Vacant

Chapter Eighteen

Hey guys, so I apologize for any spelling mistakes or punctuation. I just really wanted to get this chapter out there, and I couldn't wait to go over everything. But in the end, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter, and I hope you all like the song I posted to go with it! heh (; Enjoy!!

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As I lay in my bed that night, I remembered that one night with just River and I. We were at the skate park parking lot near the mall, and it had been just us. I had been fifteen, and we were just skating along having fun. But that was a year ago, and things were different now. Way different.

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            “River? Where are you?” I asked, wondering where on earth could he have disappeared off to now. He always left me, in the middle of the skate park, all alone.

            “Boo!”

            “Shit!” I screamed. River sneaked up on me, and I hit him hard in his chest, which didn’t even budge. This guy is fit, really fit. “Ow! River your chest is too hard! That hurt!” I swayed my hand back and forth, trying to make the throbbing stop.

            “Awh, poor baby, want me to kiss it better?” I looked up at him with a menacing glare. His dark brown hair looked black inside the mall parking lot, and his cerulean eyes stared me down. He smirked, looking playful.

            “No.” I said seriously. I tried to give him the message, but he wasn’t buying it.

            “Let me see your hand.” He said, stepping towards me.

            “No!” I yelled playfully. I was running away from him. He was chasing me this time, growling like a bear trying to catch a fish.

            “Come here Chloe! I won’t bite!” He laughed. I kept on running, and I eventually found myself kneeling down on a step of pavement, right beside a rail. It was quiet… too quiet. He was hiding somewhere, waiting for me to be scared and call out to him. But no, I wouldn’t give in. I’m fifteen, not a five year-old who is scared of the dark or scared of the monster in the closet or under the bed.

            I crouched down to the point where I laid directly flat on my stomach. It was kind of like the army crawl, except that I wasn’t crawling, just resembling stealthy.

I waited a few moments, wondering where he was…again. Just as I was about to get up, I felt a pair of hands grab my waist and tip me over.

            “Aha! Got you!” River said. Damn. I thought.

            “Yeah, yeah. Go ahead and give your victory speech.” I said. I was waiting for his comeback, but instead, he just stared at me. I didn’t notice until he wasn’t speaking. He was gazing in my eyes, and then studying my face. He finished by landing his gaze on my lips. My heart was pounding, and I was hoping that he wouldn’t feel it. He was pressed against me, in the tight space we were in. I was nervous, because he was eighteen! Did he really like me?

            “You know,” I started, but got cut off when River leaned down quickly and kissed me softly. His lips were so soft and gentle. He started slow, probably wondering if I would push him off me – fat chance! He was so fun and nice. We got along well, and he was gorgeous… maybe too gorgeous. I was so out of his league…

            When I didn’t push him off me, he made the kiss more aggressive. And he was an excellent kisser. I wrapped my hands around his neck, pulling him closer to me. He seemed to like it, because he made a small groan.

            Before I knew it, he lifted me up in his strong arms and I wrapped my legs around his waistline. He carried me over to a wall, and I banged up against it. I didn’t feel anything, because I was too caught up in the moment. I broke off for an instant, gasping for air. I pressed my forehead against his; breathing in the air I missed.

            “Wow.” He breathed. I smiled, a strand of my blond hair becoming loose. He tucked it behind my ear. I could tell by the look in his eyes that he wanted to continue as bad as I did.

            I leaned in first – to my surprise. I placed my lips against his. I tried to make it soft at first, like he did, but I couldn’t because I wanted so much more. So did he. I was still elevated on the cool wall, but I was hot, it was becoming calescent in the lot. But that hardly seemed to bother me.

            River plucked me off of the wall, and took me over to a soft patch of grass lying abandoned in a corner of the parking lot. He broke apart for a moment, only to get comfortable and start up again. I ran my hands through his impeccably soft hair, and before I knew it, I was really caught up in the moment.

            I know I’m fifteen, and I wasn’t about to let myself get carried away, but I had the urge to just take off his shirt, and it seemed the whole time, he was trying to get me to. So… I did. I quickly pulled his shirt off over his head, trying to save the embarrassment. It was hard to do because he was pressed up against me, and our lips were still locked. But I managed. I broke off the kiss just to see what he looked like. And what was underneath his shirt was… wow. He had a six pack and his biceps were huge, I’m surprised he wasn’t crushing me. Well he wasn’t flat out on me, but still.

            He was tanned too, making him look like he’s been out in the sun a lot. Just looking at him made me feel self-conscious. He was breathing hard, his chest rising and falling. Every breath he took, his abdomen muscles jerked and twitched. He was extremely muscular. How could someone like me be with someone like him? It was not a match made in heaven – that’s for sure.

            We carried on, everything else staying on. Trust me, I wasn’t going that far. Our kissing was aggressive and just pure amazing. I seriously did not want it to end, it was too damn good. River and I were actually making out. Unbelievable.

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            I woke up to a start. My dream was crazy. A flashback just displayed itself in my head. It was back to that moment when River and I were… well all over each other. Why did that come up when I was sleeping? Why was River what my head was telling me, but Luke was what my heart was telling me? Why do I have to be caught in a love triangle?