You're Mine

Chapter 8: Have Some Self-Esteem.

In the end I ordered me Chinese food. Soon after I got my food, my phone vibrated to inform me that I received a message.

'I remembered something from last night.'

'What?'

'You were on your knees in the bottom of my bed. Did you take advantage of me?'

'No! I took your shoes off, idiot!!!'

'Kinky. You got a fetish for feets?'

'Oh, shut up!'

';)'

'Don't you have company?'

'I do.'

'Why don't you pay attention to her then?'

'Because I like to annoy you more.'

The phone call interrupted me before I could send a message. It was Chuck. Shit. I wasn't sure whether to answer him.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Betty."

"Hi. What's up?"

"Billy's not at home, right?"

"No. Why?"

"You left a jacket in my car some night before. Can I come by to bring you?"

"Um...of course. I think that would be okay."

"Great. I'll be there for twenty minutes."

I hang up and noticed that Billy sent me a few more messages while I was talking to Chuck.

Laughing loudly, I wrote a message.

'Sorry, Chuck called. I left a jacket in his car some night before, so he'll bring it to me now.'

After two seconds my phone rang.

"The fuck he will! Don't let him in the house."

"He'll just bring my jacket."

"Call him and tell him to leave it in front of the door."

"I won't. There is no reason for that. No matter what happened between you two.", the conversation ended.

He hang up. He had the courage to tell me what to do and not to give me a valid explanation.

Ten minutes later, I jumped from the sofa when the front door opened.

Billy was breathless. "Did he come?"

"Not yet. Why are you here?"

"It seemed to me you didn't listen carefully to what I was telling you. And I didn't have anything left than to come home."

"If you don't want to explain why you want me to stay away from Chuck, how do you expect me to listen to you?", nervously, he went through his hair with his fingers.

There was a bell at the door to which Billy arrived before me and opened it.

Chuck was shocked. "What are you doing at home? She said you weren't here."

Billy grabbed my jacket from Chuck's arm and slammed the door in his face. And then he locked it.

"I'm going after him. Get out of my way!", I said.

He crossed his arms and stood at the door. "You will have to go through me. And don't you hear that he started the car? What a fucking coward!"

I sighed and gave up. I didn't really want to see Chuck, but I was mad that Billy was controlling me. He didn't have the right to mix into my life when he didn't give me anything back.

There was a tremendous tension in the air as I approached the plate of food I put down on the coffee table.

"There are Chinese food on kitchen table if you want.", Billy continued to be irritated and didn't respond. "Didn't you eat outside?"

"No."

"Was she upset that you left her?"

"No."

Leaning on the elbows on the kitchen counter, I asked. "If you didn't eat, what did you do? Do I even want to know?"

"Um...Valeria wanted us to go bowling."

"Didn't you say her name's Valerie?"

He smiled as if he was guilty. "Oops."

Not knowing how to understand it, I rolled my eyes. "I'll watch a movie, so you can join me if you want."

He stopped for a moment to eat and angrily observed me. "What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"Excuse me?"

"No matter how bad I am behaving towards you...you are still trying to be nice."

I had the feeling that smoke's coming out of ears. "No one asked you to come back home tonight, actually I was enjoying myself."

"Really? Did you want to sit on the sofa and watch porn?"

My face probably turned red. "You son of a bitch.", my eye was playing around.

"You're winking again. Sorry, but I can't help you."

I remembered again his words a few nights ago. "Have some self-esteem."

I decided that I'm done with him for tonight. I won't go down to his level. I'll just go to my room without a word, but before that I picked up the Chinese food and spilled it on his lap.

"Help yourself, idiot!"

I heard his laughter as I walked to the stairs.

That night I was still smoking from the rage as I swirled in the bed. What does he think who he is, with his passive-aggressive behavior?

He was trying to show me that I was the one who sought his attention, but he's the one who sent ME messages while he was with that girl and then returned home early to stop my meeting with Chuck.

A/N

This chapter was actually really fun to write, and I've got everything else planned for the next coming chapters so I'm pretty excited. I hope you're all enjoying this!