After my boyfriend bought a new car, he suddenly got a "commuter buddy." He drove her to work and back, rain or shine. This "buddy" also started decorating the car interior like she owned it. She put her favorite air fresheners in the car, threw away the flats I kept in the passenger seat, and replaced them with her size. One stormy day, I waited alone at my office entrance for an hour before my boyfriend leisurely drove up with his "buddy." The girl sat in the passenger seat, smiling as she apologized to me: "Sorry, sis, I eat slowly and delayed your boyfriend from picking you up. Please don't be mad." Before I could speak, my boyfriend affectionately flicked her forehead: "Sarah is very mature, unlike you, needing to be coaxed just to eat. You're like a child who won't grow up." 1 It was storming, lightning and thunder crashing outside. I stood at the entrance of my office building, anxiously waiting for my boyfriend, Ethan, to pick me up. In this extreme weather, Uber and Lyft were impossible to get. Colleagues around me were complaining about wait times of at least half an hour. With my car in the shop for maintenance, I suddenly felt grateful that I had bought a car for Ethan last month. At least in this moment, it was coming in handy. I waited and waited. Colleagues around me left one after another until I was the only one left. Finally, Ethan's car leisurely approached from the distance. The window rolled down, and Ethan said to me, "Sarah, sorry for the wait." Saying that, he unlocked the back door for me. "Hop in." I leaned forward and realized there was already a girl with long hair and a round face sitting in the passenger seat. The rain was getting heavier, so I had to bend down and sit in the back, closing my umbrella as I got in. "Hey, water, water, water," the girl in the passenger seat turned around, pointing at my closed umbrella, frowning as she reminded me, "Please put the umbrella directly by the door when you close it, otherwise the rain will get everywhere. This car was just bought a month ago, the seats are real leather." Her tone, as if she were the owner, annoyed me. I've always been straightforward, so I looked at her with amusement. "Miss, this is my boyfriend's car. Even if it gets soaked, it's our business. What are you worried about?" The girl looked a bit embarrassed. Ethan quickly got in the car and admonished me, "She just cherishes our car and gave a kind reminder. Don't be so fierce to her." I looked at him. "So she is?" "Oh, her," Ethan unbuckled his seatbelt. "I mentioned her to you. My commuter buddy, Zoe. Zoe works at my company and happens to live in our complex. Since it's on the way, I give her a ride. Just doing a good deed." Cars behind us were honking like crazy. Ethan was a bit rushed, but his seatbelt wouldn't click in. Zoe leaned over and thoughtfully helped him buckle it. Only then did she turn sideways, smiling as she apologized to me, "I'm so sorry, Sarah. I shouldn't have been this late. It's all my fault for eating slowly and delaying your boyfriend from picking you up. Please don't be mad." "What are you thinking?" Ethan controlled the steering wheel with one hand and knocked her forehead with the other. "Sarah is much more mature than you. Unlike a certain 'Little Chubby Zoe,' who needs to be coaxed just to eat." "I just didn't have an appetite because of my period today," Zoe retorted, reaching out to ruffle Ethan's hair. "And I've told you so many times, don't call me that in front of outsiders. I'm not chubby!" 2 Zoe indeed wasn't fat. Just a bit of baby fat, making her look very naive and cute. When she puffed up her cheeks, Ethan even took the opportunity to pinch her face. The two of them flirted like no one else was there. I zoned out for a moment, savoring Zoe's word "outsider." Yes, right now I truly felt like an outsider. Oh no, "clown" would be more accurate. After Ethan got the car, I heard him mention his commuter buddy. "Sarah, no time for breakfast, I'm leaving first. Little Chubby Zoe is waiting for me at the gate." "Little Chubby is getting off work late today, I'll wait for her a bit, so I'll be home late." "Babe, Little Chubby Zoe from our company praised your sandwiches today, said she wants to taste your cooking again. Can you make an extra portion tomorrow?" Little Chubby, Little Chubby Zoe. I never thought this nickname would belong to a girl. For the past month, Ethan willingly acted as her free chauffeur. Picking up and dropping off Zoe every day, more punctual than Uber. Even in such terrible weather today, knowing I was waiting for him in the cold wind, he waited for Zoe to finish eating in the cafeteria before leisurely driving his commuter buddy to pick up me, his girlfriend. 3 Seeing my silence, Ethan asked with concern, "Sarah, why aren't you talking?" "Sarah, are you frozen speechless?" Zoe also tilted her head, looking at me innocently. "On the way here, I checked the weather. It's freezing today, and raining. In such cold weather, please don't catch a cold, or I'll feel guilty to death." As soon as she finished speaking, I sneezed. "Really frozen?" Ethan observed my face through the rearview mirror, nagging incessantly. "You, your health is getting worse and worse. Just a little wind and you're like this. I tell you to run with me every morning, but you're never willing." "I have Vitamin C here." Zoe quickly took out a box of Vitamin C from her bag and handed it back to me. "Here, Ethan bought this for me. He said it boosts immunity. Sarah, take two quickly." Ethan was a health nut and did have a habit of morning runs. When we first moved to this complex, Ethan