Tease, Toy and Trouble

I've been thinking about you...

I still was turned away from him looking to the door that Becky disappeared trough. So when I felt his warm fingers caress and in close my wrist I had to repress a shudder but I could feel goosebumps coat my skin and I cursed my reaction to him. I wondered briefly why I was reacting so intense to him now and figured it was because it was him. He was real and he was touching me and it wasn't a dream or a mirage or ghostly memory. He was here with me, tormenting me and hurting me all over again.

Even though his touch was torture for my heart I stayed and let him hurt me more. He was like my mint m&m addiction I loved those suckers and had to eat the whole package even though it was better to avoid them for my health. He was like mint m&m's to me, deadly, delicious and addictive.

I could hear all the unspoken questions that were floating around and he wanted answers to but I was praying he would leave it at tending my wounds. I was already planning my escape and wondered if it was to late to switch schools. I was pulled out of my thoughts when he poked my palm in irritation. "AUW! You ass that hurts!" I hissed out while I cradled my hand against my chest. I looked like a sad T-Rex with my hands dangling like tiny arms. The mental imagine made me giggle and he just looked at me like I was crazy.

"What are you looking at! It was funny!" I said in an annoyed tone while pouting at him and then I started to giggle again. His hand came towards me again and grazed my boøb before he pulled my hand away from my chest. I sucked in a breath and glared at him. "You touched me! Your not allowed to touch me like that!" I hissed out in offense to his wandering hands. "I thought you were cleaning my cuts but no your feeling me up! How dare you take a vantage of me!" I sounded a bit weird and slurred but I figured I got the message across.

Ryder started laughing at me and continued cleaning my hand and wrapping it up carefully. "What's funny? Why youuch laughing?" I managed to hiccup between you and laughing so it sounded all weird. But it made him smile and I melted a little on the inside. He was so handsome and cute when he smiled, it made me want to squeeze his face. I felt the weird love trance smile my face made and quickly turned it into a frown so he wouldn't notice, not realizing he was watching me this whole time.

"So you want to tell me what happened in here? How did you even get in?" He asked softly knowing people were in the other room. "What I'm sorry I didn't know you lived her if I'd known I would have never come here don't worry about it. Thanks for this here." I said quickly waving my hands in the air before walking backwards towards the door. "Okay bye then." I said softly before I stumbled against the towel rack and cursed softly as the bar dug into my back. "Ah that's gone bruise!" I said softly while I tried rubbing it and hissing in pain when I stretched my hand to rub my back.

I let out a sigh and slid down the wall until I sat on the ground and cradled my head on my knees. I felt the tears escape again and cursed myself for looking like a sad panda/T-Rex instead of a Greek goddess like Tessa. How I hated my horrible timing in life. I heard the door close and lock and let out a soft sob knowing what was to come and how it was going to tear me apart.

"Ba....Bo come here..." He used that sweet tone he used in the shower and it slashed my heart into pieces and I broke down. I was sobbing and crying so loud everybody could hear the anguish in my cries but instead of turning away from the mess I was he sat next to me and pulled me into him while I cried and cried until I was empty and had nothing left in me.

He had talked to some people, some sounded familiar others not at all and even annoying. I had no clue how long I had been in his arms when I heard Asher's voice. "Hey BoBo, honey? I've come back again like I promised ten minutes ago to ask you again if your ready to come with me or if you want to stay with Ryder? Can you tell me what you want honey?" I felt him stroke my head and I lifted my tired head up to look at my brothers pale and tired face.