Rip My Heart Out

Chapter Eleven

The unfamiliar feeling takes me by surprise. His lips press firmly into my own, his tongues slides across my bottom lip.

His eyes are closed but I keep mine open.

I'm so confused when I want him to keep kissing me, to kiss me harder. I'm not supposed to think like this. I shouldn't want this.

His movements stop at the realization that I'm not going to kiss back.

I step back from him, examining his features, he looks pleased.

"I need to leave, I need to go home." I say trying to escape Luke.

I then remember that I can't go home, I remember my uncle and my parents and Calum this morning.

I remember that it all happened because of Luke.

"I'll take you." He offers, licking his lips and I feel as if he wants to take me in a different sense of the word.

I shake my head and try to think straight. "No, I'll walk. I need you to stay away from. I need you to stop talking to me and finding me and sending me tapes and I just need you to stop."

He just laughs and shakes his head, "Fuck you." He says.

I swallow hard and pray that he can't tell that my head is still spinning from the rush of a kiss.

Before I can retort he's gone, through the trees and out of sight. I listen to the hum of his motorcycle as he drives away.

I follow the path I walked hours before and find myself in the empty church parking lot yet again. "Sorry, God." I mumble to myself.

I try to figure out how I'm going to face my parents, I'm sure my uncles told them everything by now. They probably don't want me back.

I sigh and start the walk back to my house as the sun sets behind me.