No Strings Attached, Please?

What’s more annoying than listening to Geoff English’s thoughts about you? I didn’t know where Geoff trained his tongue. He got creative words to call me every time I saw him, especially in front of Dante.

Geoff was Dante’s great friend, and after Dante and I’s post-break up, he was being an all-around bitch to me. And he never stopped convincing Dante about how bad I was. It didn’t stop even now. He still rubbed his so-called immature names in my face. Just like Nat.

“Seriously, Kale, what the fuck! You don’t bring a bitch like her in our territory. Dammit!” Geoff commented with his thick British accent as he shot glares at me. I just glared back at him and ignored him. I was at their band practice because Kale asked me to come with Bridget. And it had been an hour, a quiet hour for Geoff to taunt me in front of the guys. Dante told him in dozen to keep his calm around me. But Geoff never listened.

“My goodness, Geoff,” I hinted sarcastic enthusiasm “It’s been forever since I saw you, how’s your mangy dick? Is it still sour? I bet your genital warts grew well” I chuckled and gestured disgustingly at him. He seriously had issues with his sex life, I might add.

“BITCH!” Geoff was enraged and boomed his fist on the table angrily.

“Horny dickhead!”

“Cheap slut!”

“Five centimeters!”

Geoff bulged his eyes widely, “You’re just jealous! You wish that you were one of those birds I shagged” Geoff scoffed.

“Oh stop that, dickhead. They’re not as good as me, you know it,” I laughed maniacally. So here goes what me and Geoff had always been into.

Geoff groaned at me and threw his glares at me “SERIOUSLY GUYS! What the sod is this bitch doing here, huh?”

“Jesus, Gee… quit being a girl” Dante shouted back as he shook his head. His face looked really red when he stole glances at me.

“Look at her! She blinding cheated on you! You’ve heard enough! She shagged around, collecting some herpes under her bloody panties and then you easily let her come here again?!” Geoff slapped the table in front of him with annoyance while the room was blanketed with silence.

Anger finally got the best of me, I never liked it when people tried to bring up my past mistakes. I mean, I did make mistakes, but I regretted them. I fucking regretted it. And it’s not fully my fault. I was the alcohol in my blood.

How many times did I need to tell people around me that I fucking regret it?

And I still loved Dante.

“You fucking English bastard! You don’t know me!” I defended back.

“Oh yeah? I know you shagged those jocks. The town has been talking a lot about you. You sodding cheap!” Geoff smirked.

“It’s not you’re fucking business with who I slept with” I hissed as Geoff let out his cynical laugh.

“It’s me sodding business when it comes with me best mate! You don’t deserve him, not even being his lad. You can offer your cheap fanny and arse to other guys who care. You’re done hurting Dante! You’re the cheapest bird I’ve ever known” Geoff’s voice rang in my head, and I could feel it hammering into my brain.

My chest heaved as the lump in my throat was constricting tightly.

“Gee, keep it low, man” Kale said behind Carlton’s laptop. His eyes looked hesitantly at me. I was being totally fragile at this moment. I didn’t know why. I usually would stand up for myself and let the profanities go through one ear and out the other easily and ignored it or spat back.

But this time, for some odd reason, I couldn’t stand it again. Geoff got it enough. I could plan millions of ways to torture him. I could burn him in a fire, I could hang him to high building, I could feed him to the sharks, I could chop off his dick, and I could donate his organs, or just kill him already.

My hand grew into a hard fist, and then I made my way up to Geoff. I glared maliciously at him before I kicked his shin and then stomped on his manhood area, as hard as I could. He wouldn’t get laid for weeks. I could hear the guys gasped and felt an imaginary hurt upon their own manhood. I didn’t let myself talk and stormed out from the room instead.

I walked out pf Kale’s house. On my way, I saw Kale’s mother. I said my quick goodbye to her and then walked out from the house.

The weather that evening snuck inside my sweater. It was quite cold, so I quickened my pace toward my neighborhood. I enveloped my mid-section with my arms as I walked. The wind blew coldly through my hair as I could hear a low voice come from behind me, calling my name from the distance.

