ARABELLA's POV
Love can hurt
It's painfully freighting
It's disappointing,
It's unreliable, unrealistic and flawed
It's a risky gamble that's unlikely to pay off,
And here I am, maybe or in-the- fucking-process-of,
falling in love.
Fuck me—
I was pressed against the door with my lips responding to Rhett passionately, as I was eagerly returning his infuriating yet placating demand.
The more we kissed, the more we lost ourselves into it, making it increasingly demanding.
The kiss was consuming, hungry yet sweet, teasing yet full of promise, which drive my body to new heights of ecstasy.
The concept of breathing had completely left from my rationality, because all that mattered at the time was just Rhett and I.
Just the two of us, exuding and basking in the sensational feeling of being One.
That something I'd always felt was missing inside of me was beginning to fill up.
Not his dick, you crazy readers!
I was restless and was becoming more and more breathless but not a single part of me wanted this kiss to end.
The warm feeling of lips suddenly left me, jerking me away from the blissfulness and back to reality as my hungry eyes looked at Rhett's devouring ones.
"Breath in, darling'" Rhett teased, and I hungrily inhaled to meet the needs of my stupid lungs.
"Kiss me again." I said, as I filled myself with air before looking at Rhett's amusedly stupid face in anticipation.
"With pleasure." Rhett replied with a chuckle and moved in to kiss me again.
His arms, which had me in locked in a burning embrace, moved and encircled my waist, as one of his hands went to the back of my head, as he fisted my hair before pulling me impossibly closer to himself.
Just as I was about to completely loose myself to Rhett's overwhelming kiss, again, Rhett and my phone both simultaneously started shrieking.
A curse almost left my mouth, as I reluctantly begin to part away, only to be kissed harder by Rhett, who didn't seem to care about anything else but the kiss.
Screw the phone,
We ignored the call and got back to kissing, only for our phones to start ringing again.
Rhett and I glanced at each other before sighing, as we both parted from our kiss and took out of phones.
As I answered my phone, Lucca's frantic voice met my ear causing the shattering of the blurry bubble of my dreamy world as I returned to the cruel reality.
"He has arrived, get back home as soon as possible." Lucca replied, causing my mood to drastically drop as I glared in the distance.
My gaze was drawn to Rhett's questioning one's, who was also on his phone.
"On my way." Rhett and I said at the same time, on our respective ones before disconnecting the calls.
"Who's 'He', Alexander called me and said, He's here and I needed to get back quickly." Rhett inquired, causing my eyes to narrow subconsciously in an unwavering hatred as I thought about Him.
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Revenant
Teen Fiction"She's the devil creating chaos and he's an angel seeking peace. He calms her chaos and she fuels his fire ~ they both are a match made in hell and heaven." The girl that once cared way too much about everyone and everything, no longer cared anymore...
