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31📚| one last time

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I don't know how I ended up here but I know I did, I couldn't call because I broke my phone and I couldn't go to school and risk anyone seeing me. Gosh I looked like a mess, my hair was messy, my face stained with tears and my posture slumped.

What do I do? What does anyone do in a situation like this?

I can't go to the police because it's too late, I was too stupid and weak, looking out only for myself. Being selfish got Alaina taken and now my selfishness was about to get Kyle hurt.

Maybe I should go to the police, sacrifice myself and prove that this was all my fault but that comes with a big price and I'm not sure it's one I'm willing to pay.

I punched the passcode in but the error message popped up, I felt a pang of guilt and hurt shoot through me. He changed the password, of course, I broke into his home and searched his things.

I pressed the doorbell instead but noone answered, "please be here, please I need you."

I pressed it again and again and again until I was overcomed with frustration, "answer the fucking door!" I yelled and banged my fist against it. I closed my eyes hoping it would help with the tremble in my body, I pressed my forehead on the door and let out a sigh.

"Celine?" I stiffened and my eyes flew open, slowly I turned to see Kyle staring at me and my heart broke. He looked so tired and down, his eyes were suken in and his normally polished hair was all over the place. His tie was loose and pen marks were all over his white shirt.

He looked just like me—broken.

I couldn't stop the tears from welling up and the sight of him broke me even further, I pushed off the wall and ran into his arms. He didn't hesitate to catch me and wrapped me in his tight embrace, I buried my face into his clothes; staining his shirt with my tear. Despite his appearance he still smelled so good, I could stay here forever.

He pressed his chin into the top of my head and held me tighter, "Celine," he whispered against my hair, "I'm sorry." It sounded as if he was apologizing for so much and I didn't know why or how to feel.

I nodded and moved to look up at him, his dark eyes stared into mine—into my soul, unraveling me, taking me apart until there was nothing left. Another tear fell and then another, why did it have to be like this? I gripped his shirt and cried harder, releasing everything that was built up onto him, oh how I missed him, missed how we use to be and how we would have become if things weren't the way they were. I wanted to keep with me until I turned old even if he didn't want to stay.

He placed his hands on either side of my face and brought my head up, my lips quivered with the need to cry but instead, Kyle brought his head down and placed a gentle kiss against them. He began to move away but I grabbed him, I wanted him to stay. I deepened the kiss, moving my lips against his, we parted our mouths and our tongues found each other, I small whimper escape from me because of how good he felt pressed up against my body.

He began to move backwards and I followed, all the while his lips never left mine. I heard a beeping noise from beside me and realized that Kyle was putting the code in, I remembered what happened and broke the kiss.

He looked down on me with his brows creased, "you changed the passcode," I said turning away from him, he sighed and placed his hand above my head. He was looking down on me but I wasn't looking at him.

"I know." Was all he said before pushing the door open, I felt the same pang of guilt and pain course through me as I looked at his back. I followed behind him even though I wasn't invited in and closed the door.

"I know what I did was wrong but I payed for it, remember." I folded my arms and continued to stare at his back. He remained quiet and turned to face me, he held my gaze and began unbuttoning his shirt. My breath hitched and instinctively took a step a step back as he took one forward.

I gulped when he drew near, twisting the last button out of the hole and exposed his chest, "you miss my classes, you show up to my house unannounced," I flinched as he took a step with every word he said, "you yell at me, disobey me... Need I go on?" I shook my head, now he was hovering over me, shirtless.

He reached up and took a lock of my curly hair in his hand, twisting it around his fingers. The gesture struck me as odd but I couldn't point out why. I'm sure it's because of the situated I'm in, I wasn't thinking clearly.

He tucked the hair behind my ear and used the pad of his thumb to run against my bottom lip, "Ky—"

"Shhhh," he hushed, I clamped my mouth shut and bit my bottom lip. I wasn't sure what he wanted but my body was reacting to him, I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to come to my senses. I wasn't suppose to be thinking like this or doing this, what the killer demanded was still replaying in my mind, what I'm doing now with Kyle just a distraction nothing else because after this it wouldn't matter anymore.

We wouldn't matter anymore.

I have to save Alaina. The voice echoed inside my head, I reached up and held onto Kyle's biceps I looked him in the eyes and held his gaze just to remember what it looks when I'm gone.

"Just one last time," I whispered, he creased his eyebrows and held me.

"whag do you mean?"

"I want to be with you one last time Kyle. I want you to make love to me please," my voice cracked at the end and a single tear fell, Kyle's jaw clenched as he wiped it away. How ironic.

He nodded and gently grabbed the back of my head, our lips met once again but this time it was gentler, it was slow and sweet and made my knees buckle from beneath me. Kyle pressed his body against me, pinning me to the wall where there was no escape, I moaned against his lips as he used his knee to part my legs, his hands began to roam my body and a shudder went down my spine.

His lips left mine and began trailing kisses down my neck, his hand came up and squeezed my breast eliciting a moan from me. It went like this until all my clothes were off, Kyle carried me to his bedroom and placed me on the bed with such care, his eyes roamed my naked body and I felt exposed but so sexy under his intense gaze.

"Beautiful," he muttered, unbuckling his belt, "you're mine Celine, never forget it." His words made my skin tingle and a blushed crept up my cheeks.

Just a couple hours ago RNK said those exact words but when Kyle said it felt so different, I wanted this I wanted us, "I'm yours Kyle," I reiterate, it felt like it was more for myself than it was for Kyle, it felt like I had to get him out of my head some how and giving myself to Kyle is the only way I knew how.

Kyle came on top of my and continue his trail of kisses, wet marks and hickey's were all over my body, showcasing that I indeed Kyle's. I moaned and whimpered from underneath him and when our lips met again it felt like pure bliss, Kyle kissed his way into a thrust and my back arched off the bed. This wasn't like any other time where it was him dominating me, tis time it felt like I was the one in control.

His hips rocked as he buried himself deeper inside of me, I cried out the same time he grunted, both of enjoying each other. We stared into each other's eyes as we made love, knowing it was just the two of us, we were nearing our end and be sped up. I clawed at his back when he hit the spot I loved so much and climaxed with a scream, he came with me and gave everything, even his soul.

Yes, just the two of us. I love you Kyle and I will never let you.

Then why am I standing over him, watching his body that was covered from head to toe under the sheet, with a knife in my hand. How did it come to this and what was I going to do?

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