Violet's P.O.V
All of a sudden grades were important? I mean, all of sudden my parents cared about them? I was given the biggest embarrassment when my credit card got declined when I was out shopping with my friends. Other friends were with us but luckily only Lucy and Rachel witnessed it. Being the best friends that they are, they paid for my items. Technically, let me borrow the money. They said I didn't need to but I was still going to pay them back.
The credit card was temporarily closed under my father's request.
That fuckin' sperm donor!
"You can't do this to me!" I protested.
As if I were out of line, my father pressed, "You failed to keep up with your grades, so I have all right to do what I please with my money!"
"Selfish," disheartened, I remarked.
"Yes, you are!" Father retorted, like if we were little kids.
"Mom!" I complained, hoping she'd back me up.
In surrender, mom lifted her hands up, brushing it off. "Deal with it with your father."
I squinted my eyes at her. Unbelievable. The woman who birthed me was deserting me now? Call me over dramatic but I was from now on going to consider myself an orphan.
I sighed, "Dad!" I whined and turned to look at him. That's when I realized that he had snuck away. Instead of a business man, he should have been a magician. Did a hell of numerous disappearance acts throughout my life! Best trick was when he sent me out to a boarding school. I turned my attention back to my mom, "Rosemary has been helping me with homework and has helped me study for tests but I still struggle!" I explained, feeling frustrated.
"Violet, your father just wants you to have the best education," she stated.
I sighed, "All of a sudden?"
"After seeing how much effort Rosemary puts in school, he wants the same for you," she explained.
Fuckin' Rosemary. Either way, my baby's smart ass was fine as hell.
"But I'm trying! It must count for something," I didn't know what else to do. The situation was stressful and frustrating. Next to me, my mom's phone started ringing. I looked at it. The caller ID showed that it was my so called father. "Your roommate is calling," I informed.
"Violet," mom scolded me.
Father was hardly ever at home. I doubt him and mom ever spent time together. Technically, they were roommates. What they had was hardly a marriage. I don't know but I'd want to spend so much time with the one I loved. My parents were something else.
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Nothing else to do, I went home with Rosemary. All weekend, I was not going to have any funds. My friends wanted to pay for me but it didn't feel right. Either way, I wanted to spend my time with my baby.
My in-laws invited me over for dinner. They still didn't know about us. As far as they knew, we were getting along.
Mrs. Myles had her back towards us, so we secretly kissed. The moment she turned around, we stepped away from each other. Not going to lie, being this sneaky was a turn on. Anything involving Rosemary was a turn on, better said.
"So Mrs. Myles, what can I do?" I offered my help with dinner.
"Call me Mary," Rosemary's mom welcomed me to. "Mrs. Myles makes me feel old," she joked.
Honestly, Rosemary's parents were so young. My parents were older. Not by a huge number but they were definitely older. I think Rosemary said that they had her when they were eighteen years old. Freshly out of high school. Practically our age! How insane was that? My parents were in their mid twenties.
I chuckled, "Mary," I rephrased, "how can I help?"
Rosemary's mom instructed, "Toss the salad," she pointed to the lettuce and toppings. "It's all prepared."
Nosy like, Rosemary sneaked a peek at what her mom had gotten started on, "Yummy! Your special pasta?" Her eyes grew big and I could see how hungry she got all of a sudden.
Mary nodded, "Yes, when you told me that Violet was blessing us with her presence tonight, I just knew I had to make it," she confirmed. Mary made her way towards me as I was grabbing the salad bowl. "Not to brag but you're going to love my special creamy tomato spinach pasta!" She guaranteed.
"It's the best! No fancy restaurant you've ever been to compares to it," Rosemary backed it up.
"Speaking of! Rosemary has the magic touch to make the best garlic bread!" Mary bragged proudly.
Hmm, magic touch? I could absolutely vouch for that!
I cleared my throat, "Do you guys cook together a lot?"
