The Twelfth Generation

Chapter 4

I sit up in a huge king sized bed. Covered in silk blankets, with matching silk pillow cases.

I look around the big room and find it to be very homey and inviting.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door and made me jump.

"Uh...come in?" I said confused.

A head peeks through the cracked door. "Oh good! You're up!"

"How'd I get here?" I said as I brought the covers to my neck.

I looked down.

I was wearing different clothes.

"Who changed me?" I said slowly.

"I did." Said the guy from the other day.

"You...you TOOK my CLOTHES off?! AND put me in DIFFERENT ones?!" I said getting out of the bed.

"You shouldn't-"

Too late. I tried to stand up, but my legs turned to noodles and my vision was turning sideways.

Out of nowhere, the guy catches me and lays me back on the bed.

"Why can't I stand?"

"Because..." He said nervously. "You haven't recovered yet." He said giving a weak smile.

"Why would I be recovering?" I said accusingly.

"That would be partially my fault. The other is yours." He finished with a sigh.

"Don't even TRY to pull some bullshit lie!" I said, but I already knew he was telling the truth.

He stares at his feet. He looked genuinely hurt. "I'm not lying." He said quietly.

I sigh sitting up. "I know, tell me?" I said sitting up farther.

He sat on the bed by my feet. "When you got up from me shoving you off me, I looked you in the eyes. I had before, but this time I was really looking and..." He didn't have to finish. I knew he was talking about the kiss.

"Then why was I knocked out? And what gave you the idea to change me?"

"You fell into my arms when we kissed. You fainted. And as for that, I thought you'd like to sleep in something more comfortable than burnt clothing." He said matter a factly.

"Well thank you, I think." I said sort of confused whether I should be great full or pissed.

"You're welcome." He said with a big goofy smile. It was so goofy, I started laughing. "What're you laughing at?" He sounded so confused, I laughed even harder.

Suddenly I snorted and instantly stopped laughing.

I feel my face burn hot. I rip the covers over my head and wished I could just go die in a hole.

I peek my eyes at the top of the covers. He was staring at me with a slight smile. Suddenly it turned into a big smile.

"That was the cutest thing I'd ever seen." He said looking in my eyes.

"Don't lie. That's the most unattractive thing a girl can do." I say pulling the covers back over me. He gently pulls the covers off and looks me straight in the eye.

"No matter what u for its attractive. He said. I look down and blush, but he softly pulls my chin to face him.

As soon as our eyes meet, I feel a fire rage inside me.

Suddenly he leans toward me and our lips meet. The raging fire turns into oblivion. My whole world turns black, but before I'm totally out of it, I feel gentle, steady arms embrace me as I fell.