Insatiable Desire

Chapter#17

Skylar lied down next to me with his body like a vine around me. I slept then woke up again and this is how I spent the whole night.

I couldn't believe that he himself kissed me. It means he too feels for me. He loves me too?

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I woke up inhaling his body scent. The room was cold due to the air conditioner. My head rested on Skylar's chest and his fingers were in my hair. I glanced at the clock and it was eight in the morning while I still wanted to sleep. But Skylar was drunk and he'd wake late. So I kissed him on the nose tip and he woke up.

Uh-oh. I was not planning the kiss as a wake up call.

He batted his long lashes and spoke.

"What?" He asked with his voice ringing with sleep.

"I. . .I kissed you." I said looking at him lifting my head slightly from his chest.

"Okay." He said closed his eyes drifting into a sleep.

Okay? A simple okay like normal couples. I'm calling us a couple! The thought makes me smile though.

I gave him a thank you peck on the lips and he licked his lips in his sleep. He was not frowning or turning into an ogre. But he was just beautiful and calm, letting me kiss him.

Will he remember it all in the morning?

The thought makes me unhappy and leaves me devastated.

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I was woken up by his voice. He was on the phone. My head still resting on his brawny chest. It was eleven in the morning.
We both were still in bed and Skylar was talking on the phone.

"No I don't need that right now. I. . .have mine. My own. Clark, I don't need to now. Yes. Okay I'll let you know but I think that now I'll never need one from you. Yeah, bye." He was convincing and unaware that I was awake because he couldn't see my face.

What doesn't he need? Who's Clark? Whatever.

While he was talking, his hand slightly hit my head and he rubbed my head as if he had hurt me. I smiled at his gesture of care. This is affection perhaps.

I knew he was back to being stay-away-from-me and you-know-what-I'm-capable-of. But the truth is that I didn't care and wanted to actually test him. I needed to know if he loved me when he was sober.

I kept lying down closing my eyes faking sleep so I could know what he'd do. He didn't move. After some minutes I felt his fingers touching the back of my neck. His finger traced over my neck and travelled up into my hair slightly. I tried hard to control my smile.

He sat up carefully in the bed and lifting my head slightly he put a pillow underneath it. I felt him rising from the bed and he put the blanket over me.

I heard the bathroom door close and I sat up in the bed hugging myself in glee.

"Oh!" I smiled all toothy in excitement.

I lied down in the bed and after some minutes the shower turned off. I knew he'd come out now so I again faked sleep.

I felt his fingers over my cheek and I opened my eyes. He suddenly held back. He was sitting on the bed gloriously alone in his towel. His hair wet and dripping with his skin shining like diamonds as the water glistened.

I gave him a nervous smile and stood up.

"How is your hand?" I asked with concern.

"Fine." He said calmly looking at his hand.

He stood up and perhaps waited for me to get out. I walked to the door and he followed me to lock it.

Do it!

"Skylar?" I asked standing between the door.

"What?" He asked.

"This." I said leaning close to him and kissed his lips softly.

Not waiting for his reaction I made my way to the stairs. I didn't hear him close the door behind me. I was in a whole new confidence and the best thing, I was so much in love.

"Oh my God! Holy shit!" I panted leaning against my bedroom door.

"I just did it. Is he going to be mad?" I walked to the bathroom door biting my nails in confusion.

"God knows." I said nervously and closed the bathroom door and turned on the shower.

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I tip toed downstairs and Skylar was at the kitchen bar. He had cleaned all the blood from the shelf.

He just might turn green any second. Starting 1....2..3......

"I could've done it. You didn't have to do it." I said putting my hands on the bar.

He looked up at me, a long resolute stare.

"How is it?" He gestured towards my bandaged hand.

"It's okay." I said looking at my hand.

I was going to say something but was interrupted by his phone all.

"Clark I told you. I really don't need it." He said running his hand through his hair in annoyance.

I looked at Skylar and he looked at me speculatively.

What doesn't he need?

"No you need not to come Clark. No I have to go out somewhere. No!" He gritted his teeth in exasperation and turned off the phone.

I stood there watching him quizzically. He rolled his eyes and made his way to the door.

"Where are. . " I said but he interrupted me discourteously.

"What the fuck! Just stay. . ." He was saying but left slamming the door on his way.

Is he mad for the kiss? But then he wouldn't ask about my hand in the first place.

"You're just too complicated Skylar." I said angrily.

"How much am I suppose to tolerate you like this?" I said sitting on the couch.

I made my way slowly to my miserable abode. My room.

"Why are you fighting this?" I spoke closing the door.

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"Ellanore! Ellanore!" Skylar's voice was immediate and demanding.

I woke up and found myself in the attic. I had wandered here hours ago. I didn't want to be in my own room so I went to the other room and sat in the attic.

"Ellanore! Ella!" Skylar was screaming now.

I dusted my clothes and hurried down the ladder.

What is it with him? I wondered on my way out of the room.

When I walked out, I saw Skylar looking into my room.

"Ell. . ." He stopped as he spotted me standing behind him.

His face was filled with abomination. I had never seen him so panic-stricken before. His colour was even paler than it actually was. I was intimidated by him.

What next?

Dedicated to Fallen. The best person I've ever talked to. 1Xx-living in hell-xX.