I was hungry.
Gio shrugged. “The movie’s about twenty minutes.”
“She’s gonna make us watch a movie?” That didn’t seem like a very good punishment. And more importantly…
My eyes narrowed on the package Gio pulled out of his pocket.
Was that chocolate?
It was!
My mouth watered as he tore open the wrapper. It was a good chocolate bar too, not like the dollar generic ones Maw Maw got from the market.
I watched as Gio lifted the candy and parted his lips, then snatched it out of his hand and quickly shoved the whole thing in my mouth. And there was a lot of it. My cheeks puffed out and it took a bit of chewing to close my lips, but it was so worth it. This was quite possibly the best piece of candy I’d ever tasted. There was an orgasm rolling through my mouth.
Gio looked over at me, “did you just steal my chocolate bar?”
“No,” I said through a mouth of chocolate.
I waited for the backlash. A smack on my ass or growled out words, but that wasn’t what I got. I was a little taken back when a laugh rolled through Gio’s chest. And not a mockingly evil laugh, but a genuine whimsical one.
His whole face lit up, making his emerald eyes seem greener somehow. I didn’t like it. He looked human. I preferred the angry, I’m going to kill you Gio. This was weird and uncomfortable, like seeing a teacher outside of school.
“Stop that.”
“Stop what?”
Why was he still smiling? “Stop being normal.”
When his eyes met mine something happened. A jolt or spark shot through my chest, causing my heart to pick up pace while something fluttered in my stomach. It was like I was seeing him for the first time. He wasn’t the brother of the man who hurt my sister. He was a beautiful man I couldn’t stop staring at.
Then it was gone.
Gio’s eyes darkened as his familiar scowl uncurled his lips. “You’ll pay for that chocolate bar later.”
“Good.” That was more like it. “And make sure it hurts.”
“Oh, I will.”
“Good.” I sat back and crossed my arms.
He did the same. “Fine.”
We sat in awkward silence for a few minutes before Sister Mary Of The Hallway came back in, pulling a cart behind her.Sitting on the top of the cart was a small box television with a built in VCR, which I only recognized because Maw Maw refused to upgrade to a DVD player. No one understood frustration until they tried to find their favorite movie on a VHS tape. Guess Gio wasn’t kidding when he said we were going to watch a movie.
The sister placed the cart in front of us, plugged the TV in and turned it on.
“Shouldn’t we get popcorn or something.”
“Shh,” she cut me off. “You will be quiet and pay attention.”
I liked movies as much as the next person, but we were missing lunch for this. Wasn’t there some rule about depriving children of food? Not that she would listen to any of my arguments.
“And when exactly are we going to eat lunch?”
That question was answered by a firm swat on my hand with a ruler.
“Ouch,” I screeched while shaking the pain away. That shit hurt.
