Sarah's Pov
Ryan dragged me to have ice cream which I was least interested in. I sulk when I am unhappy. I will be forever jealous of people who can change their mood quickly because I need a lot of time to get over it.
“Which flavour?” Ryan asked, chirping. I know he is trying to make me happy, but it was pissing me off.
“Any flavour will do.” i uttered huffing.
“Okay, Strawberry then.”
“No.. no don't make my mood worse by making me strawberry flavoured ice cream. I don't like strawberry flavour.”
“Fine. Butterscotch then.”
“Please don't order butterscotch. It's too heavy for me to eat.”
“Okay. Simple cone then.” He ordered the vendor.
“No.. not cone. I can't finish it alone also I don't like it's taste.”
He sat beside me.
“Are you crazy? You said any flavour will do and you are being choosy. What do you like then?” He yelled
“Chocolate. I only like chocolate.”
He sighed.
“If you only like chocolate then you could have told me earlier!”
“Don't shout at me. I told you I am not in the mood to eat ice cream and you dragged me here, now you are yelling at me?”
“I was not yelling at you. I was just stating a fact.”
“You were yelling. You should be thankful I came here just for you to eat ice cream.”
“What do you mean by 'just for you'? I brought you here just so you can lighten up your mood.”
“Did I ask you to do that? Don't assume things.”
“Why are you acting like a bitch Sarah?”
“Heyyyyy!!!! I am acting like a bitch? You are a bitch… no..no…. Son of a bitch. Piece of trash!!! Shithead! Asswipe!” I smacked him on the head.
“Did you just hit me?” he asked bewildered.
“Yess. So what? What will you do? Hit me back? Hit me! Come come!!!”
The vendor started laughing hard and handed me a chocolate ice cream and a strawberry flavoured one to Ryan.
“Stop fighting love birds and enjoy the ice cream.”
“WE ARE NOT A COUPLE” We both said together. We looked at each other and started laughing. My stomach started to ache because of laughing so hard.
And suddenly I realised my mood became better. Ryan made me smile.
“Eat your ice cream otherwise it will melt away.” We ate the ice cream and went home. Ryan made a nice dinner and we called it a night. After 20 minutes, I heard a knock on my door. And the person who was knocking it was obvious. Ryan!!!
“What?”
He came inside holding a pillow and blanket in his hands.
“Can I sleep with you!?”
“Do you want a good beating from me?” I asked glaring at him.
“No, I am serious. I would have the nightmare back. With you it won't come.”
I was in the middle of a situation. I didn't want to say yes but also I can't say no. Because from what I saw last night, the nightmare looked terrible.
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Twisted journey
Short StoryRyan Johnson was the abandoned son of a businessman who has never experienced any warmth in his life. Everyone in college fears him. What happens when he meets a girl Sarah who is never afraid of anybody crosses path with him and also turns out to b...
