Chapter 96
My mind keeps bringing up bad images and I decide to play some music. When I arrive at the mall, I park the car and walk in. I have no idea what I'm doing here but I might as well look around, get myself a huge chocolate fudge sundae with mounds of whipped cream and a cherry on top.
And that's exactly what I do, I head straight to buy it and I choose a secluded spot right outside the mall, next to the parking lot, where there are a couple of seats and tables. I don't want to bump into anyone, so this spot is perfect for me to enjoy my delicacy.
"Mh!" I moan when I swallow the sweet chocolate fudge sundae. It's delicious and my taste buds are vibrating. This puts a smile on my face and I scoop a spoon full into my mouth again and close my eyes as I swallow it. It's so good.
"Kyrah?" a familiar voice calls out and I open my eyes and turn around, only for my eyes to meet Blake's seductive, blue eyes. I swallow hard when he starts walking towards me. I grab my sundae and ascend from the seat but when I turn to leave the table, he's right in front of me.
Crap!
"What do you want?" my words come out rather bitter than I expected.
"Seriously? That's what you're asking me after you had me fooled something happened to you a couple of weeks ago? Seriously? Not even a 'hi babe' or a hug or better yet, a kiss to remind me how much you love me? What the hell happened?" he questions.
I roll my eyes and this makes him even more confused. His sleeves are rolled up his elbows and his white button down shirt is clinging on to his delicious chest that I once used to lay on. He's in grey trouser and black shoes and he's carrying shopping bags.
"Were you shopping?" I ask and scoop a spoon full into my mouth while I sit down.
"That's not what I asked, Kyrah. Answer my question," he says and sits on the opposite side, facing me. I roll my eyes again.
"What's with that attitude? What did I do?" he seems baffled and I wonder why, doesn't he know?
"Everything... Every damn problem is caused by you. Shit!" I slam my hands on the table, making my sundae to slightly jump from the table and I hold on to it carefully. I'm abit shocked by my words.
"Whoah! Whatever it is just tell me, Carla can wait... I came to grab some stuff for her. Now, tell me, what happened?"
"You, of all people should know what happened," I mumble as I scoop a spoonful into my mouth.
"Well how the hell am I supposed to know if you won't tell me, and with that attitude this conversation is going nowhere." He shrugs and sits still as his eyes study me.
"Good idea, just keep on staring into my soul, maybe you'll find the answer, Blake," I hiss and lick my spoon, ignorantly.
"Unbelievable. Just, unbelievable. I just asked a simple question, yet here you are acting like I tried to cut your throat. As far as I know, I wasn't with you out there and I have no fucking clue about what happened there!" His voice is harsh and his veins are already protruding on his temples. Great, he's angry, guess he has no idea at all.
We sit there in a deathly silence as the wind blows my ponytail from side to side as I'm busy finishing my sundae. When I'm done, I cross my arms on my chest and lean on the table to ensure that I've captured his attention.
"Do you realize the number of times I've been close to dying this year? I don't even know, I lost count months ago!" he blinks twice. "Sabrina, has been on my ass, and it's all because of you. I went with Scott and my–"
"Here we go again with the 'Scott this, Scott that' stories." He cuts me off as he rolls his eyes intensely.
"I haven't finished my story yet!" I bang my fist on the table. "And if it wasn't for that Scott that you despise so much, I'd be dead by now. Yes, I almost died a few weeks ago, because of you!" I can feel the tears stinging the back of my eyeballs.
He furrows his brows and gives me a "what the hell do you mean?" look.
"I... I don't understand–"
"Urgh! Sabrina," I say and he grits his teeth and folds his fists into hard balls.
"I was attacked in the woods, drugged and taken into captivity in a wooden house which got set ablaze by who else? Sabrina and your precious loving mother," I say the last three words mimicking his mother's thick British accent and for sure my words blow up on his face like a grenade.
"What?!" he slams the table and startles me. He's on his feet within microseconds, shoving his hands into his pockets, trying to let the details sink in.
"I need another chocolate fudge sundae," I say ignorantly as I push the chair behind to leave but he grabs me by the shoulders and pushes me back to my seat.
"Kyrah, are you sure?" he says, a mixture of concern and confusion quite clear on his face which has gone pale.
"Yes! Why would I lie? Sabrina and your mother left me to die in that burning house, all tied up to a bed. My friends saved me," I say, avoiding eye contact as much as possible. "Your mom said that I should stay away from you and I'm still thinking about it. My thigh and wrists got bruised, the smoke almost chocked me to death. Now do you see why you're the main cause of my near-death experiences?" I squint my eyes at him.
Silence.
"Damn it!" he shouts and someone passing by pauses to look at us, surprised. Then he walks away. Blake is becoming more livid by the minute.
Silence again.
He pinches the brim of his nose and exhales heavily then moves back to his seat. His hand moves across the table to touch mine but I refuse to let him touch me.
"I'm so sorry, babe. I just... I don't even know how to react right now. Why didn't you tell me sooner? I could have done something about it," he says.
"Like what? Taking your own mom to jail? That would be interesting. I'm going." I leave my seat but he leaves his too and grabs my arm.
"I said I'm sorry. We can figure it all out if we talk about it, please," he begs.
"And what's a talk going to solve, huh? Will it bring me justice? No! Because I'm sure you'd never take your mom to court or Sabrina because of some weird shit that you two are always stuck in!" I snap at him. "I don't understand you anymore, Blake... Our relationship is just one bitter scoop of shit with Sabrina on top. I love you, but I don't know what to do. I don't know what I did wrong to deserve all of this. It fucking hurts, do you know that? And I hate that I love you!" I pout and stare at my feet trying to fighy my tears back. "I'm so mad right now. I don't want to talk anymore."
"Please, you don't have to be mad at me. I've tried my best to keep Sabrina away from you, and you know that." He catches a tear that's sliding down my cheek and I wince.
"Maybe you didn't try hard enough!" I snap at him again and stomp away without looking back.
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