Two Worlds Distanced

Chapter 99

RACHEL

I went to the bathroom, grabbed a few things and I told Ezra to lay on his stomach on the bed so it would be easier for me to give him a back massage; I crossed my fingers that the lotion on his back won't cause any pain on his back and walk back to the room. I glance at Ezra standing in front of the window, you can see Portland from it well, a small portion of it since it's a small window from the descent hotel. I don't make any sounds so he doesn't know I'm staring at him with his sweatpants hanging low on his waist to expose his deep V-line as well as being shirtless, "Look what you see?" he asks, stretching his arms behind him.

"Don't flatter yourself, buddy," I admit, lying on the bed and notice I'm only wearing his worned out t-shirt and boy shorts underwear. It's probably the most comfortable underwear I have worn. I just don't understand how girls can wear thongs or what I call a piece of string across their ass. I guess it's better than wearing nothing. Whoever does that makes me gag. I suddenly start a rush of heat running across my skin when he walks towards me, he runs his fingers down my arms to cause goosebumps and a flushing red on my cheeks.

I can tell he's getting stronger by the amount of muscle that's already built on his arms, "I don't taking flattering very lightly but I know you are lying to yourself say that you weren't looking," he drags a single finger down to the band of my underwear, "I can tell you are already wet," he responds and brings my arms above my head. If he wants to be smooth and playful, I can be witty and playful. I reach for one of the many pillows Ezra recommended having last night and directly smack him across the head, "Sucker!" I scream, "Oh you want to play that game, huh?". Ezra threatens then digs his fingers into my ribs. Yet, I still try my hardest to push him off, I fail because he is stronger than my toddler size arms.

I think fast from my knee to line up to his crotch and kick him to make a fast run to the bathroom. I get inside and lock it, he pounds onto the door, "Come out, come out wherever you are," he jokes. Is he the new IT clown?

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A while later, Ezra decided to take a shower as I stripped off my clothes and put back my clothes that are completely dry and damp. I want to keep wearing his shirt, I love wearing his clothes that still have the scent of his cologne, it reminds me of when I met him even though it was only a game. I'm the game, I still don't know if I'm causing myself another heartbreak. I haven't really told him that I forgive him about what he did, I know he's sorry but I haven't seen change. I mean Ihave but not a lot. Suddenly I hear him talking to someone in the bathroom, I press my ear against the door to hear what's going on, "Who are you talking to?" I yell out and step back as the door opens, and my heart stinks down to my feet. I grab the phone out of his hand, walk away and answer the phone, "Hello?".

"Who are you talking to?" I hear him repeating my question from seconds ago, but I don't answer, I just wave him off to give me space. I close my eyes to hold in my scream and tears at once. I can't believe she still believes I want to see her. I'm not ready, I glare at Ezra, waiting for me to tell what's going, "Thank you," I hang up, and see a million of calls and texts appearing on my phone from my parents. I hate that they still treat me like if I'm a crazy teenager who drinks and party

I look at Ezra sitting on the bed who's looking at me and waiting for me to tell him what's going on, " Okay. Thank you," I hang up the phone, and see multiple calls and texts appearing on my phone screen from my parents.They treat me like I'm a crazy teenager who parties and drink.I can't forget that I started a punching fight two months ago, I still want to punch Olivia's stupid face before Ezra killed my fun by pulling me away but moments later, I got some good sex; the thought of that night makes me laugh inside, "What's so funny over there?".

"Nothing," I lied. I can tell he's shaking his head, rubbing his hand on the back of his head without looking, "You suck at lying. You know that?" he jokes, gets up from the bed and begins to walk towards me, "You are a great liar yourself like my mother who only wants to see me so I can feel like a complete idiot and maybe believe her bullshit lies. She deserves to be in prison for lying so well," I admit in a harsh tone, grab my boots, they are completely soggy from outside, "Ezra, I'm sorry I didn't mean to. I-I just, I gotta go," I hold on to the door handle and shove my tears back so hard before catching another breath, "Rachel?"

"What?".

"I understand what you are going through,"he tells me, grabs my hand out of sympathy but I shove him away. I'm about to open the door, Ezra steps in front of me and slams the door shut, "Stop! You need to talk to me," he screams in a frightening way that makes me jump a little, "I don't want to fucking talk about how my birth mother's lawyer keeps calling me about her wanting to see me so I can believe her pathetic lie," I scream out on the top of my lungs that it feels like fire is on my chest of how much it burns and you would see smoke underneath my breath as I sign, "I know this is probalry the last thing you want to hear but maybe she does what to apologize and maybe it would take off the weight off of you," he tries to make this seem simpler than it's not even close to simple.

As much as I love this calm and gentle Ezra, I miss the short tempered and ready to punch something or someone Ezra.

"Umm," I look down at my phone, then throw it on the bed, "The call was from the lawyer for Raven's trail. I guess it's soon after the holidays and I'm not ready to see her yet," I confess and wipe down my puffy face. Ezra lifts my chin, his emerald eyes lineup to mine, "No matter what happens, I'm here you. No matter what she does or says, I'm still here for you. I love you, Rachel Irene Carson," he says with my heart beating faster and faster by the minute, "I love you too, Ezra James Miller," I respond as I rest my forehead on his chest and he kisses it.