Chapter 4: Just love me

"Bertha, I'm so sorry that I used you like that" Said Chris sincerely, just as we reached the dorm gates.

"It's fine. I understand... Plus you gave your jacket, I'm the luckiest!" replied Bertha with her most captivating smile ever seen ta grace her perfectly sculpted face, hugging tightly the jacket Chris gave her.

"Thank you. It means a lot to me" Said Chris, quickly taking back his hands from her shoulders before looking at me hesitantly.

I was that scary. He was mine. He was not supposed to touch or get touched by anyone or anything without my consent. And that was a rule.

After bidding Bertha goodnight, I turned to leave. I wasn't done sulking.

"Let's go home, baby" He said throwing his arm over my shoulder, leading us home in utter silence.

"Are we cool?" He asked after some distance away from the dorm gates.

"I'm sorry?" I asked softly. Wasn't I supposed to get angry?.

"Are we... Is it all behind us?" He asked again vaguely.

"I'm sorry" I said softly, looking at the other side. It seemed like I was being childish to get angry because I saw my boyfriend kissing some girl.

Ooh, that's me being sarcastic.

I was still trying to organize sentences in my head on how to explain my side of the story as to why I got angry in the first place.

If me being in the wrong was the solution so as not to lose him? Then so be it, I'd always say that I was sorry and turn a blind eye for all his wrong doings. If it meant I'd still have my Chris with me.

I was pathetic.

"Shhhh, I never want to hear you say that word. I'm the one who has done you wrong, okay?. I should never force my ideas on you and then I ended up doing that!" Chris explained, frustrated.

Surprised even himself for what he did, it seems.That somehow made me happy.

"It's okay. You were angry..." I started my good cop persona.

"...I was waiting for you but then she came and then I heard you coming out and... Gods! I just wanted to know if I'm even worth fighting for in your eyes and you were all calm, unaffected...!" He said, sad, dissapointed, ashamed, hurt all those into one tone but, he still came to hug me. Tightly.

"You were hurt by my words..." I excused his wrong deed.

"That doesn't give me the excuse to hurt you like that, baby. I'm sorry..., It's your day so do whatever you deem right... Just love me please...!" He said, strengthening his hold on me so much that his chest was squeezing my glasses along with my heart.

He then, tipped my head to look at my face where he positioned my glasses better and bent down to kiss me lightly on my lips. Just like our first kiss.

That slow yet desperate, daring yet hesitant touch of his lips on mine that left me yearning for more.

And just as the first one he successfully managed to make my breath catch and my heart racing.

He then placed our foreheads together to catch our breath. We stayed like that for some time before an intense flash light was directed our way.

"I don't think you're supposed to be here guys" Grunted one of the security guards. Known as old Dom, the comedian.

I don't know why the nickname though, as he was the strictest security guard the school has ever hired.

"Relax old Dom, They are that couple... you know? she's the former headgirl of the school and he's the school hunk..." Said another one, pointing at our embarrassed faces.

"You are going home this late, little Beatrice?" Asked Dom, frowning in displeasure.

"Yes, sir" I replied, respectfully.

"Ooh, it's quite late you guys. Are you sure you gonna be okay, out there?" Another guard asked, concerned.

"We will" Answered Chris, puffing out his chest, hiding me behind him. It was an unnecessary move on my part but... Boys, right?.

"We'll be on our way then. Thanks for your concern and hard work" I said humbly before dragging my glaring man quickly outside the school gates.

"You said we don't have enough money...How about money for food?" Asked Chris as we walked to the bus station in that silent night.

"I only took money for a whole year worth rent, Chris" I replied, my sight straight on the road.

"You aren't lying to me right now, right?" Asked Chris, doubtful.

"Looks like you don't trust me anymore... What's good of my assurance? I'll hand you the accounts for you to inspect when we get home, how about that?" I suggested to him, earning a sharp squeeze of his hand on mine.

Yes, it was my fault for the broken trust and all but still..., Him doubting me, hurt.

"I didn't mean it like that, darling baby. I'm sorry, I doubted you" He explained, softly.

"It's my fault anyway for keeping things from you. I'm sorry" I said and we walked in mutual silence for some time.

"We are sleeping in tomorrow" Declared Chris out of the blue.

"It's your graduation day. You really don't want to be there early for some fun and games? The council prepared so many activities..." I started promoting.

"But I want some 'us' time!... Please, reconsider my plea, I really want to cuddle with you when I wake up tomorrow" He pouted.

"Tomorrow is the first day in like forever, We get to spend a day together... No work, no school" He said, acting pitiful.

"Such a baby!" I chided with a laugh.

"I'm not your baby, anymore?" He asked, head dropping, feigning sadness.

"Seriously though, I may not be able to cuddle with you, But trust me, I'll try to squeeze some time out of my busy schedule for you" I stated with a straight face.

"Why?" He asked, dissapointed.

"Are you punishing me for what I did to you earlier?" He asked me, seriously.

"No, honey...I'm just restocking the snacks for Kabiby's mini market tomorrow. I've already took the order" I explained threading my fingers with his.

"What? I thought we were done with you burning your hands for other people's pleasure!" He gasped in horror.

"Customers love my snacks, plus, I was thinking on how to return the money I took without your knowledge" I said, winking his way but, not sure if he saw the gesture through my heavy big glasses.

"I can't believe you were hiding all this from me and I didn't even notice..." He said with a sigh, shaking his head sadly, eyes on the night sky.

"I'm quite an undercover, huh?" I joked, as I went to stand in front of him when we reached the bus stop.

"Do you really wanna go to nursing school?" Asked Chris, seriously looking at my face keenly.

"Yes. We need a stable paycheck, Chris"

"And we'll have them. Just give me some time to get my paycheck from this contract and our lives are gonna get better, I promise you" He vowed, caressing my chubby cheeks while playing with my glasses.

"We are still young, Chris. You may someday open your eyes and found out that there's more to life than spoiling Beatrice, and where would that leave me, huh? Out in the streets cold and hungry, crying helplessly like before?" I asked, burrowing my face in his warm hand. Nuzzling the palm.

"I'm letting you do this because it's what you need...a sense of security, Not because I acknowledge whatever the shit you just said there" He said, retracting his hand away from my face so he could pull me in his embrace.

"The future is always a mystery, Chris" I whispered to him, before he could retort we heard a bus horn, getting us out of our bubble.

The bus was mostly empty and we chose a backseat so I could sprawl on him like he was my personal bed.