Mary frowned as she glanced at Rosemary, "We used to but have not gotten the chance too often since we've registered her in Montgomery," she explained.
Rosemary added, "But we try to when I come home."
Mary smiled widely, "I enjoy our bonding time!"
How beautiful was that? A mom who actually bonded with their daughter! Something I wish I had. Instead, I only got lectured and punished when I came across my parents.
"Soooo mom, are you and dad having date night tonight?" Rosemary changed the conversation. Did I have a saddened face without realizing it? Was that why she did that? Oh fuck.
"I'm not sure yet," Mary answered.
After placing the lettuce into the bowl, I threw in the toppings and tossed the salad.
Honestly, Rosemary's family felt like home. Being here felt like a real home. Like the ones I watched in movies. Not what I had. A mansion filled with furniture but no real family. The bonding while cooking. Talking about endless topics. Laughing. Enjoying each other's company. It was all so real.
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At the dinner table, we ate and shared a glass of wine. Well, Rosemary's parents only allowed us to have half a glass. According to them, they didn't really approve of it.
"So Mr. Myles, where do you plan on taking your wife out tonight?" I asked once they confirmed that they were going to head out after dinner.
Mrs. Myles chuckled, "Call him Ross," she allowed. "He hates feeling old too," she added.
Rosemary's dad laughed, "Well Violet, I'm going to take her to her favorite desert place," he answered.
Mary clarified, "It's just an ice cream shop."
"But you love it!" Nonetheless, Ross wanted to spoil her. Sweetly, he leaned in and kissed her temple. Seriously, that was extremely adorable! Glancing at Rosemary, I saw her admirably smiling as she watched her parents. My heart fluttered warmly at the sight of that.
How nice that they still had date nights. They were still in love. No matter the years, they still made time for each other. Something my parents didn't do or cared about. I wished they did. I used to think that people got married and then were supposed to act distant. A marriage was a more of a business deal. But I never felt it in my heart. I believed more in fairytales. In where true love existed. Way more than a business deal. A feeling.
Maybe I was moving too fast but I was feeling that with Rosemary. With her, I was believing more in fairytales.
Rosemary gasped, "Violet, you haven't even tried my garlic bread yet!" She acted hurt.
I laughed slightly, "I'll try it right now," I grabbed the bread. "Look, I'm going to try it," I took a bite. Wanting to catch my reaction, Rosemary watched me. The moment the bread went into my mouth, it felt felt like I was chewing on heaven! "It's delicious!"
The biggest smile spread across her face.
Aww! My baby was so cute! I loved making her smile!
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In the backyard, they had a patio bed swing. When Ross and Mary left, Rosemary and I went to chill in the backyard. We sat on the swing and watched the stars. Comfortably, I leaned back in Rosemary's arms.
A blanket was over us as we snuggled up.
Rosemary kissed the top of my head, "You're so beautiful, Violet," she complimented.
Whenever I was in her arms, I felt safe and cared for.
"Really? Because in my eyes there's no one more beautiful than you," I returned the compliment.
Rosemary chuckled, "Yet everyone fights for your attention."
Did Rosemary not notice how many people eye-fucked her every single day? God damn! I had to stop myself from plotting murders every single time! She got hit on every single time. Maybe Rosemary saw it as extreme harassment but damn, it happened. People were all over her.
"Rosemary, chill," I chuckled. "Hey, I think it's cool how close your parents are," I commented.
"Sometimes they act like teenagers in love," she joked.
"That's good though!" I laughed. "A lot of parents lose love for each other and they don't have what your parents have," I explained. "You're lucky that your parents are still so in love!"
"And I hope it always stays that way," Rosemary kissed the top of my head again. "I want what they have and I won't ever settle for anything less," she stated.
Gasping, I lifted up from her and turned to make eye contact with her, "What about me?" I questioned.
"You better get your shit together and make it happen," she joked.
Playfully, I tapped her forehead. Her features scrunched up together and then she chuckled. "Rosemary!" I whined and pouted. "You're not here for me unconditionally?"
