Disturbed

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3rd week

 

Journal,

 

            A week had pass since that day I made a deal with Summer. And until now, he’s keeping that promise. He’s doing all in his might to help me – I can see it. Like for instance, he came to our house, just to talk to Karen. Telling her that he’s courting me, and of course, Karen being Karen, she was excited hearing that someone is interested in me and is willing to help me move on – if only she knew who she’s talking with  and that he’s just making a deal with me. She literally made a feast just for the 4 of us. Well, Carlo seemed to be gloomy, and constantly glares at Summer, and Summer, being an egoistic bastard would return the glare. I can feel the tense between them and Karen was the only one oblivious. But somehow, something tells me that Karen knows something about Summer, either way, I’m not interested finding out.

 

            Summer enrolled in my school as a “new” student. My mouth literally hangs open when he showed up in my school, walking in the hallway. I know he’s handsome and hot, but I never thought that he would be a head turner. The way he walks like a superstar or a professional model made the girls – even boys – to turn their heads and look at him. What’s more embarrassing is when he treats me like a child. He’ll walk me to and from school. He brings my bag – and even if I argue with him not to, he won’t let me. He’s also very protective, the irritating way of being protective. He would give his icy glare to every boy – even girls – that would try to talk to me in class.

 

            Would my everyday life be like this? This happens in just a span of 1 week. So far, I’m surviving. The question is, how long will I survive?

 

 

 

            “Now, I know what you’re doing.” Summer mumbles. “It’s actually tiring, don’t you think?” Since he is now studying in my school, our teacher gave him the assignment of making a journal, but instead of writing in his notebook, he was just doodling.

            “You’re room is getting colder.” He said seductively in my ear, which gave me goosebumps. “Want to get warm?” I rolled my eyes and ignored him.

            “Shut up, Summer.” I said. “We need to prepare for school.”

            He smirks at me and walked over to my bed, he lied down and put both his hands at his stomach. He closed his eyes, and I can’t help but be fascinated. He was so handsome and you would just want to lick everything of him. In an instant, he vanished in sight and was at my back already.

            “I can hear your breath, and it’s telling me that you’re thinking something perverted.” He whispers in my neck. I blush and tried denying but when he bit, I lost control. I tilted my head back as a moan slipped out from my mouth. As fast as he could, he carried and laid me in the bed with him on top of me. I closed my eyes as I tried to feel the sensation.

Summer stopped and I tried not to whimper with the lost of contact.

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