Grey and Ocean's Fate | JenLisa

Chapter 30

Words left me quickly. My brain stuttered and I paused, waiting for my thoughts to catch up to me. I didn't fully process what she said, and for a short moment I thought I had made it up in my head until she repeated herself.

My gaze followed her as she laid back down on the blanket beside me, and I found myself thinking.

"Lisa,"

She turned her head in my direction.

"Why do you push people away?"

She looked at me concisely, bringing her line of sight downwards. On impulse, she placed the company of her hands on my hair as it was stretched out on the blanket. Her slim fingers reached out and twirling a single strand between them, while her eyes became fixated. She appeared to be in the middle of a thought and hadn't noticed the act. When she did, she kept herself there, completely still.

"Everyone is better off without me." She chuckled, but it came out forced.

"That's not true."

"Things are easier the way they are, Jennie." Her eyes fell onto her hands. "Why change something that has no purpose in the first place?"

"Because no one deserves to be alone."

She raised a brow. "And who gets to decide that? Me?"

"Yes."

"Don't make me laugh, Jennie."

"I'm serious." I insisted.

Lisa propped herself up one one arm.

"Would you, then?"

"Would I what?"

"Would you, knowing what I'm like, willingly want to be around me?"

"Y-yes..."

She looked me up and down, leaned forward and shook her head. "You're lying."

"No- No, I'm not..."

She played with her bottom lip. "Your cheeks are flushed red, Jennie. Your skin is hot and you look away every time your beautiful eyes meet mine."

"W-what-"

"Not to mention you stutter every time you try and form a sentence..." Lisa said, suddenly looking at me - really looking at me, and it wasn't like those other times where she prepared to make a remark - no, this time it was unguarded, vulnerable.

"Lisa?" I called out to her when I saw her jaw muscles twitch.

"Please, don't talk right now."

"Why?"

She took a sharp intake of breath and held it.

"Because I'm trying with everything I have not to kiss, and you're making it incredibly hard for me."

She skimmed my face as if she was learning it. Her long fingers coaxed my head up and I couldn't stop the heat that rose to my cheeks.

Then all the air she had been holding in her lungs blew out.

"Fuck it." She said, and smashed her lips against mine.

Instantly, all my senses were consumed as she cupped my face with her calloused hands, slowly allowing me to fall on the blanket. The jacket that had previously been keeping me warm was pulled away and tossed next to us. Shivers flooded my skin and her firm grip on me heated it more and more, until we were in a fueled tango of deceit.

We stayed like this, under the stars, stuck in a slow and eternal blaze. It was clear for the both of us that whatever we had been feeling in the past weeks, whatever built up anger and attraction we had for each other, gradually dissolved together in this moment, leaving ourselves standing before each other without excuses. It was just the two of us, in a field, burning before the world.