Episode 9

*Pryce's Point of View*

“Babe, do you still want to put it some ice, or just stare at me till morning?” She stated and that brought me back to reality. This girl doesn't fail to make my heart skip a beat of her stubbornness.

“You're so full of yourself, freak. And never in your dreams, I will stare at you till morning.” I said to her as I walked to the trunk of my car to grabbed some ice from the cooler, then wrapped it in my handkerchief and tied it. I went to her and handed her the ice.

She mumbled something, but I can't hear it clearly and she took the ice. Before she could put it on the wound I stopped her by holding her hands that had the ice.

“Let me clean the blood first.” She didn't protest as my other hand search for a thin white T-shirt from a compartment of my car. It's for an emergency that I always have it there.

I slowly wipe the blood that dripped down to the middle of her cheeks. She flinched a little when I was at the wound part and I could see that it started to swell.

“Okay, you can put it now.” She complied and let out the heavy breath that she was holding for a while when I was cleaning the part of her face that was with blood.

She didn't say anything but instead, she closed her eyes and laid her head at the headrest.

“What came to your mind that you went to such an abandoned place like this, huh?” She asked still closing her eyes.

I didn't say a word but I walked to the driver's seat and sat there thinking about what would I answer.

“What if you were right that I am a psychopath and will kill you, or else I am a murderous vampire? What will you do then?” She asked like she was reprimanding me because I'm a kid that made a mistake of eating my sister's cookies.

“Are you?” I answered her question with a question. I just know that she would not do that, and she is neither of those.

“Hmm. What if wild animals will be here and eat you, or some drug addicts are camping here and will probably hurt or rape you and throw you somewhere to a cliff?” She said and now opening her eyes and looked at me.

“Hmm. Will you let me get hurt by them?” I answered her question with a question the second time.

“Stop answering my questions with questions, babe.” And she did it again. She called with babe again and the same thing happened to my heart. What's wrong with this girl making me feel uneasy?

“Stop calling me babe. And you were the one who told me to be here or else you will haunt me in my dreams.” I told her truthfully with a little lie.

“You're so gullible, what made you think that I can haunt you in your dreams? What am I? A goblin?” She said as if talking to an impossible that will not happen.

“You are already haunting me in my dreams, every night.” I murmured silently to the point that no one could hear.

“What did you say?” Yes, she didn't hear me.

“Nothing, it's just that it's your fault that you were hit in the head for making me believe you to go to a place like this,” I said defending myself and changing the subject.

“Now, it's my fault that I earned this?” She scoffed pointing to her right eyebrow.

“Yep.” I answered her popping the 'p'.

“Well, for the first place you shouldn't have gone here,” she said while checking her bruise in the mirror.

“Well, for the most first place, you shouldn't have told me to come here,” I countered while leaning over to see her bruise if it's okay.

“I was supposed to tell you that I was just kidding when I forgot, and I remembered it I was already at the parking lot,” she explained.

“Okay, but there's nothing we can do about it. We are here now and it's almost 8:00 in the evening.” I told her. Yep, we should do something. Not that something something, but something that is valuable and fun.

“Well, I guess you're right.” She said as she put back the ice near her eyebrow.

“I'm always right,” I said smiling proudly.

“I'm sorry,” she mumbled softly that I can barely hear.

“What?” I asked her while raising an eyebrow.

“I said, I'm sorry.” She said a little bit louder and closed her eyes.

“What? Did you just say sorry?” I asked her in disbelief while chuckling.

“Fudge, okay. I'm taking it back,” she said while cursing. I find it cute when she doesn't want to say the F word and replace it with fudge instead of fuck.

“No, I forgive you. And I'm sorry too that I've hit you. It's already a bruise and got a wound.” I said apologetically. But she still looks beautiful.

“It's fine. I think I deserved this one for making you went here, and I didn't plan to scare you earlier.” She said looking at her right hand.

“Well, I did freak out earlier. It was just that I easily get scared.” I said and giggled.

I got out of the car and went to the trunk to get two ice creams of different flavors, I got rocky-road and double-dutch.

I don't know what she likes so I will just bring two of my favorites. Well, I love eating ice creams, especially during the evening while watching movies on my bed. But tonight, I will share it with a stranger and an enemy of mine that I got a thing with that I don't know. How ironic?

I went back to the driver's seat and showed her the ice creams on each of my hands and asked her, “What flavor do you like?”

She was seemed surprised or shocked to see me smiling and will be eating ice cream with her tonight.

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