Rosemary held my chin between her fingers and pecked my lips, "As long as we're both putting 50/50 then yes," she answered. "Maybe sometimes it'll be off balance but as long as we back it up and take turns when it's needed to, then I'm all in," she explained.
Inevitably, I smiled, "I want to make it work with you," I pecked her lips. There was something that I was extremely afraid of though. "But sometimes, I get very possessive and moody. Please be patient with me when I do," I pleaded.
Rosemary leaned in and I closed my eyes. I felt her kiss my eyelid. "I only want you and as long as you're trying, I'll be here," she assured. I opened my eyes and saw her smiling. "Violet, you're beautiful inside and out," she claimed. "There's a lot that we both have to learn and I want to discover it with you," she added.
"Even when I'm acting bipolar?" I chuckled.
"Even then," she reassured with a grin.
"How do you do that?" I asked.
Her forehead creased, "Do what?"
"Make me feel like I can be myself, mess up and learn without feeling judged?" I explained.
Rosemary looked deep into my eyes, "Because I mean it and I genuinely believe that you're the most amazing person I've come across with!" she leaned in and brushed her lips with mine.
Rather parting, our lips reached for more. Tilting my head to the side, she tilted hers to the other side. I opened my lips wider, along with hers. Our lips opened wider and wider by the second. I didn't want to stop kissing her.
Before I knew it, I was kissing on her neck. I leaned in more and more until I was laying on top of her on the swing bed. Between my legs, her knee moved up and down against me. Teasingly, I bit on her neck. Laughing, Rosemary squealed and ticked my sides for me to stop.
"Rosemary! Stop!" I laughed and pushed her hands away.
"Then you stop first!" She laughed.
"Then move your leg!" I smirked.
Rosemary blushed, "You're something else!"
"Rosemary, you try to act so innocent but when we're alone, you're just as horny!" I pointed out.
Playfully, she rolled her eyes, "I have to be because of your enormous sex drive!" She teased.
I pressed my hand against her mouth to shut her up. Her eyes widened. "You act like you don't like it but you know you love it!" I corrected.
Rosemary moved my hand away from her mouth, "You give me no other option!" She argued, stifling a laugh.
"Oh please! It's not like I'm forcing you!" I stifled a laugh too.
Rosemary glanced at my lips, "I kinda like when you do," she admitted, catching me off guard.
I felt my eyes get immediately big, "Whoa?" well, this was a pleasant surprise.
Rosemary reached up and placed her hand behind my head to pull me inward for a kiss. Passionately, I kissed her and let her knee fix between my legs. Rhythmically, I moved against it. One thing I didn't understand was how good she knew how to move her leg between my thighs. It's like she knew exactly where I liked it at. Where it hit pleasurably at.
Wrapping an arm around my waist, she flipped me over so that she could be on top. I loved when Rosemary took control. As much as I loved to pleasure her, I loved when she went out of her way to pleasure me. Hitting every spot. Every touch. Making every nerve sensitive.
Playfully, I kicked her off.
"Violet!" Chuckling, she whined.
I flipped over to rest on my stomach as she tried to slip her hand into my jeans. "Leave my pussy alone!" I stifled a laugh.
Rosemary laid on my back, "I don't want to," she nibbled on my ear and managed to slip her hand into my jeans. The bed swing started to rock back and forth. "You're making it swing too much," she pointed out because I was moving too much. Teasingly, she kissed my neck.
"Rosemary," I moaned out.
"Uh huh?" She loved the teasing game.
At this point, I could not get her to stop. I didn't want her to. This was exactly what I wanted. For us to be by ourselves without having to worry about anyone else! To pleasure each other as much as we wanted without being worried of being caught.
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Rosemary's P.O.V
Something was off about Violet. Hmm, I wasn't sure whether to ask her or ignore it. Be mature and ask her but what if it made it worse? What if she didn't know how to communicate? Violet was stubborn and only wanted me to give into her. I already knew her.
