Warning: Matured themes in this
Chapter. Read at your
risk.I open the door to reveal the dark parlour. I faintly reach the switch and flick it on as I watch light fill the entire room. I turn around and find Jacob still outside clutching to my bag.
“You didn't have to follow me home”
“I didn't. I wanted to” he said inviting himself in and shutting the door. If only Blythe knew what I was up to.
I head to the kitchen and grab two drinks from the from the fridge.
“Here!" I said tossing a cam to Jacob as I reached for my bag.
“Stay here!” I ordered.I hoped he listened. I took my bag and headed upstairs. Once I got to my room, I slammed the door and flung my bag on my bed before taking off my shoes. Then I went to the bathroom to run bath water as I took off my clothes.
“Hey Gwen, do you guys have like bread or something?" I heard him call.
“Yeah. Check in the fridge”
As I stepped into the tub and ran warm water over my hair, it felt so satisfying. I longed for that kind of feeling. After I was done, I wrapped a towel on my body and also on my hair as I brought out a pair of shorts and a top from the closet. Normally, I would leave my chest bare but Jacob was around and I didn't want him getting any funny thoughts so I put on a bra before the top.How I dreaded those strapped inventions. I pulled the towel from my head and ran a hand through my wet hair. Satisfied with myself, I went downstairs. I met Jacob stuffing himself with bread, legs crossed on the table as he looked at ‘The Cringest Photo Album’. I knew I should have hidden that.
“Please put that away” i said almost yelling. I always told mum to put that away but she never listened and now I pay the price today.
I watch as he still looked at it with an amused look on his face.
“Can you stop” I say as I reach for the album but he gets up lifting it up with him. He's teasing now.
“Please stop” I say.“Stop what? I'm just having fun. He said laughing. I was infuriated.
“At my own expense? Please just hand it over” I still say. I'm loosing my patience now.
He begins to circle round the table his eyes still fixed on the album.
“Jacob stop!” my voice rises as I leap towards him and we fall on the chair. Quickly, I also out the album from his hands. I then realize he is on top of me and in a very compromising position. The temperature in the room changes as we stare at each other.
I try to budge but it's useless. His hands at the corner of the chair. He had me trapped. Next thing I know, he locks lips with me for the third time. His body pressed against mine as he grips my thighs, my shorts giving him way as he lifts me up.I'm drawn in ectasy as I pull his hair while he takes me up the stairs and to my room. He makes me sit on the lap as we share light kisses.
“Why are we doing this? We shouldn't be doing this.”i say in between kisses.
“But it's what we both want” he said as he planted a kiss on my neck. And we continued till we both drifted off to sleep.The next I wake up, it's 3am as I check my phone, I jolt up and out if bed as I scurry for my clothes. I then check the window and see it's pitch black out.
“3am. What the fuck! But it was just 5 last I knew. How did time fly so fast?” I thought to myself. I turned and looked at Jacob. He was still sleeping. Then it dawned on me as I scurried back to bed and began going through the sheets. That woke Jacob up.“What are you looking for?” but I didn't answer. I was still going through it.
“Oh that! I covered it up with this” he said revealing a towel that covered the blood stains. I was red with embarrassment. I was about to panick more when I sighted a condom wrap on the floor.
“Hope you..” I was about finishing as I picked up the wrap and threw it in the trash.
“Yes. I'm not stupid.” he answered
I sat back on the chair as thoughts of yesterday came to mind. Just yesterday my grades flunked and I'm already in bed with Jacob. I'm so fucked!“Can't believe your still a virgin” I heard him mutter with an amused look on his face. I was pissed.
“What did you say?” I asked clenching my fist struggling between tears.
“Nothing” he said laying back down.
“Well, excuse me for not being like Penny and the other girls you've fucked with” he said nothing. He only turned to look at me. My eyes were teary.
“I didn't.." he tried to say
“By the time I get back here tomorrow, I want you gone. I will want nothing to do with you ever. ” I spat.“Gwen!” he called rising to his feet. I drew away almost touching the door.
“This will always be a mistake!" I finished and went out the door, leaving him in misery.
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BLACK IS THE WARMEST COLOR
Mystery / ThrillerNo one could feel what the Lane family felt. Is it Gwen who had longed for love all her life but got misery or her daughter Dianne who lost herself the day her sister died. Guess somethings were always meant to be Black