I wake up to a soft breeze and heavy sunlight sneaking into my room. I must have forgotten to close the window last night before I came to bed. I sit up and put my feet on the floor looking for my phone before remembering that I broke it last night on the way home. Looks like I wont be jogging on bumpy trails anymore.
"Mar! Get up and at em. Its 11:30am" My dad yells from downstairs. With a peek at the clock on my nightstand I realize that I'm late for work again. Rushing around getting ready for work I brush my hair and my teeth and put on my uniform. Black jeans that show off my curves and a navy blue shirt. I head downstairs and grab a Carmel frappe out of the fridge before snatching my keys off the corner and heading for my escape. "Love you dad, ill be back tonight as usual." I softly call into the house hoping that he'll hear me over whatever demons him and my mother are fighting with each other about today
"Marissa?" I look back to see the guy from last night standing at the end of my driveway. Colton I think was his name. My jaw literally drops and he gives me that signature smirk. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING AT MY HOUSE YOU FREAK?!? I scream at him. I hear a bang in my house and unlock my car opening the door. "Get in the goddamn car Colton." I growl. He breaks into a full smile clearly amused on how quickly I went from get away to get in.
I look out the window enjoying the view. I can use pull to get her to take off work and spend the day with me. I glance at her and see her gripping the steering wheel with enough force to turn her knuckles white and rest my hand on her thigh. She shoots me a glare and focuses back on the road and I give a gentle squeeze. "You are going to pull over on this dirt road and call your boss to tell him you cant make it today and possibly not tomorrow either due to family issues." I whisper.
She hesitates before her mind accepts the pull and the car slows to a stop. A few minutes go by before she asks to borrow my phone and I gladly allow it. As I listen to her explain to her boss that she's sorry for calling in I gently slide my hand up her thigh and give a soft squeeze. She looks over at me and glares clearly coming down from the high that pull gives humans. she looks so mad and if I'm being honest I love it. "You care enough to hate me?" I gloat as she shoves my phone into my hand, the one that isn't resting on her thigh laying in wait of any signal to continue.