“Hey, Dad, it’s me.” I said into the phone, “I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday. I’m sorry for what I did.” I brought the phone away from my ear, and stared at it for a moment before ending the call, or voicemail.
I stuffed the phone into my back pocket, before opening the door to the restaurant, finding the man who had asked me on this wonderful escapade. I smiled, and made my way over to him as he waved at me. He had dark hair, and wore glasses, covering his brown eyes. His smile was sweet, and he loved books, or at least claimed to. We met in a library, after all.
I sat down at the table, and joined him for dinner. It was a wonderful conversation. I loved the way his eyes stared so intently at me whenever I would get really in depth on what I was saying. My passions would always tumble out of my mouth without end. However, maybe that was my imagination, his caring stare. I was proven ever so wrong on actually finding a nice caring guy that wanted to get to know me for me, because when the night was over, and I made my way to my parked vehicle, he was so dead set on having me drive with him.
I pushed myself away from the car, and fished for my own keys, “I’d love to, but how am I supposed to drive my car home?”
“We can pick it up tomorrow,” he answered.
Tomorrow. He said tomorrow, what the heck would we be doing all night? Not something I had set out for when I attended the date, that was certain. “No thanks, I have work tomorrow morning, and I’d like to be able to make it there on time.”
“No biggie, you’ll just have to call in sick.”
I laughed, “yeah, when I was far from being sick when I went to work today.”
“Come on, can’t they give a hot girl a day off?”
Hot girl. Red flag number four. “Too bad I’m not that hot girl, then, huh?”
“What?” he asked, “Babe, your hips are to die for.”
My hips. Not my face? My hips. Not me? My hips. “Haha,” I nervously laughed, “that explains why I can’t get a day off of work.”
“You are hella sexy, Sua,” he stated, and opened the passenger door to his vehicle, “and everyone should know that.”
Yep. That was it. If the first five red flags weren’t enough to push me away from having an impromptu one-night stand sex with this guy, then this one was. I was leaving, and he wasn’t going to make me stay. There was no way in hell I was going to get into the car with this guy. He just wanted me for my virginity. I smiled, and walked away from his vehicle to my own, “How bout I meet you there?” I said, with a smile, “Just text me the address, I’d hate to leave my car in the parking lot of a restaurant, I spent quite the fortune on her.” I smiled.
“No need, I can call a bud to pick it up for you.”
“I’d love that, honest,” I smiled, again, gripping my keys in my hand, “but I’m really attached to it, and it irks me like someone talking trash about my favorite authors, when someone else drives her.” I said, with a fake laugh.
“Ah, yeah, I get that.” he said, smiling, “You know what?” he began and I began to get a little anxious. “How ‘bout we just talk in my car for a few.”
I couldn’t stand this fake attitude of mine, and how he wasn’t getting the hint, or wanted my body no matter what my own thoughts were, so I just told him. “I’m heading home. I don’t appreciate a guy who only likes me for my ‘hot’ body.” I unlocked my car, and slipped in, starting the vehicle, and driving off, before he could actually protest. He was the fifth guy this month that I had trusted too much.
“How much longer are we going to be walking?” Sua asked, as she took another lazy step along the mountain path.
“It’s not much further.” Seonwoo replied.
She groaned, dragging her feet along the path. She was skeptical. Even more so than before. Here she was trapped in the confines of the trees of a mountain, with this guy she had just met. She was following him to get his cat. His CAT! How absurd was that. She had just walked away from some creepy guy and now she was following someone on the trek to get his cat. Sounded absolutely shady. “You know what, I think I’m gonna head home.” she said, half testing him. If he said anything along the lines of ‘it’s not much further’ she knew exactly what was going to happen, and based on past experiences, would probably be able to edge her way out of it, if not just running down the trek they had just come, never mind her aching feet.
“Oh, okay,” he said, “Bunny and I can eat by ourselves anyway.”
“Oh.” she let her voice out on hearing his words. She didn’t exactly expect that, and also just remembered she had been the one to offer him dinner in the first place. “Do you have to eat with the cat?”
“Yes. I told you, he’ll get jealous if I eat before him.” his stomach growled, “I hope he didn’t eat the food in the cabinet.”
He seemed genuine, nevermind the fact that he dragged her into the woods. “Well, how about I meet you at the restaurant then?”
“Ah!” he exclaimed, rushing forward, “I knew it! I knew it!”
She looked at what he was running toward, it was a small… shack. It was a shack. Sure, it might have had a few good doors, and none of the windows were broken, but it was a shack. How the heck did he have all that money dripping off him, or at least he looked like it, based on his attire, and the wireless buds that had been in his ears, and he lived in a shack.
“Is this your house?” she asked, looking at the worn out building. There was no way. He just kidnapped her. He was worse than Dragon.
“What?” he asked, turning around, holding a blue cat. Blue. His cat was blue. Just as strange as his hair.
“Your house?” she repeated, “it's… nice.”
He looked at the building behind him, and then back to her, “I guess,” he answered, “when I was a kid.”
A kid. She felt sorry for him now. Forgetting the fact that she had willingly followed him into the mountain, she brought a hand to her mouth, “I’m so sorry.”
He tilted his head, confused, his cat mirrored his actions, it was kind of adorable, “Why?”
“You were raised in this heap,” she explained.
“Heap?” he repeated and looked back at the shack behind him, his cat copying him, “I don’t think it’s that bad. I mean, Bunny and I come here on occasion.”
She brought a hand to his shoulder, “It’s okay,” she said, “I understand.”
He looked at her, half curious, half oblivious, for a good solid minute. She was beginning to get shivers up her spine at his unblinking expression. “Anyway,” he said, turning his attention away from her, “I’m hungry, aren’t you, Bunny?”
“What restaurant is going to let you bring a cat in?” Sua asked, as he began walking away from her.
“I know a place.” he answered, “I go there all the time.”
“What place?” she asked, following him back down the mountain.
“My friend owns it, so you don’t have to drain your wallet on us,” he said.
“Drain my wallet?” she repeated, before walking up to his side, “I’m not broke! That’s why I offered in the first place!”
He looked down at her as if she didn’t understand a single thing, for some reason, it looked like his cat was wearing the same expression, “I wasn’t saying you were broke.” he said, “Though if you are, I suppose Bunny’ll pay.”
“Bunny’s a cat.”
“Are you saying that he can’t pay?” Seonwoo asked, as they broke clear of the trees. She could have sworn the trek up was a lot longer than that.
“Yes.” she stated the obvious, “a cat can’t have a job! It’s a cat!”
Bunny climbed up and rested on Seonwoo’s shoulder as the pink haired man made his way to stand in front of her, his expression serious, and she almost wanted to go back to the shack again.
“What?”
He burst out laughing, “I know he’s a cat!” he laughed, and clutched his stomach, “You take everything so seriously!”
“I don’t even know you, what else am I supposed to think?” Sua defended herself, finding for some reason her body very at ease with him, now.
“I don’t know!” he laughed, “I just didn’t think you’d be that much of an idiot!”
“An idiot!” her anger fluctuated.
Seonwoo kept laughing, and passersby stared at them. He nodded, and the blue cat had to leap off his shoulder to keep himself from being flung to the ground. Sua was upset. She felt like an idiot, that was for sure, but she didn’t want to be called one from this pink haired weirdo and his blue cat. His smile faded as he noticed she wasn’t smiling with him.
“Sorry,” he said, “Didn’t mean to offend you.”
“No, it’s fine,” she responded, with the wave of her hand, “No big deal.”
“Seemed like a big deal to me,” he mumbled, before sighing, “If you don’t want to hang out with us, then why did you invite me to dinner?”
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