Lamb to the slaughter

Val

His hands rap around my waist, pulling me back into him.

A gasp escapes me as his lips press up against my neck.

I turn around and look at him, is hazel eyes glowing in the dimly lit room. My hands travel throughout in his hair, then down to his neck.

He looks at my eyes, my lips, then my waist, of which he is holding onto.

He lifts me up on the counter, spreading my legs so he could go in between. His hands first start at my knees, then slowly make their way to my thighs, he stops at my waist.

"This ok?" He asks in a low voice.

"Mhm"

"Tell me to when to stop."

His hands move up more, towards my chest. A whimper screams in my throat, as I try to block it from coming out his hands start rubbing my chest, and I fold. A small whimper catches me and him by surprise.

***

I jolt up from my bed, cold sweat helps my shirt stick to me. My forehead is coated with a thin layer of sweat.

What the fuck.

Did I just dream about me getting with Jaz?

That was so out of pocket.

That was definitely not Jaz.

I don't think it was at least..

Whatever I need to get ready. I kicked off the remaining covers off me and slipped out of bed. I was kinda confused why your mother was making you go school after what just happened, but school is school I guess.

"Ughhh!" I almost scream as I take of my shirt and shorts to hope in the shower.

***

My hair was still wet when I went down stairs, trying not to remember that one dream. I had on a oversized sweatshirt and shorts.

I never dress up for school. Why would I want to anyway, it's not like I'm trying to impress anyone.

After eating breakfast I start walking to school. I normally drive but I can't trust myself with that right now.

Jaz disides to walk with me, and I can't say no because he's just going to do it anyways.

"Your quiet." He asks

"Wow you've finally noticed."

"Come on.. don't be like that."

"Be like what?"

"Rude. You've been all but rude to me. I'm trying to be nice and start conversations, but your just pushing me away."

"..I'm sorry.." I whisper

"What?"

"..you heard me."

"I did. I just wanted to hear you say it again."

I look up at him and his grin turns into a genuine smile, I can lie when I say he has an adorable smile.

I put my hood up and look make down, feeling a hot sensation on my face, then the butterflies in my stomach confirm something I would never want to admit.

How am I going to hide this, he kinda lives with me now. And I know our parents won't want him to leave until we move on.

All of us know that we're going to take months to move on. If we ever move on!!

I'm not just going to forget her..

Jaz lifts up my hood saying, "I know it's starting to get cold, but it's not that bad. Are you not sweating on there?"

"No." I squeak as my hand shoots up to pull my hood down, instead I just end up holding onto Jaz's hand on my hoodie.

For a good moment, no one moves until I slowly release my hand from Jaz's, my finger tips gliding across the rest on him hand until my hand is fully at my side. Jaz got the memo and unhanded my hood.

The rest of the walk was awkward and silent.