Episode 7 - Why Is Cole An Asshole?

There was an amazed expression on Cole’s face. His green eyes stared at me with so much shock. Chestnut hair still the same. But I couldn’t just miss the look on his face.

“H-How’s this possible?” he asked me, even stuttering a bit.

“Like you said, the other day, believe in the impossible.” I let out, reminding him of his words.

“Logically… I know. It’s just that I know Asher Gilbert. I’ve seen the kind of rocky relationship that airs between you two. What I don’t understand how this even happened…” he trailed out.

His chin looked clenched and his hands were fisted into balls. With a corner of my eye, I watched his movement that minute. My brows arched at him.

I mean, was this something that deserved this much of anger from him?

We exited the corridors of the school that second.

Cole then did the usual. He got into the car his parents gave him as a birthday gift, so did I.

I threw my backpack into the back seat so did he too. He geared the car to a start, with it rumbling and making so much noise.

This car could be the reason why we were taught about noise pollution. It was a high definition of this in fact.

The piece was a really old car, which fumed a lot of smoke. Sometimes, I made fun of him, calling it The-Crooked-Car. This was because it had lots of damage each week.

Most of the times, Cole worked on his car, trying to fix it. As a big thinker and fixer, that didn’t mean I didn’t make a mock of the old piece.

But I certainly going to do that now, because he seemed a little pissed at what I just told him.

As he zoomed off, some curls of smoke were in the air. I looked at him sternly, shaking a little in my seat. I didn’t even know when we both started laughing furiously. Cole swerved the vehicle to the wrong turn and I instantly shouted,

“Cole! Cole! Look out!”

He dodged the oncoming vehicle he almost hit that instant. He had a hard time bringing the car into control and when he did do it, the first thing I said was,

“You’re really going to get us killed one of the these days.”

“That’s never happening, Phoe. You know you love me!” he exclaimed playfully. I giggled so much, laughing uncontrollably.

And we both did.

All of a sudden, there was an instant silence that overrode the moment. No one said anything at all.

Knowing it was awkward, I decided to say something. Just as I thought of it, he decided to talk first.

“About Asher…” he started off.

I looked at him consciously that minute. His gaze was all focused on the road, but I knew something was up with him.

“What about him?” With a slight grin, I asked him. For an instant, he didn’t say anything. I tapped my fingers on the window pane, awaiting him to say something.

“Well...are you gonna ever talk?”

“And are you ever gonna stop chasing the college’s bad boy, because there’s no point?”

That got through me.

I batted my lashes, closing my eyes to take in what he had just said.

“W-What did you just say?”

That wasn’t just a question.

It was like a sort of test.

I wanted to check if he had the balls to say everything he had just said again.

“I only asked you to try to convince him about karaoke, Phoe, not sleep with him!” he exclaimed.

“Wait a minute... do you think I didn’t try? Stop yelling at me like this is all my fault!” I answered him back, yelling too.

“Off course it is. You just made yourself his little slut because of a little unserious crush you had for him!” he let out hurtfully.

I became silent that instant, flinching a little. My hands moved to the back seat to grab my backpack immediately.

“Stop the car.” I let out. He ignored me and continued driving.

“Stop the car, Cole Fredrick!!” I shouted this time. He knew I was serious and brought the car to a halt that second.

“Look... I didn’t mean to do any of what happened last night. In fact, I’m still trying to adapt to the fact that I just lost my virginity to the college’s snobber.” I constructed.

My hands moved opening the door of his car. Before going out, I said,

“Call me when you’re done being an asshole.”

I slammed the door and began walking away angrily.

Screw this bestie thing!

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Cole Fredrick

No, no, no.

This wasn’t how I wanted things to turn out to be.

“Damn!” I let out, hitting my car numerous times. I certainly didn’t mean to talk to Phoebe in that way.

The only thing was. Phoebe was like a sister to me. She was the sister I never had. And I didn’t ever want to see her hurt.

If she was ever hurt, then I’d be hurt too. That was why I reacted that way. I hope she did understand.

I would definitely try to fix everything tomorrow.

Phoebe’s POV

I stomped my legs on the road in a furious pace. My hands were clenched and I didn’t even know where I was heading too.

All I was thinking of right now was Cole being too much of an asshole I could handle.

What was wrong with him?

Really?

“Calling me a little slut because I got in bed with the college’s bad boy?” I let out, soliloquizing.

He'd better not mean that!

I looked around me. I was in the midst of tall trees and bushes. The road was really silent and something about it gave me a really eerie feeling.

I was immediately self-conscious that minute. I continued heading north, hoping to reach the bus stop on time, but it was all to no avail.

In the past, I used my bicycle to show up at school. This was because my school was a little down town from my house. But things happened and Cole volunteered to carry us both with his car.

Thus, I stopped bringing my bicycle. If only I had known things would take a turn today.

“Urrgh!” I gritted out. I just hoped my shoes didn’t become worn-out again. Whitney always looked for something on my appearance to bully me about.

I stopped in my tracks the minute I heard a low key snarl. I looked back, then side, then back again, but there was nothing. I continued my steps only to hear a more prominent growl this time.

My gaze directed forward that minute. I narrowed my eyes at it, unsure. From distance, it looked like a dog. A black gigantic dog. As it came closer, I realized.

Fuck shit!

This was no dog? It was a wolf. A big black wolf. And it was approaching me!

Run.

My sub-conscious told me.

My feet turned anti-clockwise that second. Lots of adrenaline kicked in, and I begun running so intensely. Breathing with so much panic, I kicked my legs on the floor, with so much breeze wheezing through my raven hair.

As I did run, I looked back from time to time. The wolf seemed to be gaining some distance. In fact, I was about telling myself to give up.

That it was no use.

Maybe this was how I would die?

I heard another rumbling sound too. I wondered what was that.

Did the wolf call his whole pack on me?

Perhaps I would be a delightful dinner for them tonight. And…and…oh my goodness...

I realized that it wasn’t the families with it but a bike.

Someone pulled up bike, halting it directly in front of me. My knees instantly became weak from nervousness. I watched as the rider, opened a part of his black helmet.

“Get in.”

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A/n I’m really sorry this took so long. I’m usually not this much of a lazy Writer. I just have upcoming exams that’s why.

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