Let Go of Me(BOTDF fanfic)

The Past~Chapter Twelve~

Hey guys! I'm sorry I'm so late on my update... I know I'm a bad person. But here it is, enjoy:3

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I squeezed my eyes shut tightly. I don't want to wake up yet. If I wake up, I have to deal with everything. I lie in bed breathing unevenly as I hear the rain patter on the roof. I hesitantly open my eyes. The dim grayness of the sky trickled in, and I swung my feet over the side of the bed. I trudged down the stairs to find no one was awake yet. As I see the microwave reads 6:30am, and that today is a Saturday, I knew they wouldn't be up until around noon. I opened the fridge to see there wasn't anything other than a water bottle, two cheese sticks and a tupperware container halfway filled with leftover spaghetti. I sighed as I realized this meant it was time to go shopping. I'm wearing sweatpants and my Bullet for my Valentine T-shirt, so I should be good enough to go in public. My hand unconciouly ran through my hair to find many tangles. Wait, I'm only fifteen. I need an adult in the car.... Oh well. Shrugging, I grabbed Dahvie's car keys and prepared for Walmart.

Jays POV

I watched her waltz out of the house and into Dahvie's car. As she pulled out of the driveway, I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. She drives well enough not to get pulled over so I wasn't worried. As soon as she pulled out of the neighborhood, a light in the house across the street suddenly turned on. My face hardened. It's time to handle this. Right now.

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"Jayy! I wasn't expecting you!"

Ciel greeted me at the door, even though his face showed he knew damn well I was coming over. He opened the door wider and gestured me in. I took note of the Japanese decor. It was more Arabic when I was here last. Ciel took a seat, but I remained standing.

"So, what can I do for you Jayy?"

Ciel asked with that snarky smile I had come to hate. Taking a deep breath I strengthened my composure.

"Leave Dice alone. I don't know what your motives are, whether they're to get back at me, or some other twisted thing in that mind of yours, but she has nothing to do with it."

His face shown innocently, like a boy who shot a baseball through the window. It made my stomach feel queasy.

"What do you mean? Is it so strange that I just want to get to know your new roommate?"

I slammed my fist into the wall I was leaning on and stood up straight.

"Would you stop with all this crap already? I want a straight answer, and not one of your crypt ones either."

He seemed pleased with my reaction and stood up, walking towards me. With every step he took my body tensed up that much more. He stopped a foot away from me, and rested his hand on my shoulder. He gracefully traced it up my neck, into my hair. My body cringed but I remained where I was. I was not going to let him win. 

"You can't tell me you don't miss this. I know you do. I could always figure you out, remember?"

He gently brushed his lips against mine, and I fought the urge to kiss back. This can not happen. Not again. Pulling back, he accessed my facials and breathed "You know you haven't changed much. If you would just lose that damn pride of yours, we could go back to what we had..." He faded out as he pressed his lips against mine, harder. I wasn't kissing back, but I can't say I was fighting him off either. I stood there motionless and re-lived. Remembered what I had tried to forget. Why was I here again.?

Dice.

My hand slapped across his face, and he staggered back. I watched his face harden into a grimace as he wiped his lips with his sleeve.