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trying to set it on fire with my eyes.
“Great,” was all I said as I got out and headed to the closest table without waiting for him. I heard the remote beep of his doors locking as he jogged to join to me.
We ordered our coffee, his black; mine iced and waited for the server to come back. When she did he insisted on paying, and tipped the excited teenager with a $10. I jammed the straw into the lid and waited for him to speak. He took his time to study me over his mug before he spoke again.
“Priscilla isn’t my girlfriend, we had thing, it was bad, and ended months ago,” he said it simply. However, it seemed to be taking my brain three or four goes at it to comprehend what he had meant.
“Well… Good for you,” was all that I could muster in response. I didn’t want to forgive him, but the thought that he and Priscilla wasn’t a couple was starting to ease the strain in my chest.
“I like you Daphne.” He said it quietly, like he almost hoped I wouldn’t hear him. I wish I hadn’t heard him because it caused a spark in my chest that made my heart jump wildly.
“A lot of good that does either of us,” I said bitterly. My anger was absurd now that I knew he was single, but it was still there.
“What do you mean?” he asked with big, puppy dog eyes. I wanted to smack him, or kiss him, but I wasn’t about to do either.
“You’re in the circus Luke. You won’t be in this town after this weekend. Hell, you might not even be in this state !” I had tried to use the level voice he had, but that didn’t last long and by the end I was yelling at him. The woman at a nearby table gave us the once over stink eye, but turned back around after I stared her down a moment.
“Ok. Give me the week,” he was smiling now. I sat my drink down on the table; I could feel my face gawking at him. This man is insane…
“What the hell are you going on about?” The dumbfounded tone of my voice must be matching my gawking face perfectly because he actually laughed out loud. “Go fuck yourself,” I got to my feet and started down the side walk away him. It was embarrassment that was fueling my anger, but I didn’t care.
“Daphne! Wait!” I was almost to the end of the street when he caught up to me.
“No!” I turned on my heel to confront him, “NO LUKE!” I turned back and stepped into the crosswalk, I wasn’t going to let him effect my life anymore.
I took another step and a car blared its horn at me, the sound of metal squealed and burnt rubber filled my lungs. I felt myself being jerked backwards as a very heavy gust of wind cut across my legs. The back of my head had snapped against something solid and was throbbing slightly. The only thing I could focus on however, was the car that had swerved and narrowly avoided hitting me. I couldn’t actually hear anything, but I could see the driver’s mouth moving and that was enough to guess the words being thrown in my direction. After a moment he drove off and the world came flooding back into life around me.
“Are you alright?” I couldn’t see where the voice came from but knew it was Luke’s. I started to turn my body to look for him, but realized I couldn’t move. Two arms were wrapped around me like a vice grip.
“Yes,” it was faint but he heard me. I felt the rush of air on the top of my head as he exhaled a deep breath and his arms relaxed but didn’t let go.
I let him hold me until he was ready to move. After a while he slid his arms down mine, slipped one of my hands into his, and pulled me back down the street. He opened the car door and coxed me quietly inside. The engine roared to life and we were leaving the coffee shop and crosswalk behind in no time.
Neither of us spoke as he drove. This was a different kind of silence then before, it felt charged as if lightening was chasing us. Luke was breaking all sorts of speed limit laws, as he whisked me away. I wasn’t angry anymore, or embarrassed, or anything at all. The
“Great,” was all I said as I got out and headed to the closest table without waiting for him. I heard the remote beep of his doors locking as he jogged to join to me.
We ordered our coffee, his black; mine iced and waited for the server to come back. When she did he insisted on paying, and tipped the excited teenager with a $10. I jammed the straw into the lid and waited for him to speak. He took his time to study me over his mug before he spoke again.
“Priscilla isn’t my girlfriend, we had thing, it was bad, and ended months ago,” he said it simply. However, it seemed to be taking my brain three or four goes at it to comprehend what he had meant.
“Well… Good for you,” was all that I could muster in response. I didn’t want to forgive him, but the thought that he and Priscilla wasn’t a couple was starting to ease the strain in my chest.
“I like you Daphne.” He said it quietly, like he almost hoped I wouldn’t hear him. I wish I hadn’t heard him because it caused a spark in my chest that made my heart jump wildly.
“A lot of good that does either of us,” I said bitterly. My anger was absurd now that I knew he was single, but it was still there.
“What do you mean?” he asked with big, puppy dog eyes. I wanted to smack him, or kiss him, but I wasn’t about to do either.
“You’re in the circus Luke. You won’t be in this town after this weekend. Hell, you might not even be in this state !” I had tried to use the level voice he had, but that didn’t last long and by the end I was yelling at him. The woman at a nearby table gave us the once over stink eye, but turned back around after I stared her down a moment.
“Ok. Give me the week,” he was smiling now. I sat my drink down on the table; I could feel my face gawking at him. This man is insane…
“What the hell are you going on about?” The dumbfounded tone of my voice must be matching my gawking face perfectly because he actually laughed out loud. “Go fuck yourself,” I got to my feet and started down the side walk away him. It was embarrassment that was fueling my anger, but I didn’t care.
“Daphne! Wait!” I was almost to the end of the street when he caught up to me.
“No!” I turned on my heel to confront him, “NO LUKE!” I turned back and stepped into the crosswalk, I wasn’t going to let him effect my life anymore.
I took another step and a car blared its horn at me, the sound of metal squealed and burnt rubber filled my lungs. I felt myself being jerked backwards as a very heavy gust of wind cut across my legs. The back of my head had snapped against something solid and was throbbing slightly. The only thing I could focus on however, was the car that had swerved and narrowly avoided hitting me. I couldn’t actually hear anything, but I could see the driver’s mouth moving and that was enough to guess the words being thrown in my direction. After a moment he drove off and the world came flooding back into life around me.
“Are you alright?” I couldn’t see where the voice came from but knew it was Luke’s. I started to turn my body to look for him, but realized I couldn’t move. Two arms were wrapped around me like a vice grip.
“Yes,” it was faint but he heard me. I felt the rush of air on the top of my head as he exhaled a deep breath and his arms relaxed but didn’t let go.
I let him hold me until he was ready to move. After a while he slid his arms down mine, slipped one of my hands into his, and pulled me back down the street. He opened the car door and coxed me quietly inside. The engine roared to life and we were leaving the coffee shop and crosswalk behind in no time.
Neither of us spoke as he drove. This was a different kind of silence then before, it felt charged as if lightening was chasing us. Luke was breaking all sorts of speed limit laws, as he whisked me away. I wasn’t angry anymore, or embarrassed, or anything at all. The
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