Unexpected you

Chapter 14

Are you seriously not coming to the party, Chayenne? Everyone is going to be there and Diane is expecting you. COME ON! Elaina nags as she slips on her beautiful red heels. I'm just not up for it E. I really do need to stay home and prepare for my G.E.D test on Thursday. I'm sorry Elaina... maybe next time, okay? That's what you said the last time Chy. I just rather take this time to study. You know how hard it is for me to study when Sofie's here. I'll regret not taking advantage of the fact that mother has agreed to take her for the weekend once again. And besides.... you know how badly I want to pass the test on the first try. And I will be so angry at myself if I have to retake the test. Fine, since you put it that way... I'll stop asking. But I really want you to come to the next one, Chayenne. You've turned me down the last two times so I won't be taking no for an answer again. I promise... I'll go to the next party. I tell her as I watch her make her way down the steps and into Tony's car.

As I waive goodbye to my best friend, I can't help but to feel extremely guilty. I've never lied to Elaina, but I just did. I really don't need to study, and I'm fully prepared to take my test on Thursday, thanks to all the reading and preparation I've done in the past month. But honestly, I just wasn't in the mood for a party. It's crazy to think of how drastically my life has changed In the past year. I've gone from being a homebody to partying every other weekend and I confess, it's become a bit too much for me. At first, I enjoyed every minute of my nights out with Elaina, and I definitely loved making new friends. But lately, it's just too repetitive and I don't think I'm okay with my state the following day. Hangovers are no fun.
The last party I went to, I sat on the sofa counting floor tiles while all my friends made out with their special someone. Sure... I danced a bit and there were a few good laughs, but mostly, I just couldn't wait to leave. But I was stuck there. Waiting on Elaina to take me back home. I'm aware that this wouldn't be a problem if I knew how to drive, and the fact that I haven't taken the time to learn, makes me curse myself out. I hate having no control of my time or feeling stuck somewhere I don't want to be.

Damn..... this house is too quiet. More than I'm used to and it's kinda creeping me out. I just keep looking over my shoulders every time I hear a little noise. It's definitely not the relaxing vibe I had hoped for and to top things off, Im feeling bored and I'm not sure what to do with myself. Maybe I should get some house work done. Yes!... I can pass the time cleaning. It really does put me in a better mood. As I make my way around the apartment trying to figure out a starting point, I realize that there's absolutely nothing for me to clean. The bathroom and kitchen are in top shape and my room is spotless. Oh great!What the hell am I going to do now? I should have gone with Elaina. I think as I stare out the window into a quiet and empty street. No..... I made the right choice to stay home. I have no interest in being out there and I really am done with parties at the moment.

As I fix myself a nice cold glass of tea, I realize that the only thing for me to do, is to study. So I start laying my books, notebook and pencils, out on the living room table and begin to go over my notes. Unfortunately, fifteen minutes into my studying, I find that I'm not able to stay focused. A walk!....that's it! I'll take a shower, slip on a summer dress and go for a walk. That's a great idea! It's a comfortable evening and the weather is perfect for a stroll. And hopefully, when I get back, I'll be able to focus on my studies. The weather this past week has been so hot and uncomfortable. Because of this, we've done nothing but stay inside. Lounging around in the living room because it's the only room in the apartment with an air conditioner. So... a little fresh air might do me some good. Maybe I'll stop off at the ice cream shop and pick up one of those chocolate covered cones I'm so obsessed with.

Forty eight minutes later, I'm bathed, dressed and I've styled my hair. I grab my keys and head out the door, and notice that my neighborhood is quite empty. It's peaceful, so I decide to take the long way towards the ice cream shop and I'm not regretting the choice. It really is a beautiful night, and the crisp breeze is amazing! Im humming along to the music that's blasting from the apartment building up ahead, when I turned the corner and find myself face to face with Lucas. You have got to be fucking kidding me! Out of anyone I could have ran into right now—It had to be Lucas? Okay.... now I'm convinced that the universe is trying to play one big joke on me. Why am I always running into him during times I don't need to be? To top things off, I can't fake that I didn't see him. That would be so rude and awkward since we're literally standing just a few feet away from each other.