Yet again, if I ignored it, then that was going to piss her off too. Kinda a lose-lose situation.
Well, maybe not.
Better to give it a try than to keep going through Violet's attitude. I valued communication in a relationship, so I needed to start acting like it.
All cutely, I joined Violet on the couch and tried snuggling up with her. "Babe," I gave her one of my most charming smiles.
Flatly, she questioned, "What?" And scooted to the side for me to get off her.
"Uh..." moment to go into either a peaceful & mature discussion or a wrestling match. "Violet, you've been acting like a selfish cat lately," oh no, I accidentally chose a battle fight.
As if a wrestling match ring went off, Violet sat upward and gasped, "A selfish cat?" Her mouth dropped in disbelief.
Time to stand my ground.
"Yeah, you've been moody. Every time I try to give you attention or get it from you, you look away as you brush me off," I compared.
"Because you don't deserve any love from me right now!" She scoffed.
At this point, I had no idea of what she meant by it or what led her to make such claim.
"I'm sorry but did I do something?" I needed some elaboration. On my behalf, I hadn't done anything wrong.
Violet scoffed, "You were laughing with another bitch!"
I sighed in disbelief, "With who?"
Violet turned her back to me and crossed her arms, "When you were supposedly," she air quoted, "doing homework," she elaborated.
That's what this was about? Was she freakin' serious? This girl needed to calm down and listen to me! "Violet! We were studying and joking at the same time!" I explained since clearly, she didn't understand that both were possible.
Violet waltz back to me, "Who's funnier than I am?" Jealous, she questioned. I rolled my eyes. "Answer me, Rosemary!" She demanded as if I had to obey her. Everyone else bowed down to her but that didn't mean that I was. I shook my head no. Offended, Violet gasped, "Alright go fuck her then!"
I sighed, "Laughing with another girl doesn't mean that I want to hook up with her!" I clarified.
"But it does!" Violet argued. At this point, she was only trying to win an argument. Violet was smarter than this! Her jealousy wasn't letting her see things clearly though.
"How?" I exclaimed, feeling frustrated with the situation.
"You laughing with another girl means you like her!" She claimed, which was complete bullshit! Excuse my explicit language please.
None of what she said made sense! There was absolutely no logic to it. "I laugh with Lola all of the time, does that mean that I like her too?" I asked to put it into perspective.
Violet groaned, "She doesn't count! She's more of a vampire!"
"A blood sucking vampire!" I retorted.
"But I know she won't try to suck your neck!" Stubbornly, Violet insisted.
I sighed, "You're being delusional!" I remarked, fed up.
"I am since I'm clearly dating you!" She retorted. I sighed and rolled my eyes at that. "Since you love laughing with other girls so much then go be with them and leave me alone!" She snapped. "Go off with your little whores!"
Little whores? The girls that I studied with never tried anything with me. Wait, I was lying. One of them had but I shut it down immediately. That was a while back though. Ever since, she never tried again. By the way, it wasn't even the girl that I was laughing with. If anything, I sat further away from that one.
Out of frustration, I ran my hand through my hair and groaned, "Most of them have boyfriends!" I stated.
"Oh so on top of that, they're also cheaters now?" There was no winning against Violet.
Nothing was going to end as long as we kept going back and forth. "You're clearly not trying to compromise, so I'm leaving," I grabbed my phone and AirPods to head out.
"Don't you dare walk away from me, Rosemary!" Violet prohibited. Deja vu. It felt like we had been through this before. It made me think of when we were in preschool.
"You're not the boss of me, Violet," I reminded. She loved to think that she owned everyone but not me! One way or another, she needed to learn that she couldn't always get what she wanted by throwing tantrums.
"If you leave this room, then forget I exist!" She threatened.
"You wouldn't make it that easy to pretend like you don't exist," I snickered as I turned the doorknob.
