Make You Mine(Redemption 2) - Episode 7

 

Cheryl:

  My phone keeps alerting me of various texts that I really don't want to read right now. I look out my van's window at the unfamiliar scenery. We're going upland I think and I'm pretty sure that I've not been here before. We have been driving for hours if I'm not mistaken.
"Where are you taking me?"I ask Phillip who is so concentrated on the road he doesn't hear me. I notice his knuckles are white on the steering wheel.
"Phillip." I lightly touch his shoulder and his eyes stray from the road to mine like he's startled to find me in the car with him.
"Are You okay?" I ask in a quiet voice . He takes a deep breath before turning back to the road.
"I'm fine. We're here though." He pulls into a quiet street and stops in front of a small ice cream van.
"You brought me all the way here to buy me ice cream?" I ask incredulously but he doesn't seem to be listen as he alights the car then comes around to pull my door open for me.
"Come on. You're going to love this." He gives me his hand and grins. I hesitate a little. I don't know if ice cream is what I need right now. This is ridiculous

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. Does he think I'm a child?
"Stop thinking!" He takes my hand and pulls me gently out of the car.
"Hey! Slow down!" I try to keep up with his long legs as he pulls me along with him to the small truck. I cringe as we get closer. It looks a bit dirty. Could well be infected as well.
"I can literally see your rich snubby nose turned up Cheryl." Phillip says into my ear and I pout.
"Doesn't exactly look healthy." I whisper to him. He doesn't seem to hear me because he's grinning like a kid and practically bouncing on his toes as he looks at all the treats in the truck. A smile turn my lips up at the boyish look he's spotting right now. A few butterflies beat around in my stomach when he turns to face me again.
"I have an insanely outrageous sweet tooth. What will your have?" He asks me and I shut down my guywhipped expression. I can't have him know of my crush on him. I won't hear the last of it. His excitement is contagious though. I study the various treats in the truck and bite down on my lips.
"Why don't you order for me. You seem to know what's good here." I say and he grins wider like he likes my answer.
"Great. We'll have a scoop of everything. Make the banana three scoops for me." He says to the young man selling the ice cream.
"You like that?" He asks and I give him a thumbs up.
"I have an infatuation with bananas." He says and I chuckle. 
"No wonder you act like a baboon most times." I mumble playfully. His eyes shows mock indignation.
"You didn't just say that!"
"Oops. I think I did." I say and bat my eyelashes at him. Gosh, I hope I don't look a mess after the mess we just left at the wedding.
"Don't do that." My eyes snaps up to his and he shakes his head.
"I can see you thinking. Up here, we don't let anything spoil our moods." He says as he hands me the biggest ice cream bowl I've seen. It's not the usual one I get from eateries.
"Come with me. You have to see the view." I like that he takes my hand again as he pulls me to the end of the street with him.
"Oh my!" I gasp when we get to the end and I look down. It's getting dark outside and the lights shimmering from below look so pretty from up here.
"Yeah, it's beautiful." Phillip says with an odd look on his face and I'm intrigued.
"How do you know this place? I've been in Port Harcourt most of my life but had no idea this place exists." I say. He's quiet for a while and I think he's not going to say anything. I watch him as he takes his jacket off and lays it on the floor.
"Come seat here." He settles on the grassy floor and pat his jacket for me. I hold my ice cream against my chest carefully before planting my ass on his jacket.
"There's enough space for you. I don't want your trousers to get dirty." It's my turn to pat the free spot on his jacket. He eyes the spot before shrugging.
"If you say so." He raises his butt and closes the space between us as he sits by my side on his jacket. The weather is slowly turning cold but the heat coming off him warms me up. I unconsciously scoot closer to him. His eyes comes down to stare at me. 
"It's cold." I say as explanation.
"The ice cream is a bad idea then?" He points to mine which is slowing melting. I shake my head and scoop a mouthful into my mouth.
"Wow." I let the strawberry flavor melt on my tongue, my eyes fluttering close at how delicious it is.
"Here. This will make it taste better." I open my eyes to find Phillip mixing all different flavors together in the bowl.
"There. Taste it." He scoops a sizeable amount and raises it up to my lips. I don't know why I look up into his eyes before opening my mouth. His eyes hold my gaze longer than necessary, letting loose more butterflies. My tongue runs a path across my suddenly dry lips.
"You shouldn't do that, Cheryl." Phillip says, pulling his eyes from mine and the moment is gone.
"Here, taste it." He hands me the spoon and I take it in my shaky hands, my heart beating frantically in my chest. I take the spoon to my mouth and notice Phillip's eyes follow.
"Wow!" I want to keep looking at him but the awesome treat on my tongue draws my eyes close in ecstasy.
"Told you. Feel bad foe criticizing the truck now, don't you?" He asks.
"I totally do." I say between more scoops of the ice cream.
"Don't talk with your mouth full." He says and I'm unexpectedly thrown into that dark place in my head. Damon frowning down at me for my poor etiquette. It's like I'm watching Phillip from outside my body now and when his hand goes up, a cry is wretched from my throat, my eyes clenching shut in preparation of the pain that'll follow.
"Sh*t Cheryl! I was just going to wipe the ice cream on your chin. Open your eyes, sweet girl." Phillip's hand caressing my face brings me back to where we are and my eyes fly open to meet his worried ones. Oh God! He must think I'm weird. I totally ruined the moment we were having! Until when do I have to be scared of every guy raising their hand around me? Frustrated tears threaten to spill and I don't want to freak Phillip anymore than I have to so I push myself up with my hands.
"Hey where are you going!" Phillip calls after me when I start to hurry back to his car. I don't turn around to face him.
"It's going to rain soon. We should go home." I throw over my shoulder at him. I hear his footfalls before he overtakes me to block my path.
"Phillip I'm fine. I just want to go home now." I say, my head bowing down to avoid seeing the pity, anger or maybe disgust on his face.
"Look at me." His finger goes under my chin to pull my face up to his.

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. I try to look away but he holds my face in place.
"You should never have to hide from anyone. He should be the one ashamed of looking at anyone because he's the animal who hurt his wife." Phillip says with such fierceness, my heart swells. But it shouldn't. I fall in love too soon and too hard. I can't let that happen again. The last time I did, I married a man I didn't really know.
"Phillip that's enough." I start to sidestep him but he takes my hand. I don't want to look at him right now. It's too soon to feel the way I feel with him looking at me like he wants to slay all my demons.
"Let it go, Phillip." I say without looking at him.
"But__"
"Phillip?!" A female voice interrupts him and I'm silently grateful. Both our heads turn to the voice but Phillip visibly pales at the woman hurrying to meet us. His hold on my hand gets too tight but instead of feeling scared, a feeling of wanting to take him away before he woman reaches us takes over me. I pull my hand from his instead and take a step back when the woman reaches us.