''Why did i have to get stuck with one of the weirdos'' Maverick said, his voice sounded whiny and aggravated, yet also playful.
God, I hated people like him. He thought he was better than everyone else all because he was rich and popular.
''Sorry''
i whimpered out in a sincere manner, shocking myself. I had thought i would say something snarky, to defend myself. But all that came out was a heartfelt sorry. It's true, as much as I wanted to seem as though I loved myself, I didn't. And it was true that i felt sorry that he got stuck with me.
''You're smart right?'' he said
''Um, yeah'' i replied
''Well I guess it can't be all bad being stuck with you then, at least i'll get an A'' he said, condescendingly, yet also with a genuine tone.
''Yeah...'' I said in a muffled voice
''So, we'll go to my house to work on the project because I don't go to poor peoples houses, and by looking at you I can obviously tell you probably live in like some trashy trailer park or something'' said maverick, in a bitchy but not forced, tone.
''Whats your number?'' he said
''Oh I uh... I um... Don't have uh.. um.. a phone or anything...'' i said
''Who the fuck doesn't have a phone in 2019?'' He retorted ''You must be like super poor then''
I didn't say anything, just looked at him, not even trying to mask my embarrassment.
He let out a forced sigh ''Look, don't be embarrassed, not everyone can be as rich and perfect as me, and that's ok! You just have to accept that fact. Look, what's your address then? I'll pick you up after school and then we can go back to my house to work on the project'' he said
I reluctantly proceeded to give him my address.
''What time will you be coming?'' I asked.
''4:30 pm'' he answered.
''Okay. I'll be free then''.
"obviously you would be, you have no social life and no friends'' he said
I didn't say anything back, just stood there awkwardly.
''So yeah, bye now'' He said and went back to his seat.
Well he seems like a nice guy, i thought to myself sarcastically. He was so beautiful, and he knew it, and not just knew it, owned it.
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The rest of the day flew by extremely quickly, and before I knew it i was back outside my doorstep.
I reached my hand out, touching the handle for the screen door, it was cold, very cold. The coldness hurt my bare hands.
I made my way inside.
''You stupid mother fucker!''
My father screamed at me as soon as i arrived inside. His voice holding so much hostility within it. I was all too familiar with this voice, and I braced myself for what he was about to do to me.
''You slammed that fucking door so hard this morning you woke me the fuck up'' He continued.
He ran over to me, extending out his arm before striking me so hard I fell to the ground.
My cheek immediately started to swell, I could feel the blood rush to my face and a warm substance start to drip from my nose like drool.
I reached up to touch it, and saw the dark red crimson ink covering my fingers like I had just dipped my fingers in a vile of nail polish. My nose was bleeding.
"that's what you get! Now clean up and go wash the fucking dishes'' My father hissed.
I did as I was told, not wanting to get hit again.
Some time passed, and just as I was finishing putting the last dish away I heard a knock at the door.
''Now who the fuck is that! I swear to god if you called cps your ass is gonna have it! My father yelled, his voice sending shivers up my legs as my body prepared to get hit again, wanting to run or fight back, but knowing all it could do was freeze like a statue. I was thinking how foolish my father was to scream so loud, assuming cps really was at the door then that would just give them all the more reason to prosecute him. But I didn't call cps.
''Hello'' a voice hollered, and then i remembered, it was maverick coming to pick me up.
''That's one of my friends, he's coming to pick me up as we are doing a school project together'' i told my father.
''You lying boy! you aint got no friends!'' my father said
''Well i mean we're not friends but the teacher partnered us together for a school assignment. He is picking me up to take me to his house so we can work on the project'' I told him.
"well hurry up and get the fuck out of here then, I can't wait for you to get out of my hair for a little while'' he said
I nodded and then hurried to answer the door.
I ran outside and shut the door behind me before Maverick even had a chance to speak.
''Well you're in a hurry'' said maverick
''Oh um.. yeah'' i said
''Well lets go then'' he said
His car was a white BMW. It was so nice.
''What was your father yelling about?'' He said
''Oh he was just upset at me I uh.. um don't really wanna talk about it if that's ok..'' I said, my voice shaky and moist. I took a loud gulp.