"Oh fuck you!" I heard her say when I opened the door and walked out. "And don't come back here either!" She slammed the door.
What was she going to do? At the end of the day, I lived in that dorm room. She couldn't keep me out of it. Hopefully, she was going to calm down in a hour or so. Violet was complicated but she still had my heart and I couldn't do anything about that.
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While I hoped for Violet to calm down, I went looking for Lola. Last thing she messaged me was that she was going to be cooking in the culinary arts classroom. Practically was a restaurant kitchen. Equipped with everything needed to cook.
The door to it was closed, so I messaged her to open the door for me.
Lola let me in.
"I thought this was locked after school hours?" I wondered how she got in.
"Yeah, what's your point?" Lola looked unfazed.
"Well, how did you get in?" I asked.
"By picking the lock," she shrugged nonchalantly and motioned for me to follow her. "I'm making spaghetti. Want any?" she offered. I looked at her setup. Marinara sauce and meatballs were in a pot while the noodles were still boiling in water.
"I'm not hungry," I shook my head no.
"Uh-oh! Wat happened now with Violet?" She figured it out.
"She got mad because I was laughing with the girls from my study group," I explained.
Lola drained the noodles, "That bitch is a jealous brat," Lola insulted.
"Hey! Don't say that," I didn't like it. Yes, Violet acted unreasonable but I didn't like to hear someone else talk badly about her.
"Shit, my bad," Lola couldn't care less. "Violet loves gifts. Do what her parents do and give her something to gain her forgiveness," I know she was joking but it was still sad. "Take her spaghetti," she suggested.
"Lola, that's not funny. Buying her forgiveness is not right. Her parents need to talk to her, rather buying her stuff," I stated. "And to begin with, I don't think I need to ask for forgiveness when I haven't done anything wrong," I clarified.
"I know that but Violet doesn't," Lola explained. "And you know how she is, she's not going to cave in," she predicted. "Everyone always gives her what she wants and she's used to that," she added.
"Not everyone," I corrected.
Lola sniggered, "Oh but you will," she sounded so sure of it.
"Nope," I stood my ground.
"Rosemary, I'm rooting for you but let's face it. When it comes to Violet, you become a puppy," she compared. I raised an eyebrow. "You get all giddy and follow her everywhere," she elaborated.
"Are you saying I'm a simp?" I questioned.
"Wapush!" She pretended to be whipping something.
I chuckled, "Stop!"
Lola chuckled, "Rosemary, changing Violet's ways is going to be a complicated and frustrating task but if you really want to be with her, you're gonna have to learn how to be patient and maneuver through it," she advised.
I sighed longingly, "Dating is hard."
"That's why I don't get myself into a relationship," she shrugged. "Unless it's Edgar! In that case, the wedding is next week!" She made an exception. I laughed at that. "But yeah, the girl is a psychopath but if you're okay with that, then by all means, work on it," she approved.
For now, I didn't want to think about it. This problem was not going to be solved any time soon. Earlier, I went by the arcade room and it looked like a fun time. The perfect distraction I needed.
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Violet's P.O.V
Rosemary was probably out there fucking some slut or multiple. Fuck her and her whores! They could make her laugh, then they could try and make her moan too!
Rachel came running in through the door. Out of breath, she panted, "Rosemary went into the arcade room," she informed.
I might've sent her to track her down...
When it came down to the dirty work, Rachel was my go-to. Lucy was too sweet, therefore limited herself to accomplishing the task. On the other hand, Rachel gave no fucks and interrogated whoever she needed to.
"Oh so now she's fucking a bitch while playing donkey Kong?" My blood was boiling.
Rachel shrugged, "Maybe on the motorcycle game, it has many motions to it."
Lucy commented, "You know Rosemary is not like that," she defended her, which I rolled my eyes at. "Violet, you know her! She wouldn't do that," she insisted.
"We'll see about that," For now, I was going to stay mad at Rosemary. "Time to make myself the most irresistible sexy bad bitch out here," I clapped for them to follow me.
