Realm of Noah

Chapter 12

18th November 2019

RENEE

I'm growing insane.

A few days ago, I'd lost all control, hurling the meditation stimulator through my room like an animal, and crying about it for three days straight.

Today, I found myself kissing Oliver right on the lips, supposedly because I wanted to save him, from Chantelle.

Who am I kidding? I've been wanting to kiss him ever since I've set my eyes on him.

I just didn't know that I would do it within a week.

It lasted for a brief second, a mere brush of his soft lips against mine, but the sparks flew tremendously, making me glow bright red like a traffic light. To my surprise, I found Oliver smiling against my mouth, before he gently released me, staring at me like he was proud of what I'd done.

"You-" Chantelle snarled at me. "How dare you-"

"That's what you get for claiming you knew my brother Mike," I found myself glaring wickedly at her.

Who was I and where was Renee Durvont?

"I did know him!" Chantelle shrieked. "And you have no right to Oliver-"

"Chantelle, I don't belong to you," Oliver spoke up, his eyes hardening with hatred.

"You don't belong to her either," She shrieked back.

Oliver wrapped an arm around my waist, sending a shower of tingles. I couldn't understand the effect he was having on me, the way his touch felt so familiar, it ached.

"Really?" He challenged. "Guess what? She's the girlfriend I've been telling you about."

I did my best to hide my surprise at his words.

"You're lying," She complained.

"We don't need to explain ourselves to you," I told her.

"Or anyone else for that matter," He said firmly, his jaw sticking out.

"Goodbye, Chantelle," I said, tugging the sleeve of his hoodie. Oliver took the cue, and we left the scene, his hand still on my waist.

He didn't let go until we reached the next period five minutes late, and our teacher glared us quietly into our seats.

As proud as I felt for saving Oliver, I couldn't help but think about Noah, and how I'd cheated on him by kissing Oliver. I pressed my lips together, trying to swallow the tears that were threatening to spill from my eyes.

How could I even explain what I felt? This crazy attraction towards Oliver, like he was all I'd ever wanted.

And my Noah was dying in the Pit of Darkness, taunted by Johannes and dreaming about the perfect Renee Durvont who had just cheated on him.

I've doubted it before, but now, I know for sure.

I don't deserve a guy like Noah Stark. He was too good for me, just like I'd been anticipating all along. It had been too good of a dream come true.

And I messed it up like I always did.

A note was passed onto my table, with weirdly familiar handwriting that said, "Thank you, Renee. - Oliver."

I looked at him, giving me a thumbs-up, his dimple shining on his cheek.

I nodded, pocketing his note and trying to avoid his alluring gaze for the rest of the period.

Once the class was over, Oliver walked straight up to me, looking like he wanted to say something.

I beat him to it.