Chayenne... He says in a low tone. I stop and lock eyes with him but I can't say a word, as my breathing has made it hard for me to speak. Hi. He continues as he gauges my movements. I'm surprised to see him here at all. I was certain that he would be at tonight's party because according to Elaina, everyone we knew from the neighborhood would be there. As I finally bring myself to greet Lucas, I silently wonder if that was the real reason why I chose not to go to tonight's party. Deep inside, did I fear he would be there as well? It's been a while. How have you been? He asks and breaks me away from my thoughts. His voice is a bit shaky, nervous, but oh man.... it's still so sexy. He's right. I hadn't seen him since the night Jason spoke to him about me. The night when he left abruptly, leaving his whole drink behind. That was nearly a month ago. I'm doing great! I reply. You? I... he starts to say, then stops and begins to scratch the back of his head. "Oh oh" Here we go. Once again I've made him uncomfortable. This time, without even trying.

Maybe I should take this time to apologize while I have the opportunity. I hate that I'm the cause for someone feeling so damn uncomfortable, and I don't want to be the reason he continues to stay away. I'm so sorry Lucas. I say in a calm tone and as sincere as I am able to sound. I know I'm the reason you haven't come around and I feel so bad about that. Suddenly, I feel a rush of guilt and embarrassment taking over, and so I bring my head down. Staring at my feet, as I continued with my apology. Im sure you feel that you would have been better off not having spoken to me at all. I don't know why I continue to make things weird for us. I don't mean to, and I really am sorry. Lucas chuckles then lifts my head up by my chin. He gazes into my eyes, smiles and takes one step forward. My stomach knots as I try to deal with how close we are standing to each other. A few inches separate us and I can feel the warmth of his body and his minty breath on my face. Fuck! I wish I could tell you, Cheyenne. I want to tell you so badly. He blurts out. He sounds quite frustrated and I'm suddenly aching to know what he's holding back.

What is it that he wishes he could tell me? His words confuse me and I have to know what he means by them.... now! Tell me what? I asked. As I stare into those wonderful blue eyes. My heart is beating so fast and loud, that I wonder if he could hear the loud thumps taking place inside of my chest. But he doesn't answer and just stands there looking at me. Lucas. I say in a breathy tone. Immediately, I bring both hands up to cover my mouth. I sounded so desperate for him and I'm positive that he caught that. Lucas removes his hands from his pockets and grabs a hold of my wrists. Holding on to them as if he were trying to save me from falling. This silence is lingering for longer than I can stand, and I don't know what to do. This is without a doubt becoming the most intense moment between us, and now, Im regretting my choice to step out for a walk. Suddenly, I'm aware that we are standing in plain view, and anyone we know could drive by at any moment and see us. But I can't walk away. I need to know what he meant when he said he wished he could tell me.

Would you like to walk with me to get some ice cream? I bravely ask. Hoping this would break the tension and ease the situation. I'm not really in a ice cream mood. He answers. But...I can take you somewhere better if you let me. He says as he reaches for my hand and threads his fingers around mine. As I stand there, once again swallowed by confusion, he leans into me and whispers in my ear. Walk with me, Cheyenne—Please. His soft lips graze against my earlobes as he begs me to walk with him, and my I nearly pass out. I don't know how to handle the smell of his skin, and the hold he has on my wrist. But I hold myself together. I hold myself together, look down at locked hands, and I simply say. Okay—take me somewhere better.

What the hell? I could never understand these moments with Lucas. And why is he holding on to me this way as he guides me down the alley? I want to ask him where he's taking me but I'm not stupid. I know he's about to give me everything that I've been craving since the first time I laid eyes on him. Also, there was just something about the tone in his voice that said it all. It was begging... low and sexy. Almost seductive. I'm not so inexperienced that I couldn't make that out, and I know he's about to give in to me. Question is.... is this a pity kiss or does he want me too? Because after all, I was the one always pursuing him. Not the other way around.