I'm kissing Wesley.
He's kissing me.
Oh my gosh, we are kissing.
My eyes widen in shock, that I push him back, this action surprising him that he staggers back.
" What the hell did you do that for?!"
" I told you already, " he says, breathing hard.
" Well, you just stole my first kiss." I say, trying to regain normal breathing.
" That was your first........" He doesn't finish the sentence, but gapes at me.
" Don't act so surprised, some of us don't lock lips with the whole nation." I roll my eyes at him
" And you think I have?" He quirks his brow, pointing at himself.
I shrug my shoulders, walking past him to sit on the edge of the bed. He pulls a chair close to the bed, sits on it and just stares at me. Silence envelopes us.
"Can I just say something, " he says after a while.
Thank god, because it was getting pretty awkward now.
" Sure." I gesture for him to go on.
" Not that it matters, but your lips are really soft." What?
" Uh, okay. " I've never felt so awkward in my life, I'm missing the cricket sounds right now. " Good to know, " I say, rising up to my feet.
" No I - what I meant was ---------" He stops mid sentence when there's a knock downstairs.
" Stay here. " I tell him, heading for the door.
" Expecting someone, maybe your boyfriend?" I throw a glare his way.
" If I had one, the whole world would know by now." I say, getting out of the room.
" What are you doing here? " I question Callie, who stands outside my door.
" Can't I visit a friend?" I arch my brow at her. " Okay fine, I was feeling bad about what happened at school."
" Oh, you mean spying for your friend?" I say.
" I wasn't - look, I'm sorry if I came off as if I'm prying, but I was just curious, and in my defence, I'm not the only one who's wondering about what's going on between you too."
Damn teenagers.
" Well there's nothing, we're just friends."
Her brows quirk up.
" Since when?" She asks, sounding surprised.
" Since those who claim to love and admire him, decided to prod and pry, instead of helping a fellow student !" My voice rises up a level.
She blinks a couple of times, taken aback by my outburst.
She opens and closes her mouth, words not coming out.
" It's late and I should hit the sack, I'm pretty beat." I say, hinting that I'm done with this conversation.
" Right........I guess I should go." She says , turning away from me and starting down the porch.
I feel bad now.
" Hey!" I call her.
She glances over her shoulder at me." We haven't had Thursday Shake in a while, I'm kind of low on the sweetness." I shrug with a small smile.
Her face lights up. " Well, I'm free tomorrow, " she suggests.
I nod, telling her it's okay.
" Okay." With that, she walks off.
I watch her retreating back for a few seconds before closing the door.
" Spying huh?" I jump, jerking around to face him.
" Couldn't you just stay where I told you to?" I say to Wesley, who's seated on the stairs.
" And miss your little convo?"
" And he dares not deny eavesdropping." I say loudly to no one, making my way to join him on the stairs.
I settle down one step lower.
" So, they believe there's something going on between us."
I nod.
" Well, let's give them what they want."
" What?" I frown at him.
" Let's just date, well, we won't be a real couple, we'll just pretend to be one."
" Haha, no."
" Alright, they'll continue assuming then." He sing songs.
" Let them, I don't care," I say, looking ahead.
" You seemed to care when your friend was here, " I glance up at him." You defended me."
" Because you're my friend and nothing more." I tell him, rising to my feet and heading up to my room.
" Your friend, huh?" He says in the doorway.
I keep silent, digging in my closet for my PJs.
" You know, I've seen enough of you today, so get lost." I tell him, walking past him to the bathroom.
Aiden's words ring in mind, reminding me of his concerns. I don't know why I think of this, or maybe I do.
I've spent more time with Wesley in a day, then I've done with my brother. It had been so long since I've had time to myself, with my own thoughts. It's all Wesley or Luis, constantly in my mind, I'm either paranoid about bumping into Luis or that Wesley is possibly risking his life somewhere.
I'm pretty beat in deed.
Returning back in my room, I'm surprised to see him still here.
"Let me guess, you have more things to vent about." I say, his head gazing up from a magazine he's been reading .
" Nope."
" So will you finally tell me why you're really here?" I ask, discarding the big pillows from the bed, as I prepare for bed.
" I don't want to see him." I'm pretty sure he's talking about Jack.
" You can't ignore him forever." I say.
" I can try, " he shrugs his shoulders, crossing his arms.
" He's your dad."
" He's no one to me, " he grumbles.
" So what, you're just going to be angry with him forever? " I say.
" You don't know what he did!" He argues.
