Philophobic novel Chapter 5

"Give me back my things. I didn't steal those!"

She slapped me causing me to fall. "Ooh, I love those heels. Wanna exchange?" She picked my foot up.

"No! Let me go."

"Come on. Just for the rest of the day. I promise I'll give them back, okay?"

"No!" They held me down and took them off. They were too small on her but she took them anyways. She gave me her Converses in return. I hate these shoes. Plus hers are worn out already. They left while giggling.

"Thanks sweety. I'll give them back." I put on her stinky shoes and fixed myself. I hate that bitch! I could easily tell that those two didn't want to taunt me. She was just forcing them.

Great! Now I have to buy new stuff again. This stuff is freaking expensive! I hurt my ankle when I fell. I limped over to my next class. Before I could get in Josh pulled me out of the class. "Let me go!" I glared at him.

"I need to talk to you. Just for a couple of second, please."

"Josh, I don't want to talk to you anymore. Let me go, you're gonna get me in trouble."

"I won't. I just need 2 minutes. Please."

"Ugh! 30 seconds."

"I'm sorry about what happened last night. I was drunk and desperate. I promise it won't happen again."

"20 seconds."

"I won't ever force you to kiss me again. Please don't cut me out."

"I don't want to fuck with you anymore Josh. You've gotten worse."

"I know and I'm sorry. I promise you, it won't happen again. I'll even double the money if you want. I just can't lose the only chance I have to be with you."

"Ugh, fine."

"Really?"

"But R2000."

"Not a problem."

"Now let me go."

"Oh, sorry. Bye." I went into class. I'm starting to hate that guy too. Now I have two guys bothering me. Just great! But at least I get double the money.

We came out of that store with many plastics. He carried most of them. I only carried the one with makeup. Then we went to G*cci, V*rsace, K*ppa, Adid*s and other expensive shops too. Today, I'm treated like the princess I am. I've been waiting for this day my whole life. I felt a little hunger after a while. "I'm hungry. You hungry too?" He nodded with a smile. We went to McD*nald's. I just ordered a small cheese burger and a small bottle of Xxx juice. I didn't even check the name. All I know is that it's good. He stood up after eating. I didn't feel like going yet. "You're taking all this stuff to the car?" He nodded with a smile then left. What a weirdo. I wonder how much money he spent on me today. We didn't even fuck yet and he's spoiling me. This could end very badly. Maybe he wants a serious fuck, who knows? He came back after a couple of minutes. "I want a McFl*rry." He nodded and went to buy it for me. He handed it to me after seating down. He's literally like my servant. I could get carried away like this. He kept on checking his phone every now and them. It seemed like something serious. Maybe I'm making him spend too much money. "We should go." He shook his head no. "Why? You still want to spend more money on me?" He nodded with a smile. How much money is he making at this part time job of his? "Are you sure?" He nodded. "Okay then." He stood up and took my hand. He took me to some shop, I didn't check the name but it seems expensive. We went straight to the shoe section. Heels! My dream heels are here! But.....R70 000!!! What!? I looked at him with a frown after checking the price. He smiled and nodded. O-kay, I guess that's a yes on the heels. He paid for them then we left.

I got a call from Josh. Ugh! "Hi."

"Hey. Can you come over?"

"I can't."

"What? Why?"

"I'm busy right now."

"But it's Thursday. I always get you on Thursdays. Please."

"You don't have to be a baby about it. I'll come tomorrow."

"But I wanna fuck you right now."

"You'll get your fuck tomorrow. Now suck it up." I hung up and shut it down. "I really hate this guy now. He's really getting on my nerves." He looked at me blankly and continued driving. "Can we please go to a park or something? I don't want to go home right now." He nodded then changed lanes. He drove to the nearest park with a playground. "This place must be a suburb. It's so quiet." We sat on one of the benches. I don't know why but I feel so at ease with this guy, even though he looks totally scary. "You must be older than me to be able to drive." I tried making a topic. He nodded still smiling. "Why are you so quiet?" I finally had enough.

He looked at me blankly then faced down, putting his hands into his jacket pockets. "Zack doesn't talk." He spoke softly. He's voice is so soft and smooth, yet manly at the same time.