You regretted wearing a dress today. You regretted ever trusting your damn weather app. You thought that today was going to be sunny day and not any rain. And when you were walking through the streets? Yeah, it wasn't sunny at all, it was getting a little chilly to be honest. Sucks for you that you didn't bring a jacket with you. But, you know what they say, right? Suffer for beauty.

And it was just the right time that you got a shiver...that you walked opposite street of a tiny red car that you recognized a little too well. Already seeing the person stepping out of the car, you wanted to walk faster, but the person, or rather Mabel, saw you faster.

"Hey, beautiful. Want a ride? You look amazing in that dress, makes your thighs stand out."

Mabel said, gently whistling while looking you up and down. You, feeling uncomfortable by her weird ass comments, you rolled your eyes.

"Hmm, how about no? I don't think I want to ever get in a car of a pervert."

You answered, your voice getting angrier by the second. Mabel was your ex who couldn't accept that you said no to a second chance. She was a drug dealer. How could you possibly want to get into a relationship again with a person who sells dangerous drugs for a living?

"Hey-Hey. I didn't mean it like that. I meant to say that you look pretty, like a goddess. I didn't meant to sound like a pervert."

She said, taking notice of your slightly shivering figure. Opening her car door and looking at you.

"Look, come into the car, beautiful. I don't want you to shiver to death."

She said, leaning against her car. She was your ex, but hell she was overprotective