My Heartbeat 2 episode 11

♥MY HEARTBEAT♥
(Rhythm of love❤)
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BY BLESSING SILVER
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SEASON 2
CHAPTER 11
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Gwennie’s POV
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“Pass me the cheese mom” I said to mom who sat opposite me in the dinning table.

“Here” she stretched and I took it then muttered thanks.
Taking a bite off the foamy snack I returned it back to the table.

My phone began ringing and seriously I think I need to change my ringing tone ‘new rules by Dua Lipa’ was already outdated or getting outdated..
I peered at the unknown number and clicked the pick button.

“Hel–

“Jabson’s street, 4:30pm…a minute lateness won’t be accepted”

“Hey, w–

*Click*
The line instantly got disconnected and I slowly chewed on my cheese..not feeling its taste any longer.

4:30..jabson street, that’s like a twenty minutes drive..and the hell why does he needs me there and for what..who does he even think he is to boss me around like that and give me orders during a nice afternoon meal then interrupt my sentence.

How dare his crazy ass!, I’m a slave..right, but I also have to make certain decisions myself.
I peered into the phone ‘4:10’ it read and I also have to use a twenty minute ride on the road and God knows how long I’ll have to wait at the station.

I slammed the phone on the table, realizing I might’ve crashed the screen I picked it up and checked, no etched lines..I slammed it back and sighed.

“What’s wrong with you?” Mom asked, resting her fork on the saucer.

“Nothing” came my reply.

“Who’s that?” Jerold asked.

“Like I’d tell you” I eyed him and stood up after wiping my l-ips.

“You’re not finished, Gwen” mom sent a questioning look at me.

“Right,” I chuckled awkwardly and scratched my hair “I have to catch the 4:00 train” I said.

“Don’t stay out too late” mom said simply and lord know how happy I am that I didn’t have to answer series of question..
Looks like someone’s realizing I’m becoming an adult.

“Yes mom” I k-ssed her cheeks, picked my phone and dashed to my room where I brushed my hair, pinned it, grabbed my jacket and dashed out of the house through the kitchen door.

Running my hands into the jacket I increased my steps to the train station, it was 4:20 and the train would be moving anytime from now..I just really hope I get it.

Getting to the station I sighted the train and the last person getting into it, I ran and waved for the train to stop before I got into it and displayed my ticket.
The train moved and I sat, taking impatient glances at my phone as the train moved faster.

4:42!.. the train stopped and I ran down, pushing through people at the doorpost.
WELCOME TO JABSON STREETS.
A signpost read and I sighed and looked around hoping to see him looking furiously at me but I saw nothing.

I switched on my phone and scrolled through my logs, searching for the number he used in calling me earlier.

“Come to the coffee shop,it’s by the right” his voice sounded on the speaker.

“Wh–

*Click*
What the– he hung up on me even on my own call..is he really serious!? ..

“F-ck you” I muttered and tucked the phone in my picket then took the right turning to the supposed coffee shop..sighting a **Della’s coffee shop** in sight I moved towards it and got in.
Seeing first the four rows of almost empty chairs I looked h-rder for him but him but I couldn’t find him..at least not in any of those chairs.

I took my phone and was about dialing the number when a text came in, from an unknown number..I clicked and looked

**Order two creamy coffees**
The bossy but short text read and I sighed.

Is this dude f-cking serious..I should order a coffee, OK two coffees..is that really why I’m here.
Ignoring my state I took a seat and a girl with an apron round her wa-ist, a pair of blue Jean on her legs, a pink sleeveless top and purple flip flops came to me.

“Good day miss” she politely greeted.. “May I help you with anything? ” she smiled
I was about replying no but the other mind told me to play along so I smiled back.

“Two cups of coffee,” i faced her “one with lots,I mean lots and lots of sugar and milk and the other with little milk” I said and the girl frowned, obviously confused and her look were asking if I had gone bananas.

“You don’t understand?”

“Oh, I do” her frown suddenly convert to a friendly smile “I was just, uh, never mind..I’ll get your orders” she said.

“Thanks” I said and she walked away.

Talking of punishments, have I told you I’m good at lashing it out too..well I am.
The dude will learn not to try a lady’s patient nor order her around in the middle of a good lunch..a good tip for the future..

The waitress or whatever came with a tray and two coffee cup on it then placed it on my table..I paid and she walked away..
Taking one off the coffee I took a sip, to be sure it was the perfect one, and spit it all out immediately.

“Ugh!” I murmured..
It was too sugary and the milk..geez I could still feel it even at the little sip..
I frowned..she should’ve informed me.

