Over Again by Kiana Orange

Chapter 5

"You can't do it."  I said.

"Are you challenging me, Williams?" Jaden asked.

"I'm not challenging you. I'm challenging your ability to be balanced."

"Okay, just watch. I can do it." He said. Sure, he can. He soon stood up and picked up his right leg before propping it against his left thigh, standing in a tree pose.

"Shit! Cramp!" He suddenly said as he fell backwards and on top of me. "I'm sorry!" he apologized, examining me to see if I was hurt.

"You know what you can do? Can you get off me? You're crushing my chest." I told him as if I was already out of breath. He climbed off of me and began placing small kisses on my forehead and all around my face.

I stopped him before saying, "Jaden, I'm fine. It's okay."

"You are a shitty liar." He said as he pulled me into a kiss. Maybe I do feel a little better.

He got back on his feet and reached out his hand for me to take. I accepted it and tried to pull myself up, when I accidentally pulled him forward causing him to fall on top of me once again.

"Sorry, again! I wasn't paying attention." He said.

"No shit, Sherlock." I replied to him with. He gave out a warm chuckle and pulled me into another kiss. He then pulled away and looked into my eyes for a moment.

"I-I love you, Jasmine." He suddenly said which caused my eyes to widen.

"You d-do?" I asked, trying to control my stutters. He nodded.

I leaned up and pressed my lips against his. Soon a wide smile grew across my lips before I said, "I love you too."

He pressed his body further into mine as our lips moved in sync. He then slipped his tongue into my mouth, exploring every inch of it which caused me to give a small moan into his mouth. With a growing smirk, he pulled away to let the both of us breathe.

"Be mine." He whispered.

"Be mine.." I echoed.

*

I woke up from that horrific memory with my lungs gasping for air and my lips ready to form out a scream. I didn't understand why I still thought about him. Since that day, I wanted nothing to do with him. But now he just seemed to be appearing everywhere. It was like I couldn't escape from him.

I looked over at my alarm clock that read a quarter past 9. Eh, might as well get ready. I climbed out of bed and trudged into my attached bathroom.

I took a quick shower and changed into a simple t-shirt and jeans and put my hair up in a pony tail once again. I then met everyone downstairs in the kitchen to eat breakfast.

"My letter came in yesterday.." said Marcus from where he sat across from me at the table. Everyone fell silent for moment to hear what he had to say. "I got in!" He cheered.

Everyone around the table cheered in excitement except me.

"I'm very proud of you, son." said Dad along with a couple nods from everyone else.

A couple months before we moved, Marcus underwent boot camp. Military boot camp. Thankfully, his boot camp extended past the U.S. and here in Britain where he just finished.