"Ooh I love this!" Rachel was ecstatic.
Rosemary was staring at other bitches, well, let's see who she was going to be staring at once I walk into the arcade room. Dressed in a provocative outfit. Different make up look. A change of hairstyle.
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Before entering the arcade room, Rachel and Lucy examined my look one last time. To make sure that I was flawless.
"Rosemary is going to be drooling," Lucy hyped me up.
"Not only her," Rachel commented. "Baddest bitch I know!" She hyped me up. "If Rosemary is dumb enough to ditch you, there's many more who'll gladly take her place and appreciate you," she motivated. Although, I didn't want anyone else. Only Rosemary's dumbass.
A crowd was formed around Rosemary, watching her play skee-ball. Filled with jealousy, I rolled my eyes and clenched my jaw. Bitches were cheering her own. Apparently, she was about to beat the highest score. The bitch wasn't sad over our fight? Ugh.
Time to make my grand entrance!
Drawing all attention to myself, I walked in. My heels announcing that I was here. All eyes shifted to me and stayed glued on me. A step behind me, my friends followed up. Game over sounds blasted through the arcade room. I guess they got too distracted with my presence that they lost.
A mob of guys and girls came rushing to me. Hoping to have even a bit of my attention. Praising me with compliments. Telling me how beautiful I was. Asking me if I wanted to hang with them. As I kept walking, they tried to keep up. At all times, my friends managed to stay right behind me. Securing that no one invaded my space too much.
Sensually, I swayed my hips side to side as I made my way over to Rosemary. How Moses parted the Red Sea, the girls parted for me to cross.
I clicked my tongue, "Very interesting way of wasting your time," I remarked.
Rosemary turned to me, mid way to rolling her eyes but the moment her eyes landed on me, they grew big. Mouth-wide, she stared me up and down. I left her speechless. Out of everyone, her reaction was the only one that mattered to me.
Giving her head a little shake, Rosemary looked away from me. Trying to ignore me, she swung the ball back and threw it forward. Hit the 400 hole. Everyone cheered. I scolded them and they stopped.
Melanie came up and linked arms with Rosemary, "I'm your prize," provocatively, she pressed herself against her.
Wanting to snap, I clenched my jaw and dug my nails into my skin. Anything to distract myself from wanting to kill Melanie for touching Rosemary. Ever felt that pressure in your chest that frustrates you to the point of wanting to scream or cry? Yeah well, I was about to explode.
"Melanie honey, I believe you have business to take care of with Edgar," I remembered that she had made a deal with him on lending him girls. Rather making it obvious by fighting or insulting her, I figured I could get rid of her this way. It wasn't easy to but sometimes, I successfully managed to think rationally.
Knowing I was right, Melanie sighed but then bit her bottom lip as she redirected herself to Rosemary, "Look for me later to claim your prize," without a warning, she leaned in and kissed her on the cheek. Rational thinking was out the window! Rosemary leaned to the opposite side to get her off. Not offended at all, Melanie giggled, "If you see a thong hanging off the doorknob, it means I'm in my room waiting for you," she explained.
"Now, Melanie." I was not having it, she was taking too long. Melanie walked off. "Ya'll can leave too," I shoo the bitches away. Without questioning, they walked off. Making faces off course but like I cared. Crossing her arms, Rosemary leaned back against a game. "You're only happy when you're entertaining your hoes, huh?" I accused.
"I'm happy when I don't have a spoiled little brat stressing me out," she remarked with a grin.
I clicked my tongue, "If you wanna get your ass beat, just say so," I threatened. Obviously, I wouldn't lay a hand on her but ugh, she annoyed me so much sometimes.
"Why do you always want to get physical?" Seeming unfazed, she questioned. Not flinching once.
"Helps with the frustration," I answered, nonchalantly. Rosemary laughed mockingly at that. "Listen!" I gripped the collar of her shirt. "All of this is your fault, so I wouldn't be taking it so lightly," at this point, I was baffled and didn't even know what to say. Luckily, I didn't stutter.
