Things Left Unsaid

Chapter 13 - Just Done

[Stephanie's POV]

I ran away. Fuck Clark. Fuck everyone. Fuck my brother's ex-girlfriend!

Just.. Just fuck it!

Clark Ellis has done more damage to me than I thought. He was the reason my dear brother almost killed himself.

He was the reason I had an unworthy first!

I sighed. What an eventful day. A fight with Drake. A fight with Clark.

I'm tired of this shit.

I go back to the dormitories only to see Drake waiting outside my room.

What does he want?

He stood up when he saw me. But he was blocking the door. "Excuse me," I said.

"Steph..."

"What do you want?"

He held my chin up. "Please stop crying."

"Yeah, well, I have. So, please get the fuck away from my door."

"Steph, I'm sorry."

I closed my eyes. "Can you please don't? Just go, okay?"

"Steph, please."

He hugged me. And I can't help but hug him back.

I guess I could use a hug...

"I'm sorry, baby. I shouldn't have said those things. It wasn't your fault."

I sigh. "You know what? It's fine. I'm sorry too."

I opened the door and Katie wasn't there. Drake held my hand and pulled me back to him. He kissed my forehead.

"Stephanie, I'm really sorry."

I looked into his blue eyes. Ugh, they were so damn beautiful. "I told you, it's fine."

He cupped my face. "No, it's not, baby. I'm sorry."

I gave him a small smile. "I told you, Drake. It's fine."

He kisses me in the lips which caused me to close my eyes. Damn, his lips were damn soft and gentle. He sent the butterflies in my stomach fluttering.

He pulls back and he laughed. What the hell? "Well, someone likes my kisses."

I opened my eyes and hit him in the chest. "Jerk! I hate you!"

He laughed. I removed his arms from my waist. Then he stopped. He looked at me with concern in his eyes. "Wait, you don't mean that, right?"

I grabbed some clothes from my closet and my towel and headed for the bathroom.

"Steph..." He called behind me. I ignored him and entered the bathroom.

Ha! He'll never know.

He knocked on the door three times. "Steph! You don't actually hate me, right?"

I didn't answer.

He knocked again. "Stephanie..."

I smiled. I was just teasing him. He deprived me of those sweet kisses and he's going to pay!

I heard him sigh. "Steph, what are you planning to do? Stay there until I get tired?"

This time I answered, "Maybe."

He knocked again. With a hint of frustration, he said, "Aw, come on, baby!"

When my fingers were all wrinkly, I decided to get out of the shower. I brushed my teeth and slipped into my clothes. When I got out, Drake was sleeping on my bed.