I tried to ignore it and lightly ran on the sidewalk. I wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone. But the unknown voice kept calling me. I wanted to stop and check who was calling me. I was hoping Dante would run after me and tell me how much of a dick Geoff was being. Then he would give me a comforting hug or even kiss me to lessen my anger, I could hear the voice becoming louder, whoever’s pace that was, was near me.

Then my shoulder was being gripped as this person turned me around.

I gasped lowly to find it wasn’t Dante or Kale who ran after me. It was Nat and his uneven breath who greeted me.

“What are you doing?” I instantly asked. He looked clueless. He managed his breath before he stared at me with his semi-warm eyes. I couldn’t not admit that he had a pair of warm eyes.

“I don’t know. I just thought that I need to catch up to you” he said monotonously.

“Well,” I exhaled in annoyance “Thank you, I don’t need anyone’s sympathy especially not from you”

Nat scoffed, “Well sorry, I didn’t run after you to comfort you about Geoff’s scene” he snorted in disdain mimicking my tone.

“Then fuck off” I barked and continued to push my feet to a light run.

“Hey!” he came again and got my arm. He pulled me towards him, his eyes were watchful and aware. “I wanted to ask you some questions”

“NOW?” I didn’t believe him. He lightly nodded and I groaned. “I’m not in the mood. I want to go home”

“Well I’ll walk you home then” he groaned, irritated.

“Excuse me?!” I could tell my eye bulged out when I heard him.

“You don’t need to keep shouting like that!” he annoyingly plugged his left ear.

I sighed longingly, “Listen Nat, if you really want to talk to me, we still have time tomorrow at school,” I impatiently said to him.

“No. I guess this is the right time. I DON’T want to be caught talking to you though”

“Hello doofus, every day we sit together at the canteen with Carlton and Kale” my tone was annoyingly disturbed. Nat glared at me and without sound, he quickly dragged my wrist to my house that was located not far from where I’d been standing.

“Nat! It hurts!” I struggled from his grasp but he kept his straight face. I groaned in defeat and followed him towards my house. I never would have thought in my life that he could tell where my house was.

He’s never been in my house before. Well erm, maybe Carlton told him.

We both were now standing on my porch as I took out my keys to unlock the front door. I never imagined him in my house before.

My toes were tapping lightly on the ground as I unlocked the door and let myself in. Nat didn’t need my offer to go inside. He silently walked next to me. Unfortunately, Mom was in the living room, sitting on the couch. She recognized our presence.

Well, she wasn’t actually sitting on the couch. She was on someone’s lap, having some sweet cuddle time with her boyfriend. Truth is, I didn’t like her boyfriend.

“Oh sweetheart? I didn’t hear you,” Mom said before she got off from this guy who I didn’t give a fuck about enough to know his name.

“I figured that. You’re too preoccupied by his hand job” I sarcastically said and then sharply turned to the stairs and walked towards my room. My Mom’s muffled angry scream only echoed from the distance.

I unlocked my room and got inside. Stupidly, I didn’t realize that I a puppy had followed me home.

“That was harsh,” he commented while his eyes traveling across my green painted walls. My room wasn’t too tidy, but I enjoyed myself there. My room was like my kingdom.

“My Mom is a slut” I spat back.

“I know, right? It runs in the family” Nat smirked and shrugged annoyingly. Asshole!

I ignored his comment and sauntered to my wardrobe. I pulled my YSL loose tank top and a pair of boy shorts out. I found Nat was observing my favorite walls where I pinned up some band posters and my obsession with Paris.

I mean Paris the city not that overloaded dumb bitch Hilton.

There were some pictures about Paris, the flag, the Eiffel Tower, the city views, the Louvre Museum, even my desirable University; Paris Sorbonne University.

I slid off my t-shirt above my head to reveal my black lacey bra without thought, abruptly Nat turned to me with a shocked look.

“What the fuck are you doing!??” he was as red as a tomato and he tried really hard to look away from me.

“Changing. Never heard that word?” I asked annoyed. I kicked off my skinny jeans and luckily, Mom burst inside my room to find this awkward silence. She gasped aloud and covered her mouth. She looked away from me and then turned to Nat who had a priceless look overcoming his face.

