Chapter Seven

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Two Days Later:

"You're not scared." Eddie asked holding his hand out.

I rested mine on top of his, allowing him to guide us into the forest. We ended up at spot with a view that seemed to go on for miles.
"No." I responded.

"I mean with Billy." He added, sitting down on the ground his hand gentle patted against the soft ground.

"Oh, no. I mean not really." I sighed sitting down next to him.

"Why?" He asked.

"I don't know, I know he's a complete dickhead but he never did anything to me to make me afraid of him." I explained, enjoying the view it seemed as if I spoke out into the world.

"Not even after all the fights?" He asked.

"It never got physical, I guess in the beginning of our relationship Billy explained his life, and how his dad treated him." I sighed.
"I probably shouldn't say anymore about that." I cut myself short. Looking over at Eddie for some sort of understanding, he nodded back.

"Three years." Eddie muttered.
"Yeah- In the last year it didn't even feel like we were together." I explained holding my ankles.

"Are you cold?" He asked noticing my shivers.
"Kinda but I'm okay-"

"Here." He said, sliding his jacket off his arms he draped it over my body.

His natural musk coated my cold body, the scent of cigarettes and weed crept through my nose. His body warm felt comforting, as a response I smiled back towards him. Thanking him for his jacket we continued the conversation.

"Why did it take you so long to leave?" His questions seemed genuine, he wasn't trying to be nosy...maybe this was his way of getting to know me.

"I don't know, I guess he made it seem like I didn't have anyone else. I only had Sara but he seemed to get upset when I would spend time with her. I used to have a life before Billy. I had family, friends. It just took me a while to figure out everything he was doing to me." I sighed, holding back tears I felt regretful for the last couple of years.

We sat in silence, I knew this was going to be a hard topic for me to discuss, it had to be talked about... in order for me to moved passed it.

"So..." I asked awkwardly. Eddie's soft eyes trailed towards mine, tilting his head slight...his brows dropped in sync.

"What are we?" I asked, I felt my heart pounding against my chest.
"What do you mean?" His voice was gentle yet genuine.

"I mean-I don't know." I shut the conversation down, looking over to the side I felt embarrassed.

"No, tell me." He begged.

"I mean- What are we?" I asked again.

Eddie and I sat, looking out into the view. Pulling my knee's forward I placed myself into a huddle, preparing myself for what could come. I looked over at him, I felt my head plop over my shoulder. He offered a gentle smile back towards me.

"I don't know." He mumbled looking at me, I nodded slowly as a response.

"What are you wanting?" He asked, causing my head to perk up.

"I kept telling myself I wasn't going to jump into another relationship." I managed to whisper, it was true. I wasn't sure if I was ready yet.

"So then we won't jump." His response was calm. He looked at me with reassurance in his eyes.
"So we're just talking?"

"Talking?" He asked.

"Yeah you know, we're not in a relationship but we're talking, and I guess we only talk to each other and hang out with each other." I explained after he starred at me for a while.

His head tilted so the side, dropping his brows the look of confusion spread across his face intensified.
"So we're dating."

"No, we're talking." I repeated.
"Seems too complicated. I don't do anything of that stuff."

"How did your last relationship start out?" I asked.

"We went on a couple of dates, then we sat and had a talk about what we wanted, we were in a relationship for a while and it just didn't work out." His explanation was short, looking off into the distance I kept my eyes on him.

"Oh."
"Wait so are we dating, I mean in your opinion?" I asked.

"You and I haven't gone out on a date yet, and if you think this is a date... than your standards are really low." He seemed to laugh at the end of his sentence.
"Oh Billy didn't treat you right at all." He added.

"Yeah." I muttered.

"We'll go on a date, I'll plan everything and all you have to do is just show up and be pretty." He smiled back at me.

"Okay." I agreed.

"Wait-" I shook my head again, he chuckled slightly.

"So if it takes a while for a relationship to establish for you, how do you know if you wanna sleep with the person?" I asked.

"Be honest with me Lexi, do you just want to sleep with me?" He asked.

"No-I-wait. No. I don't just want to sleep with you" I manage to say. "But in the club-"

"I know what I said in the club," He interrupted me. "I will go through with what I said, you just have to wait." He smiled.

"Why?" The question slipped my mind faster than I could think.

"For suspense." He whispered, by now he managed to sit close to me. He looked over at me.

His eyes trailed down to my lips, then back into my eyes. I felt a small shutter brush against my back. Causing my body to twitch, I looked at him in hopes he didn't notice.

"Do I make you nervous?" He whispered softly leaning his head closer to mine, now I was the one who was starring at his lips.

Looking up at him I felt my breath get stuck between my lungs. His lips curled onto a small smile, waiting for my response he acted as if he already gotten one.
"No."

"Are you sure?" He asked.
"Yes."

"Okay." He whispered against my lips, in response my lips naturally sprung out towards his. Wanting the taste of his sweet kiss he pulled back, laughing slightly.

"Let's go, you have a date to get ready for." He smiled extending his hand out for mine.

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