was enthusiastic about asking me to run in the morning, but I refused every time with the excuse of sleeping in. Later, he just gave up. Every change of season, I caught colds easily, so Ethan would often stock up on Vitamin C for me. A few days ago, the vitamins at home ran out. I stared expressionlessly at the exquisitely packaged vitamins Zoe handed me. The Vitamin C Ethan bought for me was always the cheapest generic bottle from the pharmacy, two dollars a pop. I once complained it was too cheap, but he said cheap was enough, and expensive ones were just overpriced scams for fools. But what he bought for Zoe was imported stuff costing nearly a hundred dollars a bottle. Hmm, so my boyfriend is willing to be someone else's fool? 4 I didn't take the vitamins, but looked around. My gaze fell on the cushions. I like minimalist style. The solid-colored cushions originally in the car had all been replaced with blue Stitch cushions. I frowned and asked, "Where are the solid-colored cushions I bought?" "Those..." Ethan coughed lightly. "They're all in the trunk." Zoe said in surprise, "Huh? Were those cushions bought by you, Sarah? They were so ugly, I thought the dealership gave them away. I just threw them in the trash yesterday." ...Turns out people really laugh when they are speechless. I had been busy with work lately and hadn't used this car. Until this moment, I didn't realize the car's interior had completely changed. In front of the passenger seat that originally belonged to me, Zoe had stuck a cartoon air freshener, emitting a cheap perfume smell. The charm I hung on the rearview mirror was wrapped with a colorful hair tie that didn't belong to me. Even the nickname of the car system was changed from "Sarah's Car" to "Ethan & Zoe's Car." The interior, changed beyond recognition, displayed the taste of Ethan's commuter buddy everywhere. And I looked like an outsider hitching a ride. 5 Just then, Zoe looked at the GPS and pouted, complaining, "Traffic jams on rainy days are so annoying, especially detouring to pick someone up. Sitting in the car makes me want to change out of my heels." Ethan naturally replied, "Then change. Aren't your flats in the back?" Zoe nodded, pointing behind her seat and saying to me, "Sarah, pass me the flats behind this seat." Following her direction, I saw a pair of white flats. My face instantly turned colder. "Where are the black flats I originally put here?" "Oh my, were those shoes yours, Sarah?" Zoe was surprised again. "I was wondering when a pair of such big and old-fashioned shoes appeared here. So sorry, Sarah, I accidentally threw those away too. How about I ask Ethan to buy you an identical pair?" Good, very good. I wanted to endure until we got home and then settle accounts with Ethan. But I never expected someone could be this shameless! If I could tolerate this, I'd change my last name to hers! "Change shoes, right?" I snatched two tissues from the box, bent down, and picked up those shoes as if picking up trash. Then I smashed them hard onto Zoe. "Fine, change! Change them!" "Ah—" Zoe screamed. Dodging, her face was scratched by the pointed toe of the shoe. Zoe immediately covered her wound in a panic. "Zoe!" Seeing this, Ethan stopped the car abruptly and leaned over to Zoe anxiously. "Are you hurt? Let me see." Zoe moved her hand away from her face tearfully. "Ethan, am I disfigured? Boohoo, it hurts." Seeing the scratch on Zoe's chin, Ethan turned his head furiously to look at me. "Sarah, what do you want? Zoe just asked you to pass her shoes, why did you go crazy for no reason!" 5 (Continued) Without a word, I grabbed everything within reach and smashed it at Ethan, one after another. "Pass shoes, right? I've grown this big and haven't even passed shoes to my own mother. What is she to deserve me passing her shoes? "I really gave you too much face, letting you two dance around in my car!" I paid for this car for Ethan. Last month, Ethan found a new job. Because he was still on probation, working 996 (9am-9pm, 6 days/week) was very hard. I felt sorry for him, so I paid for a new electric vehicle for him. New EVs have city driving assist and camping modes. Originally, I thought having this car would make his commute easier. And during lunch breaks, he could have a private space to rest. But I never expected he would turn around and find a commuter buddy, not only being inseparable every day but also letting this buddy play the green tea bitch (act innocent but manipulative) in front of me and show off. Seeing I was still relentless, Ethan raised an arm to shield Zoe, raising his voice. "Are you done yet? In the end, we are just commuting together, that's all. "And I met her on the road twenty days ago. Seeing a little girl looking pitiful, I invited her to commute with me. She didn't even ask for it!" Hearing this, I stopped and calmly picked up my bag that had fallen by the seat. "Oh, so just commuting together. Then make her get the hell out of the car now. She's an eyesore." "It's raining outside. Do you have to make it difficult for a little girl?" Ethan said calmly. "Starting tomorrow, I promise she won't be on my commute anymore." "It's raining outside, so what?" I chuckled, raising an eyebrow. "This is my car. Do I need to pick a lucky day to make an outsider get the hell out of my car?" Zoe, shielded behind Ethan, seemed angry. "Sarah, I heard from Ethan that you are five or six years older than us, almost thirty. "I don't know if your menopause came early. "But if it really came early, take your meds. I'm not your punching bag."
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