"Mmmmmppphhff!! Hmmmfflppp mfff!! Gfffff!" The guy drags me inside of the closet careful not to hurt me. I don't have the strength to defend myself. I'm to dehydrated because of my crying scene."Just relax and don't scream when I let go... got it?" He whispered into my ear. My heart was beating fast when he grabbed me and it went ten times faster when I knew it was him.
My back is against his chest. I can feel his warmth. It feels nice and relaxing. It's like my heart is gonna jump out of my chest any second now. I just nod once in response. He let go of me and our bodies are no longer touching. And I felt numb again. I already miss his touch. His body against mine. His arms around me.
"I'm sorry I just grabbed you like that. I need to talk to you privately but I know you won't be willing to do that." He stood there scratching the back of his neck.
"So you just kidnapped me?" I would love to be kidnapped by you anytime. But the expression on my face doesn't go with my thoughts. I look somewhat mad.
"Uh-huh!" He looked at my blank face. So what now? "Why are so quiet? Never seen you like this before.."
"Well nobody plots a murder plan out loud, don't they?"
"Aawwww! Is that how you show your affection towards me?" Yes, yes it is.
"No! Now tell me why you dragged me in here before you get another black eye from yours truly." No. Don't tell me. I wanna stay like this. Just the two of us. No melanie. No Rachel.
"Yeahhh... about that. You've been so distant lately. And you don't text me anymore."
"And why do you care?" I cross my arms on my chest.
"I thought we were friends?"
"Yeah we were. And it was totally ruined wheb a stupid ass bitch came into the picture always ranting me that I should get away from you, her fiance."
"Fiance? Melanie is not my fiance." He says with a confused look on his face.
"Oh." How 'bout Rachel? Is she your fiance?. Don't fall into his trap. Don't even talk to him. You'll just fall and he won't catch you. "Look. I have somewhere to be and your getting in the way." I took the ring from my pocket and held his hand. Tears start to blur my vision. "You left this at my house. Wear it because Rachel won't be too happy if you won't be wearing your couple ring." I put the ring on his palm and let go of his hand. Once again he looks confused. I feel hurt."What?" That's all I hear before turning on my heels and out the door. I saw Gess looking not so patient. She keeps on looking at her phone and somewhat sad. She felt my presence and snapped her head at my direction.
"What took you so long?" She proceeded on the driver's side and me on the passenger's seat.
"Tell you later." She noticed my unhappy voice and just drove to the shop. The drive was pretty quiet. Good 'cause I need a couple of minutes to gather myself.
"So what's up?" She says as she bring a spoonful of icecream into her mouth. But once again glancing at her phone.
"Melanie is not his girlfriend." I say not even looking her in the eye.
"Girl! That's a good thing! Why the sad face?" She's so loud sometimes.
"Rachel is."
"Who's Rachel? And how did you find out?" She sounds confused. Believe me I am too.
And I told her about how I found the ring. What the engraved letters say and what happened in the janitor's closet between me and him.
"Shouldn't you be asking first before assuming things? You assumed Melanie is his girlfriend and he said she's not. What about ask him about Rachel?"
"No way. He'll think I'm interested in him.""Well obviously you are!" She says. And glanced at her phone on the table again. It's for the hundredth time today.
"What's with the phone?"
"What? What phone?" She avoids my gaze and just looks out the window.
"Hey it's not fair. I told you about my feelings for him and you don't tell me what's going on with your life?" I pout my lips and I hope it works.
"Fine!" That was easy. "You see I met this boy." She says while playing with her icecream.
"A boy? Do tell." Gess never was interested in boys.
"I just met him this summer. His name's Samuel."
"Samuel? What's he like?" It's my turn to ask the questions here.
"He's a nice guy. And he's smart too."
"And?" Just spill it out woman!
"I kinda like him and I thought he likes me back because he took my number."
"And? Are you together now? If yes I wanna meet this guy." Lucky guy.
"No we're not together Raffy..." she looks a bit hurt. Not her energetic and loud self.
"Then why you keep on lookin' at your phone? I thought you were waiting for his text."
"Well I am waiting! I've been waiting for two months now." She looks uncomfortable discussing the subject. And she looks really hurt.
"Oh okay." I don't want to deepen the pain by bringing back their memories together. I'll ask her some other time.
"Let's not talk about it now." Right on cue, her phone rang. Excitement flooded her face. "Hello?" She frowned instantly. Oh. "Okay okay..bye." she hung up and looked at me. "So much for expecting it was him...hey we gotta go. My mom needs me to be home in ten minutes. Should we go get your car now?" Should we?
"I think I'm okay. I'm just gonna take a walk and get my mind off of things." Yes. That's definitely what I need.
"You sure? 'Cause I can drop you off if you want."
"No thanks. Just pick me up tomorrow." I show her a smile to let her know I'll be okay.
"Okay...byiiie!" She went out the door and drove away. I just sat there a couple of minutws before walking to the door. The cold breeze of the air hit me right in the face. The sun is already setting and it's a bit dark outside now.
I start my journey home. It's the perfect time to make my decisions. So what should I do now? Should I not talk to him anymore? Should I tell him about what I feel? What if he just rejects me?. So many questions enter my mind and I dont fuckin' know the answers. Im in the part of the neighborhood where there are scary alleys. And I felt a hand grab me and cover my mouth. Oh no. Not this again. I didn't struggle because I thought it was Collins. But then the person pressed his front onto my back. Did he become a bit muscular all of a sudden? I felt his other hand travel through my body and stopped while cupping my breast.
This is definitely not Collins!
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A Glimpse of Heaven... (weeklychris/christian collins fanfic)
Teen FictionIt's this feeling when somebody makes you feel loved and special? When that someone cares for you that much. He has this effect on you that nobody else can give. It feels so damn good that it feels like he's taking you to see A GLiMPSE OF HEAVEN. ...