[39] We Have Time

260 19 12
                                    


[IMAGE OF TESS IN HER PARTY CLOTHES ABOVE]

Tess's POV

"Josh, I am going to the party tonight," I whined. We were at my place, in my bedroom.

"No, you're not. You know everyone will be getting drunk, right?" he stated.

"I know. But I'm not getting drunk. And Luke's gonna be there; so I'll be fine," I explained while rolling my eyes at the amount of times we had disagreed over this.

"No way. You're not going with Luke and you're not going to the party," he casually stated.

"You're not my dad, Josh! You can't tell me where I should or shouldn't go!" I yelled, heat flaring through my body.

"I know, princess. I-" he started off calmly.

"No! Don't 'princess' me! You can't tell me what to do. Yes, you're my boyfriend, but-" Damn. Damn, damn, damn.

"Boyfriend?" he laughed.

"I thought we were-" my voice cut off by his laughter. I threw a pillow at him before heading to the bathroom and locking the door.

"What happened Tessie? Is someone heartbroken?" she cooed.

"Go away. Go away," I mumbled, my body curled up in the corner of the bathroom.

"Go away? Why would you want me to go away? I'm here to help you, Tessie. I'm here to tell you that you're not needed. Nobody wants you! Not your friends! Not your parents! Nobody!" she screamed.

Soon, hot tears were rolling down my cheek. "Tessa?" Josh knocked on the door. "I'm sorry,"

"Now, now Tessa. Don't cry. Here take this, and use it. You won't have to go through the troubled of life ever again," she said, while handing me my shaving blade.

She's right. Why am I living when there's no point?

I pressed the blade against my wrist and squeezed my eyes shut. Before I knew it, blood was oozing out of the deep cut on the inside of my wrist. My eyes were still squeezed and my fists clenched.

Suddenly, the door flew open. I looked up to see Josh with wide eyes. "Tessa!" he ran towards me and lifted me off the floor. "Tessa, why?" I could only see the figure of his body before everything went black.

-----------------

"Where am I?" I asked, while squeezing my eyes shut at the bright lights.

"You're at home, princess. Don't worry, everything's fine," I familiarised Josh's voice.

"How bad was it?" I questioned with a frown on my face. I wanted to leave this place, but I guess it's not for me to take my life.

"It wasn't much, thankfully. But, why?" He said, a worried expression smothered on his face. "Was it the party? Don't worry. If you're in the right condition, then you can go. With me." he smiled.

"Really?" I shockingly questioned.

"Hmm,"

"You're still an asshole, you know that?" I teased.

"Oh, I'm still an asshole?" he said in a playful tone.

He joined me on my bed and laid beside me. "Does an asshole do this to his girlfriend?"

Unexpectedly, he smashed his lips to mine. My stomach began doing flips while heat rushed through my body. I pulled away and stared into his eyes.

"Girlfriend?" I teased.

"Hmm," He replied while peppering delicate kisses on the crook of my neck.

"Can I get ready for the party now?" I asked with my puppy face on.

"Ugh," he groaned while tipping his head back to express his frustration.

"Fine," he moaned. He got up off the bed and helped me up as well. I began walking towards my wardrobe but was pulled back - he hadn't let go of me yet.

"Josh, I need to get ready," I whined.

He pulled me towards his chest and whispered, "Jump," in my ear. I followed as instructed and jumped up and wrapped my legs around his waist. I hung my arms around his neck for support and my head resting on his shoulder. His hand gripped onto my upper thighs making my stomach do its flips again.

I squealed as he bit my ear playfully before whispering in a low seductive voice, "We have time, Princess,"

Before I knew it, he'd smashed me against the nearest wall and began sucking on my sweet spot, just below my collar bone.

----------------------

"How do I look?" I asked Josh. I was wearing a white neck crop top with high waisted denim shorts. My hair was up in a messy bun and light make up on my face.

"Um, creative?" he said while raising an eyebrow.

"Josh," I whined at his comment.

He took a few steps closer until we were less that a foot apart. "Fine, you look great. You look like my Princess," he smiled.

I hung my arms around his neck and brought my lips to his ears. "And you look like an asshole," I grinned.

--------------------

A/N:

Heyyo

Almost 600 views! Thank you so much:)

Comment below about what do you think is going to happen at the frat house party?

The picture at the start of the chapter is how Tessa looks for the party.

Don't be a silent reader. VOTE, COMMENT or SHARE?

Twitter: because_rhinos

Ly :)

><><><><><><><><><><><><>

RANDOM QUESTION:

Would you rather have the power to fly or be invisible?

Hmm.. I'd like to have the power to fly because I already posses the invisibility cloak

Schizophrenia [#Wattys2017]Where stories live. Discover now