When we get back, I'm greeted with a cool looking queen sized bed. I don't even know how but he has a huge flat screen TV hooked to the wall. Soft pillows and rugs linger about on the floor, replacing the old straw.
"And there's even this," he points to an outlet right next to the foot of the bed.
"That's amazing!" I exclaim, hugging him with excitement. I was proud of him for the cool things he made for me as a kid, and the play sets he built with his dad. But this. . .was a whole new level of awesome! "There was something I wanted to talk about. I know this might be ruining the cool moment, but what I did earlier wasn't cool." He suddenly says, he picks me up with ease, and sets me on the edge of the bed. He sits right besides me and puts a hand on my thigh.
"What I said earlier, and the way I kinda walked out on you was not cool, and I'm terribly sorry. Why you may ask? Well, my brother said some stuff that kinda hit home base for me and I gave him a piece of my mind. I was still a little angry, but don't worry. I wasn't angry at you." He gives me s ly smile and kisses me on my forehead.
I grab his face, and kiss his soft lips. Showing no mercy, I bite his lower lip until I feel his warm blood drip onto my tongue. He grabs the back of my head and pushes me onto him, the kiss grows more and more intense. His hands go where they shouldn't and squeeze. I smirk and move my hands up his shirt, scratching his chest. He lets out a sudden moan that sends shivers up my spine.
"Get a room. Weirdos." A familiar voice calls from the mouth of the cave. I hesitate, and let go of Sparky. Our lips break from the heated make out session. Our eyes follow his jeans up yo his eyes. Sparky's brother.
"Go away, bro. You won't be doing anyone any favors just by standing there." I suddenly say, my warm smirk drowns to a hateful, and utter frown.
"Shut up, bitch. If I asked for your opinion, I would've asked." He retorted.
"This bitch has a name. And it's fucking Amari! Get IT THROUGH YOUR HEAD! YOU DON'T GET TO RUN OVER PEOPLE AND ACT ALL SURPERIOR!" I screamed.
The room goes silent. Everyone is in a state of shock by my outburst.
"Amari, I am so sorry. I didn't know that it was you on top of him. It's just-"
"No, no more excuses. The way you can tell me you are sorry by leaving." I say solemnly, and he obeys.
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The Legend Of Ghost Bear
ParanormalThey Say that it was just a rumor, a scary story that taught young kids to not stay out late or go into the woods late at night. No, I'm afraid to say that's not the case. The Legend of the Bear is far too real for reality. Follow The Bear and it's...
