~Chapter 40~

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The Escape: Part 2

"I can't believe we're really doing this..." I whisper to myself. Seth takes my hand in his and intertwine our fingers. "Well believe it, baby." My head snaps up quickly. I'm so out of it, I didn't even realize that he heard me.

"Are we really doing this?" I don't know why the fuck I just said that...

Seth gives me a serious look before turning his attention back to the road. "You having second thoughts?"

Am I?

Making him go through all this for me. For a future with me. Is is all worth it in the end? Losing the financial stability that his parents provides for him to be with me...an orphan whose mother sold her to become something she wanted me to become.

Am I worth it?

He was giving up his full ride scholarship for his football career, his education, his family, his money, all for me.

To see him throw that all away without a second thought to be with me was more than I could ever feel for anyone.

I fucking love this man...

"No..."

"Then why....?"

I sigh, looking down at my hand in his on my lap. "I guess I'm just scared."

"Of what?"

I lift my head to look over his profile. From his wild blonde hair blowing in the wind, to his vibrant grey eyes, to his strong jaw that has a light dusting of facial hair to his plump, bow-shaped lips that I've felt everywhere.

"Of loosing you."

He sighs, almost like he was expecting something much more serious than that. With a quiet smile, he lifts my hand to his lips, turning my hand over to place a kiss inside the palm of my hand. "I'm not going anywhere."

I smile at the determination in his voice. My heart feels like it's going to burst with happiness at how much I've grown to love him. In just a few months I've fallen for a guy I never thought would be mine.

Seth exists off the main road, going down a road we called the Silent Zone. It was next to Wooldon Creek, where my mother's body was found.

No one dared travelled on this road because of how lonely it was. Thick bushes and trees lined both side of the road, making it hard for sunlight to shine through. It was the shortest route to take to get out of town, which was perfect for us.

"You know, I had a crazy crush on you."

Seth laughs at my random statement, shaking his head. "Since when?"

I could feel the familiar burn rise to my cheeks. "Freshman year."

"Damn....and here I thought I was working so hard for your heart."

I laugh and lightly tap him on the chest. His eyes twinkle at me in mischief and happiness and on overwhelming sense of pride filled my chest knowing that I'm the one that made him feel that way.

"It's true though....I was drawn to you. The way you carried yourself, how different you seem compared to everyone else who was considered popular. You were just being...you."

He smiled. "I'm glad you saw more to me than anyone did. I hated the attention and all that stuff they made being popular out to be. It was a nightmare honestly."

"Was it because of your parents?"

He shrugged. "Maybe. But the fact that I had money was a huge factor."

"And your not ugly." I threw in.

He laughs again, the sound warming me up inside. "That too."

He leans over puckering his lips playfully. "Gimme kiss." I laugh pulling him closer to me by the chin. I planned on it being a quick peck, but Seth had other plans.

His tongue sweeps into my mouth, curling against mine. A moan slips past my lips as he sucks on my bottom lip. and I squirm in my seat. The familiar build up tightening in my lower stomach. I reluctantly pull away, caressing his jaw. "Later, I promise." I whisper against his now swollen lips.

"I'm holding you to that," he says, giving me a sexy wink.

This is all I needed. His laughter to bring my spirits up again...his whole aura to make me feel safe, beautiful, wanted and loved. Like I meant more; all the things I never thought I'd feel again when my father passed away.

He was all I needed.

"Fuck..." Seth curses, banging his hand on the staring wheel.

I watch him in confusion as he slowly pulls the car to a stop. "What's wrong?" His face is set to stone ahead of us, his whole body tense. I follow his gaze and it was like I could feel my heart drop all the way down to my toes. The happy atmosphere that we created seemed to have vanished like it was never here to begin with.

There in front of us, was a shit load of Escalades parked neatly in rows, blocking us from going any further. It must be like ten or fifteen of them!

All the breath got knocked out of me when one of the car door opens and both Dimitri and Domani got out.

Oh fuck...

"He's a twin....?" I hear Seth mutter in shock.

I look down in shame, hating myself for not telling him the most important thing. "I'm sorry." Seth's gaze snaps to mine, and the frown on his face wasn't helping the building guilt I had at all. "You knew?"

I look away. "Yes..."

"Damnit, Raven! Why didn't you tell me?"

"I'm sorry." That's the only thing I could think of to say right now. My mind is running a mile a minute with too many questions that needs to be answered. Yeah, like how the fuck did they know we'd be here?

Seth sighs, running his hand through his hair. "It's okay, that's not important right now."

I look into his clouded eyes. He looks as lost as I felt. "What are we going to do?"

He looks away. "I don't know...."

I'm startled when I hear his voice echo throughout the lonely road. "Step outside the vehicle, Tessero."

I clench my eyes shut, feeling my eyes burn with tears. No, no, no, no! We were so happy! We were almost there!

"I...I don't want to go." I cried, tightening my hold on his hand.

"Shh...babe it's okay. You're okay. I'm not going to let them hurt you." I shake my head frantically. He doesn't seem to get it. They won't hurt me. Dimitri needs me. It's him I'm worried about.

"What about you?! I...I can't loose you!" I'm damn near on the verge of hyperventilating when I see the car doors open and bunch of body guards step out. Five of them were making their way to our car that was only a few feet away.

My heart breaks when the tears start falling from Seth's eyes."Then that's the price I'm willing to pay for loving you." His large, warm hands caress my cheeks, his expression soft.

"No!"

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