Crazy Over You

📚 Chapter 23 📚

If someone were to ask me what is my earliest memories, I wouldn't know how to answer. I have a few memories but most of them are blank or just vague. I memory I remember or think I remember because it's been told is me crying when my older brothers went to school while I was at home. I was too young to go to school.

Mom took videos of me standing outside at the bus stop, patiently waiting for my brothers. I would get so excited whenever I saw the yellow school bus. When they got out of the bus, I would run to them but there's one video of me crying because I didn't know which brother to of to. Aimilios and Andrew would also be waiting for them with me.

Adonis would always smile brightly and run to me. He would pick me up and carry me in his arms into the house. He would tell me to hug him first. Always him. But then there's my little brothers who I would play with at home as it was fun. James would be by and we would play many games. I can't remember much of it.

I can't remember the games we played but I do remember James pushing me down on the ground.

It was another of those days where our family are together. I was dressed in a green summer dress that Mom got for me just because I thoughts it was really pretty. Mom did my hair. It hurt but in the end, I felt and looked pretty. Even my glasses were in a pretty green colour. I just really liked the colour.

Dad called me pretty. My brothers were playing games or doing what they normally did. Adonis and Achilles were play fighting, Eros soon joined in. I was with James, he was picking flowers from the backyard garden. He was making a flower crown or at least trying. He told me it was for his mom when I asked.

Dad soon made me a flower ring and I said something like how I will be a beautiful bride because I would marry the most handsome man. Dad laughed. He asked me how handsome and I said he had to be more handsome and stronger than him. He had to be bigger and taller than him. Dad laughed. Achilles said he would need to be smarter than him. Adonis said he would need to be faster than him. Eros said he needed to be funnier than him. I don't know what happened but James pushed me on the ground. I cried. His mom yelled and lectured him. He cried in her arms.

Since kids James has never shown any interest in me. He wasn't a bully either. It's always been neutral. He did hurt me when we were really young but that soon stopped. He used his words but that soon also stopped and he was nothing more but James.

James who has fallen in love with Emma.

And now, that same James has me in his arms, his lips on mine like he said he would.

The same James who hurt a kid for calling me pretty because it was a lie.

The same James who has never saw me other than a friend.

The same James who just wanted to use me as a revenge plan.

The same James who I locked my feelings away from.

I should push him away and we can go back to how things were but what if this is my chance? But what if he wakes up one morning and realize the mistake he made? What if he sees Emma and realizes that his heart has always been hers.

What if--

I pull back but I don't go anywhere. I don't leave his arms. I don't push him away but pull back. I left his lips and I find him staring into me. I try to read him. I try to understand him or this game. I don't understand this game. I don't understand the rules. What are you thinking? Don't you understand the consequences of this?

Don't you see what could go wrong?

"Callista," my name leave his lips like a desperate calling. It's longing for me. It's a secret whisper that is between just us. My body is still pressed against him. My body is longing for him. It's begging me to give in and just let him touch me. I want his touch on my skin. I want the texture of his gentleness on me. I want him desperately earning for me.