Bedroom Hymns

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Chapter Two

Skylar's P.O.V

"Well I will just leave you two alone. No funny business, Jake." Ashley says in a tone that frightens me. She walks away as he long red sparkly dress drags behind her.

"God, she is such a brat." Jake says exhaling and leaning back on the swing set. We rock and I cross my legs and rock back and forth with questions I'm not sure would be appropriate for this first meeting. "I didn't know Ashley had a brother." I tell him wondering if he had run away just like Marcus had with his family.

"We're twins." He scoffs. Not proud obviously. "I hope your not like her." I mutter hoping he doesn't take it the wrong way. "That would be a bad thing." He mutters not taking it so harshly. I smile. "I didn't catch your name." He mutters after a while of silence. "Sorry, Skylar." I tell him turning to him and getting a better glimpse of his beautiful face.

"You sure are beautiful." He mutters. I cover my hand with my mouth so nothing comes out. "What?" He asks frowning. "A guy can't say your attractive?" he asks and I get chills from his velvet voice. "Not ones I don't know." I mutter uncovering my mouth. I lick my lips and bite lightly on my lip to keep from saying something stupid.

"So are you here with someone?" He asks and I can sense in his tone he came alone. "Just my cousins." I tell him not knowing what he is like, he seems nice, but my guard is up. He is so beautiful. He groans and I get butterflies. "She does this to me every time." He hums and I am hurt. Does he not want to be here with me? Then why did he stay?

"Excuse me." I say getting up irritated with his sudden mood change. "No, Skylar." He hollers but I'm too quick for him to catch up with me. I walk into the house and find the house even more crowded then when I had left. I should've never came. This was a bad idea, I knew I had a bad feeling about this. I try to find Sam or Bella but I can't seem to find any of them.

Instead of looking for them more I decide to go somewhere quiet with a drink in my hand.

I walk up the stairs and sip the bitter strong drink. I've never drank before so I'm not sure what this will do to me.

I walk up the stairs and look up and find yet another case of stairs. I decide to stay on the second floor not sure how I will get down. I feel the substance already going to my head, making everything wind together in different colors.

When your a wolf, all your senses are heightened. Its an incredible rush when you know how to control it. I try to find myself and catch myself. I go deeper into the hallway and finally find an empty room.

I don't bother knocking, who ever is in here doing moon knows what can leave.

Thankfully no one is in here. I close the door behind me and set my drink down on the side table. I fall on the bed and kick off my heels already feeling the blisters form. I lay on the bed letting the sheets feel so soft on my naked feet.

I groan and roll around on the bed forgetting all about the nice dress I had on. I think about how I reacted to Jake. I guess I kind of was being a drama queen, but why did he burst out and say that? What had I done to make him say that? He must get a lot of girls, he doesn't care about me. Why would he I just met him and he is probably just like his brat of a sister.

Stupid.

I close my eyes and try to forget all about stupid Jake and his handsome-ness and his beautiful jaw and his muscles that he looked so good in that tux. Why was he so hot, and why am I so so... Me.

I roll over on my stomach and hide my face in the pillow possibly smearing my makeup in the sheets when I hear the door creep open. "Skylar." Jake's voice is like an angels. Its hard to believe that its his.

I don't know if I'm saying anything but I feel hands on me. "Skylar." He keeps repeating my name and it sends temptation down my spine to hear my name on his lips. "Skylar are you alright?" He asks and it feels like a dream. I open my eyes and find him staring at me.

"Hmmmm." I hum then my eyes shut tightly. I feel something soft and warm on my lips. When I go to open my mouth something wet and soft enters. His tongue?! Is he kissing me? I open my eyes and feel my stomach drop. My vision finally comes clear and I see his hair drooping over me and I smile as he kisses me, not stopping.

"Skylar." He hums against my lips and he move his lips down toward my neck. "You taste so good." He mutters and I feel the heat of him rush off onto me. It feels so good. I feel his body on top of mine and his weight lays on me. I wrap my arms around his neck wanting him closer to me but knowing its impossible to be any closer.

"Skylar." He mutters once again. His lips reach the core of my throat and he licks it up and down. He wraps his hand around the nap of my neck making me arch my back. "Ohh." Jake hums once more. "Why do you taste so good?" He asks and I feel his lips on my left naked shoulder.

I feel a sharp pain in my neck but then it disapears and then returns like a pulse.

"Ow." I finally hear my voice. I must have not been saying anything before. "Skylar. I can't." His hot lips are missed on my skin. Where did he go? My eyes still glued shut, I don't feel him anymore. My hands are on my side now, I feel the silk of my dress.

"Jake?" I mutter afraid to open my eyes and not see him here. Why do I have this feeling for him?

I finaly pry them open and find myself alone in the room. I look over to the side where my cup of liquid should be, but its not. It must have been a dream. The pain in my neck is still there though. Was that make out session just a part of my fantasy with Jake?

I take a deep breath, find my shoes, fix my hair in the mirror. I look at my neck where the hot pulse is and cover my hand with it. I feel the pulse, but it also might be my pulse of my body. I feel how hot it is. I look at it one more time and it lightens up, a set of teeth lightened up with fire. It frightens me. I slam my eyes shut and then look again. Its gone.

But I still feel the hot fire pulse.

Its a little short, let me know what you think of the knew werewolf book!;D

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