MIDNIGHT WHISPERS| Kylia

(XXXII)

With my feet in the water, sitting by the pool, looking at the small waves in the crystal clear water, I feel the sun burn my skin. I fix the cap on my head, preventing the sun from hitting my face, sighing with the heat.

With my arms leaning back, with my body tilted back a little too, I raise my face, seeing the curly head still lying on the lounger, quieter than usual after kicking me out of her view.

Malia is far from everything, with her mind hammering in the few memories that are coming back, dejected by knowing so much in a few hours.

I don't take my eyes off, seeing her with her face turned to the other side, keeping her sunglasses on her face, with her hands intertaced on her stomach.

- What's going on with her? - I look to the side, watching Joshua approach in the water, resting his hands on the edge of the pool.

- she knows - I just say that and he widens his eyes.

- What?! She know what?! - he asks euphoric, in a low tone.

- of the shit that the families are involved in, of the abuses she suffered from her father, and from me - sigh, moistening his lips, seeing the boy with a shocked expression.

- she will need a lot of support now

- he says, looking at his friend who is down on the other side.

- I know, I'm not the best person for this - I say, biting my lower lip, knowing that I won't be able to help her.

I can't help Malia, she needs support, attention and love. And that's something I can't offer, not now.

- Kylie, don't play with Malia, not again, please - I swallow dryly, looking away from him, feeling strange for the first time when I remember what I did.

Joshua goes out swimming to the others, leaving me alone again, feeling the need to get away from everything, but when I look at her, I feel a great need to be by her side all the time, not caring if it's going to be hating or liking me.

I take a deep breath, throwing my head back, letting the sun invade my eyes, making me close quickly. As soon as I close them, the only image that comes to my mind is of Malia.

The girl is chasing my thoughts and dreams. And that's not good, it's not good at all when my heart speeds up with her provocative way or when she lowers her guard letting me know her other side.

That's a big shit..

Heavy sigh, getting up again, looking at the center of the pool, losing my breath watching Malia come out of the water, running her hands through the wet curls, with the drops of water dripping between her breasts and stomach.

I pass my tongue between my lips, admiring this beautiful scene in front of me, repairing every detail of her sample, even though I have already seen everything.

Malia really manages to leave me speechless in all matters, but in beauty.. fuck! She manages to win by be cover by water .

Look at her... No one can reach her feat, her beauty is unique, and leaves me hypnotized, addicted as if she were a drug.

When Malia realizes that I'm almost eating her with my eyes, she smiles minimally from the side, looking at me with intensity, while she begins to move in the crystal clear water towards me.

I keep my expression serious, but feeling a chill in my stomach when she gets so close.

- Did you like the view? - she asks, putting her arms on the edge of the pool, resting her head on them then, keeping her gaze on me.