Mom cleared her throat awkwardly when I ignored her and slid on my YSL loose tank top.

“What were you doing down there?” my Mom started and I rolled my eyes. I wore my boy shorts and then pulled my hair up into a ponytail.

“What?” I played along being oblivious.

“Savannah! He’s Mike! You shall not say such thing about that! He’s your soon to be dad!”

“Oh newsflash! I don’t like him replacing dad! He’s a fucked up gold-digging asshole!” I spat back and giggled sarcastically. My Mom looked annoyed and clenched her fist. Although she only sighed.

“I’ll talk to you soon, Savannah. When this gentleman…” she pointed her look at Nat “…has gone”

“I’m s-s-orry, Ms. Connor. I’m N-Nat” he still looked red.

“Yeah, nice to meet you” my Mom told him quickly. She was about to get outside, “Nat, don’t forget to use protection. I don’t want my baby to be pregnant before graduation,” she said with small smile.

“No! Oh God, it’s not like that, Miss” Nat was stuttering but my mom ignored him and closed the door. I couldn’t help but giggle. “Geez. Now she thinks I’m your fuck buddy,” Nat growled. He still looked like a boiled crab, and I silently found it was cute.

He rubbed the bridge of nose before I let him plop down on my bed.

“So let’s talk?” I offered.

Nat inhaled deeply and exhaled in rhythm when he started the conversation. He started it with his confusion about my encounter with Lynn at school. Why would I pull that kind of thing on Lynn?

“Because she’s such a bitch, isn’t that obvious?” I arched one of my eyebrows at him. It was getting close, I was a finger-tips reach away from opening up his brain and trying to seek why he was so crazy about his obsession over Lynn.

“But I was asking her on a date. I didn’t want anyone to butt in, especially you. Why would you do that?!”

“Nat! She was calling you names! She was humiliating you in front of the whole school!” I told him with an unbelievable sigh.

“So what? She was about to say yes though. I’m asking you why you would do that?!” Here we go. Nat started to be a child again, making me groan. See? He’s being delusional, thinking Lynn was attracted to him. It’s merely impossible for a bitch like her to love a guy like Nat.

“Seriously, I don’t know if you love struck or something. But I believe you have mistaken her signs. She called you out with that underestimating speech, and you still believe she was about to say yes? Fuck it! She’s Lynnette fucking Sonebitch! She doesn’t date her qualification of nerds!”

He was silent for a moment and was about to say something, “You’re a total bit—“ before I cut him off.

“Listen you asshole, I knew you’re humiliated by that bitch there, I don’t fucking care about whatever-love-profession you have there, what I’m trying to tell you is, I saved your ass there. I SAW how she bitched at you, and that made me sick! I wanted to kick her ass so bad, she never and won’t ever deserve you. You’re a much, much better person than her!” I hissed and look at him in disbelief.

“I never asked for your help!! I don’t need anybody to defend me. No matter how she acts up, I still like her and then you ruined it! Now she hates me more! It’s all about you, Savannah!” he got off from my bed and stood up. “You’re fucking unbelievable!”

I murmured at him and you should know it wasn’t not only him who was mad, but also me! I was fucking trying to help him there! Couldn’t he just say thank you or fucking realize that Lynn was a total bitch to him?!

I’d say, fuck you, Nat.

“Why, sorry to ruin your profession of your undying love, but you’re just being a ridiculous ass”

“I was right, I WAS FUCKING RIGHT! It’s useless to get you to talk seriously. Just stay away from me from now on! You disgust me!”

Nat grew a vagina with the emotional look he was giving me. And I hated him. Seriously I fucking hate Nat McGregor. HE’S SUCH A THANKLESS DICK!

“I’ve done that a lot in my whole life when you came to harass me,” I hissed in venom and then shoved myself between my pink pillows in annoyance. “You’re always being girl when it comes to that bitch. Have your way, you stupid cunt” I spat.

Nat clenched his teeth. “I seriously fucking hate you, you unplanned child without a father” he said as he stormed out of my room, leaving me with giant daze on my face. My jaw was on the floor.

My heart clenched and that’s when I realized my eyes were burning.