10- Bitch Please

"Where have you been?" Peter asked me as soon as I arrived at his usual spot. He's now standing in front of his car with Tofer minus the girls. Surprisingly, they're all gone. I just brushed that thought aside and smiled at Peter.

"I'm alright, we just talked," I said, still smiling at him.

"Well, okay. So come on, the race is starting." He said, then pulled me to his side. I'm grateful that he doesn't push that topic.

"Everyone listen up!!" His voice boomed across this place, making everyone stop what they were doing and turn to him.

"Mr. Lover boy here wants to say something," he said, gesturing to Clark, who was chuckling and shaking his head.

My eyes went wide in realization; I started to panic and sweats started to form on my forehead.

Is he fucking kidding me!? What is he up to? Wait, I assume too much. Maybe it's for his race or Mitch. God! I'm going to strangle him once his race is over!

Suddenly, Peter nudges me to my side, making me flinch a little. I glared at him and he mouthed 'sorry' but I just rolled my eyes at him, and then I heard him chuckle.

"This is interesting, Angel. Look and listen" he said while looking toward Clark. I looked where his eyes were and I suddenly froze.

Clark was looking at me while smirking and now he's holding the mic. I saw him take a glance at Peter and glared at him, then returned his gaze to me.

"I just wanted to say that...this race is for you PRINCESS," he said, looking straight at me and winking.

I don't know how to react to that... Maybe he was looking at someone behind me, so I looked to my back and my sides, but there were no other girls in our place besides me. So does that mean...

"Yeah princess, I'm talking about you." He said while smirking at me.

I can't move, I'm beyond shock. Really? Me? Suddenly, I felt a strong arm around my shoulder, making me startle. I looked up and saw Peter...

Is he provoking Clark? Why?..

It was in your deal, right?

Oh right! Thanks, conscience.

I look at Clark and now he looks pissed, he's clenching the mic in his hand. I looked back at Peter, who was looking at Clark. They were like in a staring contest. I need to stop them. I know Clark has a short temper and I don't want them to fight for a really stupid reason.

"Stop it, Peter. I don't want a scene here." I said pleadingly.

He glances at me and sighs, then he takes off his arm on my shoulder.

"Thank you," I said softly, he just nodded, and then we both looked in front and saw Clark smirk and give the mic to the host.

"Whooo! That was intense!" He said, wiping the fake sweat on his forehead.

That makes me look around. I'm really stupid, aren't I? Of course, everyone saw that... Now everyone is looking at me, especially the girls. They're all glaring at me. I rolled my eyes and looked again at where Clark's car was. I don't care anymore. Stare whenever they want.

I already saw his competitor. He's a little shorter than Clark and has dirty blonde hair and a slim body and he looks okay I guess. They went into their respective cars and both of them started to rev their cars, making a very loud sound.

A tall, lean girl with a super short black skirt and wearing a super-fit v-neck crop top that shows her cleavage walked in the front, standing between the two cars holding in both hands a red cloth.

"Ready!!" She shouts and turns around to them, slightly grinding her hip, then she raises both hands. The two cars started to rev more, making a loud screeching sound and everyone started to cheer.

"Go!!!" She finally said and, at the same time, she put down her hands.

And the race began...

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I'm now by myself in front of Peter's car. When the race was over, everyone cheered and yelled because, obviously, their bet won, and guess who is that?..... Yup! Clark won; he really is a great racer. A genius and talented one if you ask.

Peter left me because someone dragged him to a group of guys and Tofer was in there too. At first, he didn't want to go, but I insisted that he should. I told him that I could manage myself. After all, it was just 5 cars away, so he told me to stay in his car and don't hesitate to call him if someone bothers me.

My eyes searched for where Clark was and, finally, I saw him encircled by women and guys smiling and laughing with him. My heart sank at what I saw. Mitch was in his arms clinging. I thought...

Stupid jerk. What should I expect!? A playboy is always a playboy, he will never change.

It's your fault, you expect that he likes you.

I know conscience, it's just that...the way he said those words to me... I think I just misunderstood it. Maybe he wants me to be one of his fucking buddies!? What a self-centered asshole!!

I felt like my eyes were getting watery, but I couldn't stop glaring at him thinking that my glares would kill him, then suddenly he turned in my direction and our eyes met. At first, he was smiling, and when he saw me his smile faded and was replaced by curiosity and concern.

Then, like there was something that clicked in his head, he pulled away from Mitch and said something to her, making her frown. He looked at me again and this time I avoided his gaze. I still hate him... Jerk!!

"Hey? Are you okay?" Someone said beside me, making me look up. Clark's opponent earlier was standing in front of me, and this time I could clearly see his face.

Messy brown hair, a growing beard, a slim figure, and light brown eyes. He looks kind of cute, but not as cute as Peter and Clark were. What the fuck is wrong with me!?

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard a coughing sound. Shit! I immediately looked away from him. I don't want him to think that I'm checking him out.

"Uhm..so... What brings a beautiful lady like you here alone" he said, emphasizing the word alone.

I did not respond, he was a stranger for Pete's sake. I just looked at him and raised my eyebrows. He suddenly chuckles as if that pleases him.

"You're looking cute..Hi... I'm Dwayne." He said, smiling and extending his hand toward me. At first, I hesitated but I looked at him again and I guess he was a good guy, he was just being friendly. I was about to take his hand when suddenly someone held my waist from behind, making me startle. I saw Dwayne change his expression from cocky to serious.

I know it's Clark, I can smell his minty scent that made me freeze in my place, and then he lowered his head to mine and whispered "I'm disappointed Princess." He said in a husky voice that made the hair all over my body rise.

I can't speak as if my tongue got tangled for no reason. So I just look down feeling embarrassed.