I decide to not say anything, to not argue back, because we won't get anywhere and I'm exhausted.
I sigh, getting inside the covers and leaning my back against the headboard.
He sighs. " Could I stay here for tonight? "
I don't know why I'm not surprised, maybe it's me being tired.
" One night." I warn, holding up my finger, before getting out of bed, throwing a pillow and an extra blanket his way.
I stifle a laugh when the pillow hits his head, where I earn a glare from him.
Good thing I have a fluffy rug in my room, he won't be too uncomfortable.
" Switch off the lights when you're done." I say, getting back in bed, pulling the covers up to my neck.
There's a moment of silence before he calls me again.
" Chloe? "
" Hmm?"
" Thanks."
" Yeah, yeah yeah......." I pretend to be nonchalant about it, though a small smile makes its way onto my face, just before I'm lulled into sleep.
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I feel him come close to my hunched over body, at the corner of the room. Fear grips at me, pricking my bones, and a cold shiver running up and down my spine.
He's back again and he's back to kill.
" I told you I'd find you," he says, standing just a few feet from me, looking down at my half conscious brother.
If he does anything more, he'll surely kill him.
Aiden is almost unrecognizable, all bloody and almost unmoving.
I can't even call out to Aiden, my throat has tightened, words are not coming out.
" I'm going to teach you a lesson, you'll never ever run away from me again!" He growls.
All of a sudden, he starts kicking at Aiden, whose low groans of pain could be heard in the silence, besides Luis's kicks.
'Stop,' I call out, my voice sounding hoarse.
He doesn't stop, his kicks becoming more hard.
' Stop, please!'
The more I call out for him to stop, the more he kicks at Aiden. I'm afraid that he's near death.
I crawl towards them, just as Luis steps back to catch a breath. Luis looks down at Aiden and I, and he smirks, he steps forward with his foot coming down on my figure that's covering Aidens body.
" Aah!" I scream, waiting for the hit.
" Chloe!" I'm jolted awake with a shake.
My eyes pop open and I gasp for air, my chest heaving up and down, sweat dripping down my chest.
" Chloe?....Hey, hey, are you okay?" A hand pats softly on my cheek, knocking me back to my senses.
I blink twice, staring up at the person who has just come into view, almost hovering over me. " Wesley?" I question, wanting to be sure, because he's the last person I saw before sleeping.
" Yeah, it's me, " he answers in a whisper, his warm breath fanning my face as he leans close.
"I had a bad dream, didn't I?" I ask, my own voice being low in a whisper.
" Yeah," he chuckles, nodding against my forehead.
" What's so funny?"
" You still to try punch me even in your dreams, you're dangerous woman."
" You should run for the hills then."
" Where's the fun in that?" I chuckle at that.
There's a moment of silence, with us remaining in the same position, none of us moving.
" I should kick you out of my bed." I tell him, though I don't make a move.
" Why don't you?"
" I don't know."
A kiss is planted on both my cheeks, before he returns to rest his forehead against mine.
" What are you doing?" I question, though I have an idea on his intentions.
" I don't know, " he says, before his lips connect with mine.
I stir awake, stretching on my bed.My hand makes contact with the cold, an empty side. Opening my eyes, it's confirmed that there's no one else but me. He must have gone in the early morning, well, I don't have to worry about my brother finding him in here, because it would have been a very loud morning, with Aiden yelling and wanting to get his hands on Wesley.I wouldn't want my brother to get the wrong idea, Wesley and I are just friends, who happen to have kissed more than once. I totally blame it on exhaustion, for the other two kisses.I try not think of the last one, there was no rush, no force, but just us kissing. No words could really explain why we let it happen, it just did. Neither one of us seemed to have an after shock or regret, we simply kept silent and went to sleep.One may think I'd be embarrassed or would be blushing like any other teen, but I'm not. I guess I'm not normal then.
