love to hate you → @warzoncs.
“Damn babe, we still ain’t made it there yet? These ‘friends’ of yours better be worth all this.” The Latin native half joked to her new man candy, Eric, who had been in charge of operating the spacious vehicle for the past five hours in hope to reunite with his best friends since the sandbox days. Growing more and more impatient by the second, Carter clicked her manicured digits across the back of her cellular device, making her annoyance obvious to her aware significant other. She attempted to drown out her thin patience levels with music from the radio, only to grow more agitated at the overhyped songs at the moment. “Ugh, fuck it.” She growled to herself, trying to the best of her ability to not appear too bitchy to him as the duo had only been an exclusive item for a short term of two months. However, it was pretty safe to assume that the monster had already made its appearance and whether this guy was going to stick around after this trip or not was hard to read.
“We’re already here, damn. Calm down.” The male assured her, his tone annoyed to match her own as the black SUV slammed to an abrupt halt; it only took a matter of seconds for his mellow mood to switch, Carter having a toxic, familiar habit of bringing out the absolute worst in people, particularly men - the sweetest of angels could become spawns of Satan and it never took long for the drastic personalities to unfold. As he slammed his door, she made her way to trail behind him, the two swapping harsh digs at each other for a few moments before noticing two other people in the near distance. Carter eyed the outside of the airbnb that the foursome would be temporarily residing in, somewhat content with what her eyes noticed before finally reaching the other couple.
“Aye, man.” Eric greeted the other male warmly, Carter more occupied with laying her eyes on the opposite female, judging her appearance and digging out any little imperfections that could be used as a weapon for a future confrontation if things were to take an expected sharp turn. She couldn’t spot one from first glance but it never took long for obvious, harmful insecurities to float to the surface. “This is Carter, my girlfriend. Carter, Easton.” The fake smile that read across the feisty Latina’s face was erased almost instantly as her cinnamon hues zoomed in on the broad, handsome male standing directly across from her. Her face turned cold, her eyes would be burning into his soul if they had the ability to -- her mind instantly flashing back to a past text from the same guy who she assumed would remain nothing but a faded memory, one that she fought to forget all about. Until now.
Easton: “You’re a great girl, but i’ve realized how much Christina means to me. I can’t do this to her. To me. To you. Take care of yourself, Carter.
Carter: ..... you’re gonna regret this. i promise. ;)
An awkward sixty seconds went by as Carter still hadn’t acknowledged the all too familiar face, standing in the same spot as she had previously before gripping onto his hand and squeezing the absolute life out of it. “Nice to meet you, Easton. It’s always a pleasure to meet new people.” Her face still reading just as cold, not even attempting to put on a fake smile. He knew just as much as she did that he was in for it and there was no reason to even fake it.