''Ok...'' said maverick
We soon reached his house and I nearly passed out from astonishment. He lived in a literal mansion.
''This is your house!'' I screamed
''Yeah! I know! It's so much nicer than yours!'' he said
We entered through two huge double doors, and he lead me up a grand spiral staircase until we reached his room.
His room was so amazing. It was like my dream room. The walls were a vibrant silvery blue, and he had a huge canopy bed, flat screen tv, and expensive furniture.
We began working on the project, before then getting lost in small talk.
He noticed there was blood on my shirt.
''Um is that blood on your shirt...'' He said
''Oh! Uh yes... I'm sorry I forgot...''
''It's ok. but if you don't mind me asking, what happened?'' He pressed
I froze not knowing what to say
''Did your father hit you? Is that why he was yelling at you?''
I shrunk back in fear, trying to speak but couldn't make a sound. I felt so small and exposed.
"He did didn't he''
A tear welled up in my eye.
Maverick reached over to me, touching my shoulders. I jerked back in fear.
''It's ok, i'm not going to hurt you'' he said, noticing my reaction to being touched, and trying to assuage my discomfort.
He wiped the tear from my cheek, and then said
''You can have one of my shirts''
''Really? You'd do that for me?'' I said
''Duh, i have more clothes than i could ever possibly wear anyways'' he said
He took my hand, leading me into his huge walk in closet.
''You can pick out anything you want'' he told me
''Can you pick it out for me i... feel like too much of a burden and...''
He sighed ''Fine''
He went over and picked me out a t shirt and handed it to me. It was pink, and although it was just a t shirt I could tell by its fabric it was very expensive.
''So? What are you waiting for? Aren't you going to put it on?'' he said impatiently
''Oh uh i.. don't feel comfortable changing in front of... uh...'' i muttered in a muffled voice.
''What? Do you have like some trashy tattoo on your stomach or something'' he said
''No... I just''
''You just what? We're both men. Whats the problem?'' he said
I nodded at him, and proceeded to change.
Maverick stared at me as i changed, he seemed almost mesmerized, a tear started to fill in his eye.
''You know, you're not bad looking, if you got a haircut and started dressing nicer the ladies would be all over you'' he said
I didn't know whether he was complimenting or insulting me.
''Um... thanks uh thank.. thank you...''
''So have you ever had a girlfriend before?''
''No'' i said coldy
''Are you still a virgin?'' he asked
My cheeks turned bright red
'Yes...'' i said embarrassed
''Look... I'll tell you a secret... I am too'' he said, immediately regretting telling me
''Really? But you are so popular and good looking and don't you have a girlfriend?'' i asked confused
''Well yeah, all of those things are true, but I dont know i just... Never felt enough of a connection to any of the many girls i've dated, i've never really felt a connection with any girl to be honest''
''Not even your current girlfriend?'' I asked
''No'' he said
''Then why are you dating her'' i asked
''I don't even know why i'm telling you any of this'' he said
''I'm sorry...'' i said, a sadness permeating throughout my voice
''It's ok, you didn't do anything'' he said, in a reassuring voice
''Are you hungry?''
''No'' i said, trying to make it seem like i wasn't, but my growling stomach exposed me for the liar i was.
''Yes you are!'' he said
''I am...'' i said in a hopeless voice
''Well, i'm going to take you out to eat, lets go, i'm starving'' he said
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As we were about to leave his house Maverick looked at me strangely
''Wait... That's the only coat you have?'' he said
''Yes...'' i responded
''How do you not freeze?'' he said
''I do...'' i said
He sighed ''Here, take my coat''
''Are... Are you sure...'' i asked
''Yes. I have tons of coats.''
He handed me his coat and i put it on. It was so warm. It was one of those expensive rich person winter coats i had always wanted.
''Like it'' he said
''I love it so much...'' i said, my voice resembling that of a child's on Christmas morning.
''It's my favorite coat'' said maverick
''Well... If its your favorite i don't want to take it from you...'' i said
''No, its ok. I want you to have it'' he said
''Thank you, truly, thank you'' i said
''You're welcome'' Maverick said, reaching in to hug me.
''Now wait here i'm going to run to the hall closet and grab a coat for myself''
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