I pushed the cup aside and took the next coffee then took a sip, perfect!, I took more sips then set it down.

“Hey” I heard his voice and I looked up, he had smiles on his face like he hadn’t done anything..

Ever heard of feelings..well this guy doesn’t have any.

“Hey” I smiled back innocently and watched as he shifted a chair then plopped on it.

“I see you went exactly my way today” he took the cup of coffee.

If only he knows..

“Yes..I wanted to be obedient” I gave a fake smile that took a lot of effort to put up.

He drew the cup to his l-ips and took a sip, paused and spat it right back into the cup..
**eww**

He gave me a long look and I smiled in response,crossed my legs and sunk in the chair then took a sip from my coffee and let my l-ips move in a smirk.

Now that’s what I call revenge.

“Let’s just go straight” he stopped and exhaled “To work” he completed with his eyes boring intently at me and sending sharp pitchforks right into mine..

“Kay- kay”
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Getting outside the coffee shop with Alex beside me he walked to the end of the lane, crossed a slightly busy road and I trailed behind, fighting in my curiosity until we got to a cake and decoration shop.

“Why are we here?” I asked and he stopped then faced me.

“My baby sister is celebrating her 6th birthday and I need to get her a cake”

“O-kay, so, why am I here?”

“To help me with the cake” he said.

“You don’t know what flavor she likes or you just don’t know girly stuffs?”

“Call it whatever you like, you’re carrying the cake home for me”

“Wait, what!..I’m here to carry cakes?”

“Yup..I deem it fit not to use my fuel, which happens to be pretty expensive now, since I have a slave who can get it home for me without taking a dime”

“Wait..the hell” my eyes w¡dened “You’re kidding right?”

“Looks like you’re not the only one who knows perfect revenge” he smirked “I’ll be in,side” he walked away and I stood there dumbstruck.

OK, this dude is joking..like seriously, this isn’t happening.
First I had to skip lunch, take a train which took five dollars from my pocket, use my airtime, order two coffee with cream with my f-cking money only to carry some goddamn cake for a six year old.

I mean why are there deliveries if not to make stuffs like this easier..
I shook my head and moved into the cake building.

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Carrying the pink colored Barbie decoration, three step cake, perfectly wrapped, out of the building with Alex behind me we moved out into the air. he also got birthday presents and parcelled them and good news..he carried them himself while I took the cake which was as heavy as a doll house.

I kept quite all through the walk, thinking of ways to pay him in his own coin, OK maybe not in his own coin but in a more worthy way..
How can he let me take a train here just to carry a cake. who does that?

I’m his slave..yes, but I also deserve some respect..
I wasn’t raised a slave and I sure don’t deserve this crazy like treatment..
Seriously if this is how slaves are being treated then I sure don’t ever wanna become one again, it’s way too rude..

Saving some f-cking oil and having me come down here to lift and carry a cake for him..geez!
I gritted my teeth..

I’ll definitely giv–

“Hey watch out!!”
I heard a loud voice that sounded like his and before I could turn around I sighted a big van almost close to me.
My heart flew high to my mouth and I gulped in fright as I made to scamper off the road.

I had only taken a step back when the car ran straight across me, it’s tires screeching my leg in the process and leaving a fleshy wound on the s₱0t..as it ran past, not bothering to stop.

I fell down and was flabbergasted to know that I had held the packaged cake tight for support as my butt landed with a great thud on the floor.

My brain clicked and my breathing became shallow as I felt the hot sharp pain on my leg.

“Are you alright?” a voice which I knew was his echoed in my ear and I faced his direction and only gulped in response, suddenly loosing my voice.

“Hey” he shook me and I blinked, he took the cake from me and set it elsewhere.

“Gwen..can you hear me?” he shook me..I could see a little crowd from where he was.

“Ouch!..I-It hurt!” I muttered, finding my voice and breathing lightly.

He took my leg, examined it and frowned.

“it’s just a scratch..nothing serious that I can’t handle” he said, as if assuring the crowd of people and truly few of them left..

“My car’s just over there..here” he stretched his hand “I’ll help you up”
I took his hand and made to stand but couldn’t.

“You can’t lift yourself?” he asked and I shook my head.

“Here” he bent in front of me “Hop on, I’ll piggy back you to the car”

Of course you will Mr rude..it’s all your fault anyways.

“No I–

“No need being stubborn..I’ll help” he took my hand and lifted me to his back then held my both legs and stood up..
A little girl took the cake and he smiled at her then walked me to his car which I had no idea he brought along.
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BY BLESSING SILVER