Beyond temptation(#Editing#)

Chapter 23: imagination

Brooke gets back to her home in a taxi, she greets Mado in a jovial manner, then gets up to her room very happy about this day, she crosses her sister's door but after reflection, she gets back to her sister's door, forward and knocks.

The door after some seconds is opened by Wendy. Brooke smiles, asks to enter and without Wendy responding anyways, enter.

"Were you already sleeping? Ohh, I understand the night wasn't easy for you," Brooke teases while sitting on her sister's bed and crossing her legs.

" What do you want Brooke?" Wendy seems bored by the presence of her sister in her room but tries to stay calm.

" Oh, just want to congratulate you for the beautiful initiative and attempt you made tonight. I mean... Telling him what you disgustingly feel for him and, trying to kiss him." Brooke starts before getting up and continues " I can see your love for him gave you courage, but let me tell you something... For your good, stop playing and forget about our game cause you have already loose. Do you want me to tell you another thing more interesting?" Brooke comes closer to her sister and turns around her, her hands behind her back she continues what she has to say " I kissed Wayatt more than one time and do you know the best? he kisses like a Greek  God, I had never been kissed like this before and believe me, it was worth it. " She finishes in a kidding manner while biting her lower lip and gets back in front of her sister.

" Y-You kissed?" Wendy asks, her head trying to understand and focus on the ground. Not knowing how to react then ask clearly if it is the truth or not.

" Yes... So do not stress yourself anymore, he is already mine," Brooke says while crossing her sister to get out of the room but before that " oh! Remember and keep it in mine now... What is mine isn't yours, okay? Goodnight sis." Brooke smiles and gets out of her sister's room victorious of what happened.

Wendy stays in the middle of her room, wearing a pink and long nightgown. Her aspirations are blowing out of her mind, she taught he was different from the other boys surrounding her sister, she taught he would accept her no matter the seductive game her sister plays with him, she taught revealing her feelings for him was the best thing to do but now is clear he will not give a fuck of what she said. She gets to her bed and lies on it gently while taking her pillow and getting her head on it, she sobs continuously before her tears come out from her eyes and her heart squeezes with pain. "You can't be like them, I know you are different, just need me to show them."

The next day, Tuesday precisely. Everything ran well for Brooke, who was busy training her dance group and struggling to revise for her next math test. Now, it is  30minutes past 5 and Brooke is in Mackenzie's room busy preparing for Ashley's party.

" And you who said it would not fit you, look at you... You are so cute inside." Mackenzie says referring to the Pretty, short turquoise blue gown Brooke is wearing.

Brooke looks at her in the mirror and can't stop redressing her gown by strengthening it  and arranging it with her hands " yeah, sure but I feel so uncomfortable inside, I don't like gowns!" Brooke says still feeling uncomfortable in the dress.

"( Sighs heavily) baby look at you..." Mackenzie turns Brooke to the mirror and lets her admire herself " you are stunning and you will probably make the university boys regret why they left secondary school." They both chuckle at Mackenzie's joke. Brooke feels it now and wants to try the experience of wearing a gown just for this night. Mackenzie gets glad of her decision and excuses herself cause she has to check out the people present at the party " girl, you just pretty in it." Mackenzie throws her last words before getting downstairs.

Still, in the room, and with a smile hanging on her face, she admires herself in the mirror and realizes finally the beauty she is, but can't stop adjusting the gown on her cause even if she said she would make some efforts, wearing gowns isn't her cup of tea, let it be good or bad on her. She adapts the straps, then the bottom of the dress, regretting why she wore a bra under it.

While continuing to analyze herself, she feels someone's presence behind her, who is busy caressing, along her arm with his fingers delicately. She dreads a little, lifts her head slowly to the mirror and sees Wayatt behind her, dress in a black suit, his dark brown hair well curled and an irresistible perfume coming out from him. He enforces his face on her neck and leaves kisses on it, not knowing what he is doing or even why he is here, she emerges into the usual feelings he used to provide her, her heart starts knocking through her chest and she can't retain her insatiable breathing, while the boy insists in going along her arms to her shoulder, then holds delicately her neck and bites it tenderly. She gasps slowly before Wayatt to her ears says " I just have one envy..." He whispers then " to get you out of this dress and see what's under it."  Chills invade Brooke's body, habituated in seducing and not being seduced, she does not know how to react to all these multiple emotions filling her up.

" What are you waiting for then?" Brooke asks in a low tone, focusing on each of his actions while looking at him in the mirror.

He gets his dark eyes to her in the mirror and says " that you should wake up from your imagination." 

Brooke opens her eyes, surprised and still face to the mirror. She can't see him anymore behind her, she touches her skin slowly, looks behind her and caresses her arm and neck as if there are still traces of his touches on her body or kisses on her neck. She could still hear the echoes of his Latino American accent voice in the room and the imaginative odour of his body on her " I was just hallucinating,  it was just my imagination."  She repeats to herself before getting downstairs.

On the stairs cases, she thinks about what just happened while eyes are blocked on her. Mason drinking in one corner of the house with Fred and Wayatt, turns to Brooke who seems not paying attention to the regards of everyone and is busy stepping one by one still envelope in her mind.

Mason pardons himself to his friends and gets to Brooke. "Wow!" The exclamation of Mason get's Brooke out of her thoughts " you are stunning!" He adds before holding Brooke's hands and turning her " it is the first time I see you in a gown and let me tell you the results is amazing," He continues.

Brooke smirks at him and thanks him while he welcomes her for the compliment. She throws regards to all the people present at the party and gets eye contact with Wayatt, she looks at him for a while and remembers the imagination scene then runs away from his eyes contact, bites her nails nervously and asks Mason where are the girls.

" Surely in the kitchen," he answers.

Brooke thanks and separate her fingers from her mouth before rushing to the kitchen. "I just have one envy... Is to get you out of this dress and see what's under it."  Wayatt's imaginative words reason in her head again and again and all she wants is to get out of the parlour, stop hearing the music and get to a calm place.

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Brookes gown in the following lines, simple but gorgeous on her.