My obsession with Rafe Vega : Teen Fiction

Chapter 15

Not bothering to pick up my helmet, I ran as fast as I could, sprinting away, taking the stairs two, three at a time. I could vaguely hear Jeff calling after me, his footsteps pounding on the stairs harder than mine. All I could see was that vicious gleaming face of Cassie’s. She wanted me to see her in Jeff’s arms, I could tell.

OMG, is Jeff seeing Cassie of all people behind my back? The one person that seems to hate me with every cell in her body.

Dare I even judge Jeff, when I myself am unfaithful to him? I mean, even before I started going out with Jeff my heart belonged to somebody else. And how many times have I kissed Rafe, even though Jeff and I are going out? I’m sure Jeff trusts me explicitly, undeservedly so what can I say now to Jeff, when I myself don’t play it straight?

‘Katy, babe, wait__ you have to let me explain.’ I could hear Jeff closing in on me now, but I kept running onto the track.

Where I was running to I have no idea? I seem to have already covered almost half a lap, any second now I would be on the tarmac itself, right where other cars were already practicing.

I wanted to stop running, but I wanted to get as far away from Jeff and Cassie as possible. The more I tried to wipe away that evil smiling face of Cassie’s the more vivid that wicked face of hers became imprinted in my mind.

My lungs were burning, my throat felt parched, I was so desperate for some chilled liquid to quench my dry throat. I could not run anymore, my legs were threatening to collapse, and suddenly I was tackled at my ankles and dropped to the ground, but Jeff was super quick, before I hit the ground, he moved like lightening rolling so his shoulders hit the ground, and his chest cushioned the impact of my fall.

‘I’m sorry!  I’m sorry!' I sobbed, tears streaming uncontrollably down my cheeks.

‘Babe, what the hell?’ Jeff panted, holding me to him in a vice grip, ‘you catch me in a compromising position with another girl and you’re apologizing!’

‘If you w_want to break up with me I understand,’ I continued to sob, keeping my eyes shut, so Jeff won’t see the shameful guilt in my eyes.

‘What nonsense is this? You’re my girl. I don’t want to break up with you. I don’t want anybody else sweetheart,’ Jeff rolled so I was on my back and he was atop me. He lips were kissing my neck, he was murmuring something in my ear.

But I shut him out. I shut off my ears from hearing his whispering words of endearment. I felt like the lowest scum for betraying Jeff.  I was ashamed of myself.

‘Babe, talk to me,’ Jeff pleaded.

My hands lay at the sides, my finger nails clawing at the tarred surface. I could feel my nails grating, chipping into the hard surface.

‘I don’t deserve you,’ I shamefully whispered, and disgracefully, dared to wrap my arms around his neck.

‘What nonsense is this sugar?’ Jeff gently ran his thumb down my cheek wiping away the tears.

‘I’m not good enough for you,’ I stammered, ‘you give so much to this __ this relationship. I give you nothing,’ I confessed.

‘You’re my girlfriend aren’t you?’ he grinned

I’m too ashamed to answer that.

‘Hey I’m going out with the National Champion, and she’s a sexy hot babe__’

‘Oh shut up,’ I smiled tentatively.

Jeff smiled, gazing into my eyes, he brushed his lips gently to mine.