"The only thing that keeps me sane is either violence or fucking... so unless you wanna bend over for me, I suggest you let me go." He whispered harshly against my neck, pressing me more against the wall with his body, making my breath hitch.
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I was still trying to come to terms with whatever had happened in the parking lot by the time I arrived home. Brandon wasn't home, thankfully. Not being in the mood to talk to anyone anyway, I went straight to my room and shut the door.
Caden had waited for me till I had gotten back to my car before roaring his bike to life and driving off in the opposite direction. At least he cared enough to make sure I safely got home instead of leaving me abandoned in the deserted parking lot.
Dumping my bag on my study chair, I shrugged off my jacket. Sitting on the bed, I again touched the spot Caden had kissed on my neck. Pulling back, I toyed with the ring on my pointer finger.
As a young girl I had a fascination with love stories. From the time I had seen my very first princess movie; Cinderella, I was hooked on the concept of finding your one true love and having your happily ever after. Seeing my parents being so in love, I also wanted that. My mother was of an Indian descent so she had been taught to wait for the one you would marry, to only be intimate with the man you love. And she had done just that. She never had a boyfriend before dad and she told me it had been worth the wait because she loved dad with all her heart.
Mamma never enforced that believe on me. But it was a decision I took for myself. I didn't want to waste my time fooling around with guys I had no future with. So when I had turned 14, I made the decision of getting a purity ring. No one except Stacey knew about it. She hadn't judged me or questioned my decision. Like a true best friend, she had supported me.
It wasn't like I was waiting for marriage or anything but I wanted my firsts to be special. To mean something to both me and the guy I shared it with. That's why I never got involved with anyone. Guys in school had stopped asking me out; because my answer was always a 'no'. Brandon was even starting to think I was interested in girls at this point.
Caden is the only guy I had allowed close to me. I've let him touch me, kiss me. Though it was just a peck on the neck, it was a kiss nonetheless. I myself had initiated touches and hugs with him. What was it about him? Caden is everything I've never wanted in a guy.
So why him?
The question that I was still trying to figure out...
Come morning, I was mentally exhausted from reading too much into my feelings about Caden.
Deciding to wear a dress today, I put on a white dress with thin straps that reached a little above mid-thigh. Pulling out a cream sweater, I put it on, not being comfortable wearing a thin strapped dress to school. Doing my makeup, I left my hair open, letting it fall down my back in long waves. Satisfied, I put on a gold necklace, put on my white vans and headed out.
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Not wanting to have breakfast, I headed straight out the front door and got into my car.
Once at school, I turned off the ignition and got out of my car. Since it was still really early, only a few students could be seen around the parking lot. Before I could make my way inside, a sleek black car stopped in front of me, halting my movement.