"Step aside David, can't you see we're talking," Dwayne said, which made me look up and see him glaring at Clark.

"She's.." Before Clark could finish his sentence, Peter suddenly appeared.

"She's with me." He said with a serious tone.

Wow, three guys fighting for you now.

Shut up, conscience, you're not helping.

I looked up at Clark and saw his blue eyes narrowed. Then, suddenly, I heard a chortling sound and saw Dwayne shake his head sideways while looking at Clark.

"And I thought she was your girl. Nice try David." He said and chuckled. I felt Clark\'s hand tighten on my waist and then he let go.

"Anyway, nice to meet you beautiful. See you around, I guess." He said, and wicked. He acknowledged Peter, and then Peter nodded at him and still wore his poker face. When Dwayne was finally out of sight, Peter suddenly turned to me.

"Come on Angel, I'll drop you off. It's getting late." He said, looking at me intently.

Before I could reply, Clark beat me to it. Wow! He always does that for me.

"I'll do it, Peter," he said sternly.

"I invited her here so I should take her home." He said in the same voice as Clark.

I was looking at them back and forth, our atmosphere now is filled with tension. I should do something. They're looking at each other. None of them dared to look away. I cleared my throat, which made them both look at me.

I stared at Peter and smiled. "It's okay Peter, I'll go with Clark."

"Are you sure, I mean I can do it and I don't have..."

"It's okay," I said, cutting him off and smiling at him reassuringly.

"Thank you so much for bringing me here Peter, it means a lot to me," I told him after that.

For a second, I saw the disappointment in his eyes but it quickly faded and he smiled at me.

"Okay then, text me when you get home. See you tomorrow Angel." He said and looked at Clark with a poker face and nodded. He looked at me again for the last time, he smiled and winked at me, which made me blush. He finally turns and walks to his car, then drives away.

I saw Tofer still talking to a brunette girl that I think he had just met when Peter stopped in front of him and said something to him. He bid goodbye to the brunette, got into his car, and drove away with Peter.

"Angel ha?" Clark suddenly said, making me look at him. He said, full of venom.

"That's what he used to call me, I don't know why," I said and shrugged.

"I don't like it." He said, looking so pissed. I looked at him and rolled my eyes.

"You don't like everything," I whispered and looked away.

"I heard you, princess." He said, smirking.

"I told you, I don't like sharing. What's mine is mine." He said seriously.

I didn't know how to react to that and didn't even know what to say. He slowly came near me and before he could repeat what he had done to me earlier, I decided to speak.

"I...uh..We..should go now, Clark." I finally said, looking at my watch to avoid eye contact with him.

He simply chuckled and said "Let's go then", grabbed my hand, and led me to where his Lamborghini Aventador was. I stopped in front of his car, which made him turn to me in confusion. My eyes got wide and my mouth hung open. It was a beauty.

"You like it?" He said. I didn't look up at him because I was still drooling at this beautiful machine in front of me.

"Are you kidding!? I love it! This is my longtime dream car." I said while carefully touching it.

"Really? So you're into cars too?" He said, amused and curiosity was evident in his voice.

I just nodded as I responded. I heard him say something but I shrugged it off. What!? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!!

"Don't worry, you'll be with this beauty as long as you want." He said which made me look up to him. What did he mean by that?

"What?" I finally said with furrowed brows.

"Just get in princess, everyone is starting to leave. We don't want us to lock in here, do we?" he said playfully.

He opens the passenger's door for me like a true gentleman. I want to tease him about it but I just brush it off. I don't want to destroy his mood, knowing he has mood swings issues.

He walked across to his car and went in. He started the engine while I buckled my seatbelt and so was he. Then he started to drive away. As the car's sound echoed around, it made me smile widely at this machine. I'm so in love with the sound of this machine.

"Where to?" He suddenly said when we exited the building. I told him my address and he just nodded in understanding.

The whole trip was silent; I was not quite comfortable with our silence. I wanted to start a conversation but I held myself fearing that he might not like it, so I just looked out of the window.

Then suddenly the car stopped. We were already in front of my apartment. He walked out to his car and before I could open my door he opened it for me. We walk to the front door side by side and when we finally approach the door he finally speaks.

"I'm serious about what I said to you earlier." He said, looking ahead. I can't see his eyes; I need to see his eyes. Then, as if he heard what I was thinking, he turned to me and I saw his beautiful ocean-blue eyes. I can see clearly that he's sincere about it, but can I trust him? Is this deal working?

"Okay," I said. I don't know what to say. I still can't trust him enough.

There is more to Clark than meets the eye.

What Peter said in the vacant room suddenly appeared in my head.

"See you tomorrow then." He said they made me pull out of my thoughts.

I composed myself and smiled at him. "Thank you for dropping me off."

"Starting tomorrow, I'll be the one to pick you up and drop you here." He said firmly. Wait for what!? The smile on my face suddenly fades and is replaced with a frown.

"What!? I have a car, Clark, you do not have to do that." I said, irritated.

"That's what they do when someone likes someone, right?" He said, beaming at me.

What!? Did I hear it correctly!? Like? Is he talking about me!? Am I dreaming!?

"Wait. Are you asking me out?" I asked in disbelief.

"Yes." He simply said while smirking,

I was speechless. Was he fooling me!? Before I could respond to him, he suddenly came near me and kissed my cheek again!! For the second time. Oh god!! I think I look stupid now, my eyes are like saucers, my brain stops functioning, my heart skips a beat and something is turning inside my stomach.

And the next thing I know, Clark's car is driving away. I snapped out of my thoughts, trying hard to regain my composure and finally, I went inside my apartment and headed straight to my room, closing the door behind me. I leaned on it thinking of the two things on my mind...

What now?

How can I fucking sleep!?

This is your entire fault, Clark!!!