas had pulled to a stop right in the middle of the road. There were not so many cars driving but the ones that were were honking at us.
I turn my head to look at hik with a glare. "What the heck are you doing?!"
His hands were still on the wheel, face turned forward. He didn't make a move to speak or to even look at me. He was frozen in his spot. So I took it as my cue to speak.
"You know what? I don't like you. At all. You're a big class A-jerk, you have no feelings, you are reckless and you break rules, you break girls heart and you put down people to make yourself look and feel better. You are a troublemaker and you irritate me to the point where I want to strangle you."
"I don't know why I helped you tonight with whatever plan you had in mind, because it aure was not just to make Mrs. Babineaux proud of you. You get something out of it and I really don't want to know what it is and I sure as hell don't want to be involved in it."
I stop and take a deep breath. Wow, did I just rant all of that?
You did and you slayed, girl!
"Fine."
I look to my left at Lucas who was just looking straight ahead, leaning on his seat.
I furrow my brows. "Fine?"
"Mhm. Fine." He turns his head in my direction. "You think all of that about me without getting to reall know me? Fine."
Oh no, my conscious doesn't feel good.
"You think I'm that selfish trying to trick the woman who basically grew me up just for the sake of myself? Fine."
Ugh, I feel awful.
"I will leave you alone. I'm sorry if I bothered you with my problems of trying to make someone I love proud of me. I'll drop you off at home and after tonight you won't see me again. I promise."
Without anything else to say he turns on the engine and starta driving off towards my apartment.
"Lu-"
He cuts me off by turning on the radio and turning the volume up.
The rest of the ride was silent, the only sound coming from the radio.
Soon he pulled up to my apartment but doesn't turn the engine off. Instead he keeps it on and just sits there, waiting for ms to leave so he could drive off.
I don't utter a single word but I open the door and climb out and shut it behind me, hard and loudly. I walk a few steps and then I hear the car leaving.
I looked after the car, seeing it driving off in the dark, the only light coming from the city lights and the moon.
As I watched him drive off the conversation from before starts rushig back and I fel bad. He was right. I don't know him and I was stupid for judging him so easily.
But everything you said was true. You know it and he knows it.
I shake my head and open the door, walking up the stairs.
"You did nothing wrong." I say quietly to myself, trying to calm my nerves down.
But the blood in my body was freezing and I felt sweat on my forehead. I was panicking.
When I reach our door I lean on the wall next to it and close my eyes.
I don't judge people. That's not what I do.
"You did everything wrong."
The one thing you never did, the thing you hated hearing or seeing people do. You did it. You judged him too fast and you weren't afraid of showing it.
When did I ever start doing this?
I stand up straight and shake my head. Next time I see him I'll just say I'm sorry for the way I judged him.
Are you out of your mind?!
What? No, I'm trying to do the right thi-
No, no, no! The guy told you he is going to leave you alone! If you apologies for judging him he will come after you again!
I roll my eyes. "Oh, would you just shut up. I am in control of what I do and I know thw consequences. He won't come after me again."
I wait for my subconscious to hop in and outsmart me once again but nothing happened. I didn't hear a single voice inside my head telling me otherwise.
Great. Take control over yourself, Riley. Do what is right.
Be ready, Friar because an apology is heading your way.
__________The End Of Chapter Twelve!__________
This is such a short chapter wtf is wrong with me?!
Aannyywwaayyss, I didn't have something good to put in somewhere in the chapter so imma end it here and start with the next chapter. Im gonna publish it, hopefully soon to make up for such a short chapter.
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