Some say we were sinners. And I would happily burn for just the chance to be with you. I would let the flames engulf me and still come back screaming your name.
Every time.
I never expected us to end up like this.
With a disgusted look I look at my reflection in the mirror, still completely groggy from my hot shower earlier.
That fucking bastard Jean Pierre. I would like to kill him, but that's illegal so I'll take revenge another way, destroy his life the way he did mine.
With my fingers I touch the injury where my eye used to be. I wince as a pain shoots through me.
I put the doctor's patch back on, what do the girls think of my new locks? I can already hear the pirate jokes, Mom wants her angel to keep her image of the perfect family in place by wearing a glass eye that probably points in all directions , I will never wear something like that.
I sighed, ran my hand through my still wet hair with the towel wrapped around my waist. I went into my room. I could hear the voices of my mother and a girl downstairs. The gentleness of the voice reminded me of the girl from my class "Katerina petrova" the name is definitely not french anything eastern european she speaks but without an accent which shows that she grew up here she is new in the state a girl like her stands out everywhere with her looks and her personality.
I immediately noticed her looks when she was driven to the schoolyard. With her deer brown eyes, a man can lose himself in them so innocently, which doesn't suit her mouth at all, a dangerous gleam in her eyes, I have no idea whether I should find that good or bad, the long, dark brown curly hair she would like to have the most I drive through it and pull back to leave little kisses on her porcelain skin.With her curves that I want to explore with my hands.
"This woman is the definition of sexy"
I want her even if it ruins me because I know she is my downfall but I'm not the only one who wants her. I noticed the looks from the other boys as they devour her,which fills me with anger
She told Annick that she had never been to school before. The homeschooling seemed to be unpleasant to her, as was the teacher's comment about her father. She doesn't want the other thing know that she is rich, and no, I didn't overhear their conversation.
This girl confuses me, she takes the blame to save laubrac even though she doesn't even know him, incurs the teacher's wrath just to protect him and doesn't rat me out even though she knew well that it was me, something is wrong with her How she hissed at me because of her nickname "kitty cat" which suits her perfectly.
All dressed, I hear piano music from downstairs, with an angelic voice singing, my mother isn't slow, I follow the voice that calls me, I wasn't aware that something so beautiful could even exist.
Finally, I find myself in the living room where a certain girl is sitting that is in my head the whole time, with her eyes closed, completely absorbed in the music, she sings a song that speaks from her soul while her delicate fingers hover over the keys as if she had never done anything else before, more passionately about it than I have ever done before .
I saw her sitting there, she just looks cute with her flushed cheeks that contrast with her white snow skin and her full pink lips that give me the urge to feel whether she kisses so passionately, tenderly and gently or more like hard and rough -I want to find-out-.
I look at my mother, who looks at her with fascination. She looks at me with a meaningful look that means something like <she would like to make a good daughter-in-law>. I roll my eyes in annoyance. She's hot, but she's not good for anything other than a quick fuck.
My gaze turns back to Katerina. She plays more slowly before she stops playing completely. I immediately miss it. It's so quiet that you can hear a needle drop. Her eyelids flutter and open where they meet mine. It's as if everything was hidden and It's just the two of us in the room, a calm look in her eyes, they darken a little with my gaze, I wander up and down her body, taking everything in. She's now wearing a tight-fitting white dress with a black bow and matching shoes, -she has changed her clothes- when I think about today and what happened to my eyes, I look dead into her eyes
“<<What is she doing here? >>” I ask my mother, annoyed, “She’s a classmate of yours, Katerina Petrova,” I roll my eyes, “I know who she is,” . Of course I remember how could I forget that “but what is she doing here?” “<<I wanted to give you back your glasses if you still need them,>>” she holds out my glasses, which are in a colorless state, which is strange "<<I know, shocking,>>" she says sarcastically.
He looks at her unimpressed and turns to his mother "<<can you leave us alone!"
I say in a tone that doesn't allow for contradiction "<<of course Joseph everything for my angel>>" she turns with a loud clattering sound Shoes on, she disappears into the hallway and we are alone in a room. How I hate how she calls me that, the perfect son "So why are you really here," I glare at her suspiciously "Because I missed you, I'm bored or - she sighs mockingly "I'm just here "To make fun of you" I roll my eyes "Of course she can't stay serious "Choose one of the things"
She turns on her heel and struts over to a bowl of cherries now I can get a look at her I catch a glimpse of the perfectly ass and swing of her hips, she grab a cherry, bite into it and close my eyes with pleasure. She licks the juice from her lips, which is what I want her to do. My eyes darken. She's been doing this all day, biting herself on your lips or lick them and it turns me on.
How i would like ro feel her lips.
I walk towards her and stay close to her. I look down on her, so close that my breath caresses her face. I hear her breathing quickening. It's nice to know that I have the same effect on her as she has on me. “Stop it” . “<<Stop what,>>” I shake my head. "<<Stop playing Katerina>>" because that's exactly what it's a game to do, come here and act like she's interested in me, she laughs. “<<What do you want to play with me?>>” she asks flirtatiously or maybe she is not plays a game, I play along and I always win. “How can such an innocent girl have such a cheeky mouth?” I ask in a rough voice: “<<How can such a boy with the face of an angel be so annoying,>>” she counters
-tuché-
"And you have the voice of an angel, except that you use it to bring others to their destruction like a siren." "<<Are you flirting with me, Joseph?>>" "If you liked it, then yes, if not, then "It was just a stupid saying" "I didn't like it" "Then it was just a stupid saying" I replied with a mischievous grin "<<Oh, by the way, I fixed your glasses, you're welcome">>", she says with a fake smile, I don't go into it any further, why should I say thank you, I didn't asked for it after all, I just ignore it.
"So you play the piano" "<<I played it.>>" she corrects me "Why did you," I ask confused why shouldn't she play anymore, "it's none of your business" I don't have that hateful tone expected, but I don't ask any further questions. "What kind of piece was that?" I ask instead
"<< I wrote it>>" she says embarrassed. "It was you,.. -you wrote it," I ask in surprise, why does it surprise me, this girl so full of surprises and secrets. "<<Didn't I just say that? >>" she asks annoyed. I hear a honk from outside, Katerina starts running towards the entrance. "I have to go" "<< wait, what>>", I ask confused, but she's already outside, the door slams shut and I'm left with a question to which I don't get an answer
My mother comes into the entrance area with cookies. "Where's the sweet girl?" She asks confused. I just leave her standing and go into my room.
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