I try to act like I didn't hear my name being called and he just calls out louder.
" Hey I'm talking to you" He says,, reaching my porch and standing directly behind me. I groan and turn around to face him.
" What do you want" I ask my tone making it clear I don't want to talk to him.
He is about to say something but just sighs." Look, can we just talk" He asks looking right at me.
I scowl. " OK let's talk" I say and he turns around gesturing for me to follow him, which makes me give him a puzzled look. " Let's walk while we talk" he says motioning away from my house.
" I agreed to talk with you not walk" If you want to talk, then we're talking right here". I say taking a seat on the chair out side and crossing my arms across my chest. He looks at me and chuckles as he takes a seat beside me. I am not interested to know what seems funny to him, I just want to get this over and done with.
We sit in awkward silence for some seconds before he finally speaks up. " Did I really do that to your wrist" He asks pointing at my still bandaged wrist.
"Yes you did, I don't know how many times I'd tell you, before you admit it."
He sighs running a hand over his hair." Look ,I really didn't mean too, I don't hurt girls, never did and never would." I had a really bad morning and guess I let the anger out on you. If you had just apologized when I asked you too, I'm sure this wouldn't be happening, and we wouldn't be here right now, but you are just so stubborn, and you don't listen.
I try not to loose my top after he just called me stubborn and implied I am deaf, So instead I take a breath before I speak." Well first off it's not my fault in any way that you had a terrible morning, and that doesn't give you the right to be rude to any one in the morning, but with everything you just said , I still didn't hear an apology." I say eyeing him.
He scoffs." You can't be serious, you don't expect me to apologize do you??, cuz Incase you aren't getting the message, that's not happening." He says with a stupid smirk on his face.
And at this point I am fuming at his audacity. Here I thought he wanted to apologize when he asked to talk to me, but he just somehow managed to make me dislike him more than I already do. " You were fucking rude to me coupled with the injury You left on my wrist, an apology is the least you can do. But instead you manage to aggravate me more.
" You have just proven to me that you can't understand simple human logic and that you are nothing but an asshole who thinks he's better than every one else. I say glaring at him and I see his jaw clench as he returns my glare back at me.
" Don't fucking speak to me like that, No one talks to me like that." He remarks and I laugh.
"Well news flash , I'm not one of the Lackey's without any self respect that follow you around without thinking for themselves."
" You know you talk a lot, and most of the shit you say doesn't even make any sense" He says making me loose my last nerve, but I take in a deep breathe not saying anything.
I flip my middle fingers at him, before I heard over to the door , picking up my groceries, entering inside my house and banging the door in his pretty face.
From inside the house I glance out the window and see him retreating back to his house. I am fuming, angry, irritated, whatever you call it. How can someone be so annoying. I really thought he had the decency to apologize but he just proved me wrong. I shake my head as I unload the the plastic bags and fill in the cupboards and fridge.
I take out a cold bottle of water, drowning it down and hoping to flush out the steaming anger in my system, but it's not enough. I make my way upstairs , stripping my cloths off and heading into the shower.
Twelve minutes later, I get out of the shower and I feel much better. I change into my Pajamas and head over to open up my window and I am immediately stunned by the sight across my window. Sitting and just staring into my room and right at me is non other than the asshole Reed Anthony parker, with a stupid grin on his face.