I'm not one to go out much, but today, I decided to do that with Callie. I felt bad last night, after she came to apologise about what happened at school. I might have been irritated at first, basically raising my voice at her, but I couldn't be angry for long.I can't deny that it was getting pretty annoying with the occasional questions about Wesley and me. I mean, couldn't they mind their own business?Unfortunately no.I believe things might get worse from here on out, not that I expect anything less, with Wesley still being the talk of the school even when he's not doing anything. Wesley and I have just started out on our friendship and I have to say, that it's a lot more weird then I thought.We've certainly gone beyond friendship when we kissed, and I can't really find a reason as to why we did, not that we talked about it. It's like it never happened the next day and I was happy we didn't talk abou
" You have got to be kidding me." I mumble, looking at the local pub in front of us.This is one of the most popular ones here in Rivermead, with occasional visits from bikers. It can get crowded sometimes and they aren't so easy to persuade on the under age.It would be a hard thing to do. You'd have to do something in order to get in, maybe know someone, just to be let in.How was Wesley able to get in, is my question.I just hope he doesn't land himself into trouble." Any idea on how we can get in?" I ask, glancing between Fin and the entrance, blocked by the bouncer.He looks scary enough over here, I can't imagine being in front of him." I know someone ----------"He tells me, busy texting furiously on the phone." Who?"He doesn't answer me but continues on texting, before I can question him again,
The drive had been silent , neither one of us speaking. Fin had offered his place for us to crash for the night, his parents were away for two weeks. I could have said yes and stayed over, but I just needed my own bed right now.Arriving at his double story house, I helped him with Wesley, till he was settled in the spare room. I didn't know how he'd feel, waking up at Fin's house, since they weren't in speaking terms, but I knew that it was better than being at his house, where he was doing all he could to avoid his father.Though I am mad at him, I couldn't do that to him.I sit silently, waiting with a vegetable pack against my cheek. My mind is still wrapped around what had transpired between Owen and me. I still can't believe he did this to me, he actually raised his hand on me, even after knowing perfectly well, what I've gone through with Luis.The one person who I considered a father figure in my l
The feeling of being watched, stirs me awake. Right when my eyes open, I'm met with the sight of Wesley, wait, let me rephrase that, a glaring type of Wesley seated on a stool, just by the coffee table. He's watching me and someone else.Realization of the current position I'm in, knocks me back to my senses and I slowly rise to my feet." No, you do not get to look at us like that, after we ---------"" You're spooning, " he says so quietly, it's scary." So what? " He raises his brow." We weren't spooning, we fell asleep."He scoffs at that." Damn, I hadn't slept so nice in a long time. Ouch." Fin says behind me, making me tense up.Wesley getting off the stool grabs my attention, and watching him take threatening steps towards us, has me narrow my eyes at him." So what if we were spooning? It's not like ---------"
I hear them come down the stairs before I see them. Appearing from the kitchen doorway, the first thing I notice is them coming down side by side, with no sign of tension.They've been up there in Fin's room for almost 30 minutes, and I didn't mind waiting, with the time used to do what was needed. I just hope that the talk served as an opening for more chats to come.Wesley is the first to notice me. He stops in his tracks, making Fin to do the same, as well as to quirk his brow at my hand with a bowl of cereal." Sorry, I was hungry, " I try to say." And you didn't think to make some for me? " Wesley says, with a teasing tone but I ignore him." Um, when you're ready, could you take me home?" I ask Fin." Yeah....Sure." He trails off, glancing between Wesley and me.I think he can sense the tension between us.I turn around, heading back to the kitchen. I take a seat on the stool and continue on eating." You have eve
They haven't stopped calling me, Aiden and Owen. I haven't had the guts to answer either one of them because of what happened last night. The images are vivid and my heart still hurts from the betrayal.If only Aiden knew the reason behind me not answering, he'd surely feel the same way, and his reaction would be totally different from mine. Owen hurt me and I don't want to see him right now.I'm still shocked by his actions, how he could even react in such a way and have no regret right after. It's as if all time I'd expressed or spilled about what that bastard did to me, did not matter to him.I'm so confused, but not enough to seek answers right now.A clear mind, that's what I need.Something to clear my mind off things is what Wesley intended on providing for me. I'd already told him about not feeling up to heading home just yet, and like the friend he is, no further discussion was ne
My heart thuds against my chest when I notice him leaning in again.I push at his chest, my hands resting there ." Where's the bathroom? " I ask."Let me show you." He says, eyes closed." No, I- I'll look for it myself. " I mutter, moving from under his outstretched arm and heading over to the pile of clothes on the bed." I didn't know what you would have preferred, so ------------ "" So you brought the whole closet." I tease him, trying to lighten the mood." Too much?" He comes over to stand next to me, peeking a look at me as he rubs at the back of his neck.I nod, an amused smile coming onto my face.I start looking through the clothes, only to notice a piece of lace. I turn to face him with a raised brow, holding up a piece of lingerie in between my fingers.I swear, that I've never seen so much red on a guy's cheeks, like right now, when he takes note of what's in my hand." Anita gave me th