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Sweet Nothings

Started Planning Out The Ultimate Crime

"So what're your plans for tonight?" I asked Tom, taking a bite into my burger. We were eating at a small place not far from Drop Dead.

"Nuffin' much realleh. Hangin' wiff the guys."

"Oh," I nodded. "Shocking." I looked up immediately when I heard Tom scoff.

"What now, huh? What the bloody fuck now?"

"You're never home anymore. I'm with Oli more than I'm ever with you!"

"That's not true and yeh know tha'!"

"It is so! You've been with the 'guys' successfully every fucking night for the past two weeks!"

"Don't start this," he groaned.

"No, I'm starting this. You didn't even come to bed last night. What the fuck Tom?"

"I was drinkin' and I didn't want to drive!" He yelled.

"Yea, whatever!" I rolled my eyes and got up, heading out the door of the burger place. It didn't take Tom long to come chasing after me.

"Where the hell do yeh fink yeh goin'?"

"To work!" I yelled back at him in reply.

"Work?" He scoffed. "Jus' so Olleh can tell yeh that yeh aren't fit anymore 'cause he's right yeh know."

"What!" I shouted, turning on my heal and facing Tom. "What happened to that sweet Tom I met, huh? Where is Tom from California? Where is the one who flew to another country to get me back? Where is the one who beat up Sam not once, but twice for me? The one who complimented every single thing I did? The one who was always on my side, huh? What happened to him?"

"He left when he realized his fiancé is a fuckin' clingy bitch!" He spat. Tom's eyes instantly widened. "Oh no, Skylah! I didn't mean tha'. I jus-"

"No, go away," I whimpered.

"No, no, sweetie," he cooed, stepping closer and wrapping his arms around me. "I nevah meant that. I juss got mad is all. Yeh not a bitch. People bicker sometimes. It's normal yeh know."

I sniffled into his shoulder. I missed Tom like this - when he was caring. It felt like lately he didn't want anything to do with me and that hurt. It hurt more than anyone could understand.

Tom's hands stroked through my hair. He whispered soft words into my ear. "Yeh know I love yeh. Sometimes I'm an idiot. Don't believe a word I said, alright?"

I nodded into him. As much as I wanted to stay mad at him, I couldn't.

"And yeh know what? After I get back from hangin' wiff the guys later, we'll both relax and cuddle and watch a movie or somefin. Yeh'd like that, right?"

Of course he would still being going out with the guys. I sighed and nodded again. "Yea, that sounds nice."

"Good," he grinned, kissing my head. "I should be back no later like ten or somefin. I'm not stayin' out long. Then it is Skylah and Tom time. Maybe we'll even play some video games."

"Sounds nice," I smiled lightly. "Skylar and Tom time."

"Mhmm," he smiled, kissing my head again. "I'll make everyfing all better. I promise."
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What the hell do you think is up with Tom? Something sketchy is going on ;) And guess what, just on the first chapter alone -- EIGHT STARS -- I nearly fell out of my chair. Anyways, for those who follow me on twitter or check out my profile, you know why this update took so long. Sorry about that! Thank you SO much AbbyHomicide, Vani.Violence, CountMyName, MusicsSoul, dreamingyouhere, ZombieCreatures, playingheartpinata., CellophaneUrgency, babygurl94512 and iMusic-Freak for fucking commenting. You are all sexy fucks.