path of redemption

Ｃｈａｐｔｅｒ － ｔｈｉｒｔｅｅｎ.

-Zaid gonzales.

I watch in engrossment at the girl infront of me , she sits in the chair beside me. I watch as she fidgets and plays with her fingers , scared to meet my gaze. I examine her from head to toe . She gulps making her throat more visible to my eyes. Making her pretty neck flex. I look at her eyes , hazel brown , twinkling as she looks from me to her hands the entire time. Its so captivating.

Why do i wanna see them filled with tears?

Her cute little button nose scrunches every now and then , and those lips. God those lips...

Behind all the makeup. I knew this girl was still gorgeous. When i was younger , my abuela made these cookies. Heaven sent i tell ya. It looked like a normal cookie from the outside , once you bit into it , it felt like you had transported to another universe . It was fucking delectable. What if i bit into her , would she also give me the happiness and joy i felt when i bit into that cookie? The sadness i felt after there being no more? Or the thrill of getting caught stealing more?

She finally looks up at me with those fox eyes "Can you take off the hood?"i dont say anything , the hood to my advantage helps me stare at her without her even acknowledging, but i know she feels my piercing gaze . I take my time with examining every single detail about her.

I watch as goosebumps appear on her skin , she lifts her small hands up and rubs her arms up and down , making me instantly want to take off my hoodie and put it on her small body.

I smirk in amusement as she tries not to meet my gaze . She opens that pretty mouth of hers "why are you staring at me? You're pretty creepy you know that. The hoodie. Doesn't talk much , Oh! and you smoke...?"she rambles as she waves her hands in the air dramatically. Her dress rides up a bit. Making my eyes snap to her luscious thighs. My lust thoughts get instantly broken down as i see new and old scars lining her thighs. My blood turns cold as my sharpening gaze stays on the inflicted wounds...

I clench my jaw , as i feel the need to break every single persons neck who made her want to do this to herself. I shock myself with my thoughts . This is a random girl i met . I so happen to break into her bedroom she means nothing to me , absolutely nothing.

Then why'd i wanna keep her safe and hide her from the world. I snap out of my thoughts as her rambling goes on as i still stare at her thighs "...big L buddy. one day you'll be dying of lung cancer because you wanted to be a badass by smoking a cigarette" i almost smile as she turns into a complete know it all , shes got some fire . I like that. Makes it more tempting to unravel every part of her no one has seen.

Shes breathless as she tries to catch her breath from her rambling , i look at her and back at her thighs.

She freezes as she sees me staring directly at a part of her im guessing she wanted to keep hidden . I see a million thoughts racing through that pretty head of hers . Panic is in her eyes as she eventually snaps out of her haze , her hands start frantically pull down her yanked up dress , i see how her breaths start to turn more erratic as each agonizing second go by , she snaps her head up as i see her eyes turn glossy making my features soften a bit "Stop looking at me!" she says frustratedly as my hands itch to tell her to "calm down" or to tell her "its okay" but i sit there as tears fall from her eyes . She wipes them furiously as her cheeks turn flushed and her eyes red , she looks at me as she takes huge breaths.

She finds her words as she croaks "please dont tell anyone" she whispers into the dark room . Like I'd tell anyone about this . I might be a jackass but i dont stoop that low. My sister dealed with the exact same thing when she was 12 , i think thats why i felt this surging anger inside of stomach. I don't say anything as she continues "...please , no one can know im like this".