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~*Chapter three

We managed to step outside with just jealous stares, my cheeks were burning. “Why the hell did you do that?” I asked. Rodney took his arm away from me; I stood on my feet again.
“Eh, who knows? Maybe the girls would back off me for awhile.” He smiled at me. My reply was a groan. “So, where do you want to go?”
“Heaven.” I blurted out. He stared at me, but it wasn’t like, ‘wtf did you just say?’ kind of look.
“Your life must be very shitty. Well I’ll take you somewhere similar to heaven, how about that?” I nodded. I didn’t care where he took me, all for I know he can kidnappe me. I didn’t want to go to school, or go home. I wanted to be with him, see how my life would change dramatically. He guided me to his car, and wow. Wow, it was so fancy. It was shining, the paint not even peeling. He saw my face and walked over to the right door passenger seat and opened the door for me.
“Do you want to step inside, or gawk at it all day?” I shook my head and eagerly jumped in the car. The scent was so new. He got in right next to me fiddling with his keys.
“Is this car new?” I asked. It was so clean. My car looked like complete s**t compared to this.
“Nah, it’s not. My parents have millions of cars and well, a maid gets paid extra for cleaning the cars.” He turned on his car. The engine roared to life.
“Woah.” I whispered. He laughed at my expression, backed up and headed to whatever destination it was. The ride was so smooth, quiet, soothing, so many words to explain it. I was so comfortable I dozed off to sleep. I felt completely safe around him, he could kill me now, do anything to me because right now, it was just me and the car.
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“Hey, wake up will ya?” I felt Rodney’s hands on my arm shaking me. I groaned and opened my eyes; it was so bright my eyes stung. I turned my head and peeked at him. I moaned. “Geez, you fell asleep like less than two minutes. Are you OK?” I nodded and stretched.
“Where are we?” I asked. I looked outside and it looked like a park, a beautiful park. It was flawless.
“Heaven.” He whispered. I turned to see if he was looking out the window, but looking at me. His green eyes looking like hazel in the sunlight. His skin was like stone, I wanted to reach up and touch his face. I was almost afraid to reach out; afraid it might shatter in front of me. But I took the dumbest action and went for it. I took my hand and touched his cheek. It stung my cold hands, his face was so warm. He smiled at me, and then I suddenly blushed noticing what I was doing. “That’s a first. Was that a thank you?” I dropped my hand.
“Maybe, I don’t know.” I looked at my hand.
“Well let’s take a walk before the sun gets covered.” We both stepped outside. I breathed in fresh cool air and wrapped my arms around myself, protecting my body from the cold. “Cold ain’t it? It’s suppose to snow tonight.” He stepped right beside me. I blew out air and saw the fog that sprang out. Exhale. Inhale.
“A white Christmas.” I whispered. My smile was faint. I rubbed my hands together, hoping for warmth.
“Here.” He took my left hand and shoved it into his pocket. His jacket was warm, but mostly his hand that wrapped around my icy hand. I took my right hand and shoved it in my pocket. We walked around the park, talking about our problems.
“My father is a complete drunk,” I said. “He treats me like a boy; or at least thinks I am.” He nodded. He listened so quietly nodding to everything I said.
“My dad is a lawyer, my mom is a doctor. My older brothers and sisters are doctors and lawyers to, following my parent’s footsteps. That’s where we get all the money, sharing it.” He said. Then he stopped walking and grabbed a cigarette with his free hand that was in his pocket. He held the cigarette with his mouth and grabbed a light and lit it. He blew out smoke that left a sweet aroma scent. This cigarette smelled so candy like. I want to stay here forever, smelling the sweet candy like smoke around me and a warm hand to hold. “I guess I’m the failure in my whole family, so ya know, they pretend I’m not even there.” His face sad.
My chest started to hurt, and I coughed. He looked at me, and took the cigarette and put it in front of my face. “This will make you warmer.” I took the cigarette from him and held it carefully with my fingers. I never smoked a cigarette in my life; everyone said it burned your lungs. It killed you. I put it in my mouth and inhaled the smoke, and then I just coughed out the rest of it. I coughed again.
“Here.” I said handing him the cigarette back. He held it, and then dropped it. We both watched the cigarette, the smoke slowly wafting out, and the tip burning. I was warm, to warm. He stepped on the cigarette and looked at me. I looked at him back. We both were so sad, so stupid and weak. We’ll do anything to be happy. I looked down at our feet, how close they were together. “Thank you.” I whispered, breaking the silence. He slowly came closer, I almost thought he was going to kiss my lips, but gently kissed my forehead. He left his lips there for awhile, I felt his breath.
“You're welcome.” He whispered back. He pulled back and I looked at him and blushed. He laughed at me. “Your something, Ann!” he took his arm and wrapped it around me as we headed back to his car.
“Why do you call me Ann?” I asked.
“What, you don’t like Ann?” I shook my head.
“I don’t hate it.” When we saw his car he bent down to my ear, his hot breath burning my ear.
“You love it.” he whispered. I let out a weak laugh and wrapped my arms around him. Just standing there together, it started to snow.