"Whoa!" Nick removed my hands from Rosemary's shirt. "As Edgar would say, girl fights are taken in chocolate pudding pools!" A smug was plastered on his face. He looked me up and down, "By the way, Violet, you look drop dead gorgeous!" He complimented, which I thanked with a smile.
Rosemary sighed loudly.
"Thank you, Nick, it's nice to see that someone thinks so," I replied while eyeing Rosemary since she still hadn't complimented me.
"Of course! You're the most beautiful girl there is!" I loved the way Nick hyped me up.
"Are you guys about to start making out? Because I can leave," sounded to me like Rosemary was jealous. God, I loved seeing this from her! "You want me to book you a hotel room too?" Yes! She was smoking with jealousy.
I played along, "The yoga room will do," sarcastically, I grinned. Hyped, Nick looked at me. A sparkle in his eyes. "I was joking," I clarified since apparently his dumbass didn't pick up on it.
Disappointed, Nick frowned.
Rosemary sighed, "Nicolas, Melanie went looking for Edgar, in case you want to follow her," if looks could kill, Nick would be dead.
"Nicolas?" He questioned, seeming offended. "Who are you, my grandma?" He made a face in disapproval.
Now Nick was making me grow bored and I wanted to annoy Rosemary some more. Therefore, he had to go. "Nicky boy, I'm sure Melanie misses you. Stalk her down," I tapped his shoulder, indicating for him to move along.
"If you don't want me here, that's all you gotta say," he snorted.
"I don't want you here," I did just as told.
Offended, Nick gasped, "Violet!"
"Bitch, why are you making fake promises?" He said all I had to do was be straight up with him and yet, he was still standing in front of me.
"You called me a bitch?" Rather hurt than mad, he questioned.
Finding it hilarious, I burst out laughing, "Nick! You know I'm playing with you!" I clarified.
"I'm leaving, ya'll can just start making out," annoyed, Rosemary turned around to leave.
Instantly, I reached for her hand, "No! Don't leave me-" I caught myself and quickly tried to correct myself, "here without an explanation!"
Puzzled, Rosemary questioned, "Explanation of what?"
Quick. I had to think of something. Anything!
"Of why you keep stealing my things!" It was the first thing to come to mind. I used to always falsely accuse her of stealing, so I figured this would do.
Nick slid his hand behind his neck, "Boring," he walked away.
Alone at last!
"Violet, you make me question my existence sometimes," Rosemary remarked.
"Why? Because you feel like you're in paradise when you see me?" I flipped it around with a smirk.
As if having trouble arguing against that statement, Rosemary stayed silent and stared me up and down. Checking me out. I knew this outfit was going to drive Rosemary crazy. If we weren't fighting, I bet she'd undress me in one go. Rosemary was innocent but not so much when it came to fucking.
"More like in hell," wow, Rosemary managed to get a word out.
"Where you'll end up after all the things you've begged me to do to you," I snickered and smirked. Worried that someone might have heard us, she looked over her shoulders. I snorted, "Chill, your hoes didn't hear a thing," I assured.
In disbelief, she sighed, "Stop saying that!"
"Well, it's all you care about," I stated. Enough of that. The more I talked about it, the more I wanted to whoop somebody's ass.
A group of guys passed by us. All eyes on me. They stopped and reversed back to us. They showered me with compliments. Flattered, I smiled at them and let them praise me. Especially since it was all happening in front of Rosemary. That'd show her what she was missing out on. Get her jealous, hopefully.
"What are you up to right now?" Sounded to me like they were about to invite me somewhere.
I glanced at Rosemary with a smirk and turned to look back at the guys, "Not sure yet, why?" Visibly upset, Rosemary stormed off. Uh-no! Forgetting about the boys, I followed her. "You're being rude!" I gripped her by the arm and spun her around.
