The road left unpaved

Chapter 12: Kisses

A couple weeks go by and me and Jacob barely say a few words to each other. Our last conversation was barely four words. Maybe he just thinks I'm not interested. Except...all this avoiding each other is making me miss him. Well actually we aren't technically avoiding each other. Anyhow I miss him. I want to hug him because his hugs were the best. I'm trying to do the whole "I won't talk to you unless you talk to me first" thing and I feel like he's playing the same game. The struggle is real with boys. Maybe I shouldn't of told him I never kissed anyone before. That was kind of a lie. I wanted to sound innocent. Except its practically true. I've been kissed twice and I've kissed a boy on the cheek. I just feel like it didn't count because the cheek kiss was in second grade and the other two were dares. I guess you can call me picky, but I want a real kiss. With fireworks and full of emotion. A smile creeps on my face just thinking about a kiss so magical.

I fall asleep barely ready for bed. I was dead tired. I feel warm and cozy and start to dream. I'm walking down a familiar sidewalk all alone. Except I'm expecting someone. Jacob. I see him leaning against a auburn brick wall looking marvelous under the rays of the sun. As I come near he pull out a bouquet of roses and daises accompanied with his adorable smile. By now I am right next to him and he grabs my waist and pulls me closer. His soft lips gently press against mine and I fall under his spell hearing fireworks in my mind. We're so close now I feel his heart beat. He puts down the flowers and kisses me again. Except a little harder. Now he's kissing me and there's no more emotion involved. He's pushing himself on to me and I can't get away. He tries to pull of my jacket and I slip away. I can't run. I fall. I look up to be blinded by a street lamp because the sun is now gone. Jacobs gone. The familiar street is gone. I wake up.