I am Widow

Chapter 27

My phone starts to ring, INCOMING CALL: JACKSON.

Should I answer?

“Hello!”

“Hi, Jackson can we talk tomorrow? At school? I don’t feel good, sorry,” I say.

“You okay? Do you want me to bring you something?”

“No, it's okay. I just took a pain killer and getting sleepy. So see you tomorrow okay?”

“Okay, but if you need anything just call me,”

“Yeah, bye.”

“Bye, night.”

“Oh, hey-I,"

“What the?” I exclaim. Joe takes away my phone. He is now standing in front of me.

“I’m not done talking to you," he says.

“We should rest, tomorrow we continue,”

“No, I can't wait.”

“Okay, what?” I ask.

He closes the door and locks it. He takes off his black jacket and drops it on the carpet. He begins to walk towards me and gets on his knees. I’m still siting on the edge of my bed, so we are eye to eye.

“You said you made love with Jackson. Tell me how did you feel when you where with him,"

“what?”

“Tell me, did you feel like you where somewhere else? You felt your soul and spirit dance with his,”

I just keep staring at him, how how does he know? He is right. I felt so much intensity and love and passion with every second that passed by.

“See, I am right. Is the same feeling I felt when we made love for the fourth time. Remember the ring I gave you? The one you lost at summer school, you cried cause you thought I was gonna freak out. You laughed when I told you I got it for $3.”

Yeah I remember.

“You counted?” I ask.

“Yeah, only the special nights. Those are the nights I love to remember and cherish.” he smiles.

“I thought I loved you. I was in love with the thought of being in love,” I say.

“But you can't deny you loved me. You felt the same way with Jackson as you did with me,”

“No, I didn’t. I definitely felt more loved and it felt totally right. I don’t have to hide with Jackson,”

“Let me show you that I'm right, right,"

I shake my head, “No, and if you lay a finger on me I scream and call the cops.”

“I’m not going to force you.”

He stands and looks down at me. I'm looking down at my feet, but I feel him getting closer to me. I feel his breathing on my cheeks down to my shoulders. He is resting his weight on both hands.

He slowly plants a kiss on my cheeks, it feels so soft. I turn to the direction of the kiss and I'm face to face with him.

His lips brush mine but I don’t kiss them. I bite my bottom lip, he lightly chuckles. I want to tell him to leave but I can't. I don’t feel scared but uncomfortable.

He begins to tease me by brushing his fingers up and down my arm.

“Stop that," I manage to say.

He stops but begins to brush my hair. His fingers sliding down all the way to my waist and up again to my head.

He cups my face and his thump is moving back and forth feeling my skin.