Rosemary yanked away from my grip, "Don't ever force me like that!"
Immediately regretful, I took a step back and raised my hands up in surrender. I was a little too rough with her and I never intended to. I used to do this to her all the time but now that we had been dating, it felt so wrong.
"Chill! It's not that serious!" Yet, my mouth spoke before thinking sometimes.
Disappointed in me, Rosemary shook her head slightly. It hurt me to see the way she was looking at me. "I don't like this you," she stated. My heart ached. Why was I like this? Why could I not contain myself? Always had to mess it up when it came to the people I genuinely cared about. I've never had strong feelings for anyone like I do for Rosemary and here I was, ruining the one real good thing to bless my life.
"I can't-" I turned around to take off. Running, I crashed into the group of boys.
They circled around me to surround me.
"Violet, beautiful," one of them threw an arm over my shoulders, which I wiggled off. Ignoring my disapproval, he tossed it over my shoulders again. "Gorgeous, come with us to the movie room and we'll have a good time," he tried persuading.
Just wanting to be left alone, I shrugged him off again and right away said, "I don't want to."
The other guys stepped closer to keep me from moving past them. Another asshole slipped his arm around my waist, "Violet, you know you didn't get dressed up like this to do absolutely nothing," I wanted to slap the stupid and disgusting smug off his ugly face.
He was absolutely right though. I didn't get dressed up like this without expectations. All of this was done for Rosemary, not for his desperate ass!
Disgusted, I made a face and remarked, "Get your dry nasty hands off me!" I shoved him away. Suddenly, I felt a hand slide from the end of my back to my ass. Uncomfortable by it, I stiffened. In shock by it, it took a second for me to react.
"Are you deaf?" A furious Rosemary pushed through the gang of boys and shoved everyone away from me. "Why the hell are you touching on her when she clearly doesn't want you to?" Protectively, she pulled me behind her. Normally, I was not shaken up by situations like these but for some reason, I was extremely bothered and intimidated this time. I couldn't do anything but to hide behind Rosemary. I found comfort in it.
"Rosemary, this doesn't involve you right now," one of them snickered and laughed mockingly with the other idiots.
The asshole came closer. Rosemary reached back to make sure that I was still behind her to keep me close and safe. Unintimidated, the guy stepped closer. Before anyone could see it coming, Rosemary placed her hands on his shoulders and kneed him in the crotch.
Yelping in pain, the asshole placed his hands over his little injured dick and fell to the floor. Out of air, he coughed and turned red as a tomato.
"Touch her again and next time I'll make sure there's no little asshole Jr's in the future for you," Rosemary threatened, showing that she wasn't playing. Instead of helping him up, his so called friends, laughed at him. "Your little brain might not be able to comprehend this but she can wear whatever she wants but that doesn't give you the right to assume what she wants!" Rosemary grabbed my hand and took me away, making sure that no one dared to reach for me. We had to move past another group of guys and Rosemary kept me close to her. She gave them a warning look in advance. We made it out of the arcade room. "I'm sorry you had to go through that," I found comfort in the fact that she hadn't let go of my hand.
Instinctively, I hugged her, "Thank you for defending me!" I melted in her arms when she hugged me back. "Even after I've been acting like a bipolar bitch this whole time," I felt awful and so sorry because of my behavior. Rosemary didn't deserve it. "You shouldn't have to be putting up with it..." I just hoped she could give me another chance.
Rosemary made space between us, "Let's talk in the room," she looked upset still but willing to compromise. That or she was just that mature and willing to hear me out. Whether it was to come to an agreement or properly end things.
I didn't want her to give up on me. Please, not her! My parents had already given up on me. I thought I could fix my bad habits but it wasn't easy. I didn't know how. If only I could properly express that to Rosemary and ask her to be more patient with me. To help me get there. I really wanted to! I wanted to be more understanding. Calmer. Rational.
I just wanted to be better. Not just pretend to be.
Thank you for reading!