His Love For Me [MINOR Editing]

Chapter 19

Chapter 19-

 

 

 

 

STEFAN:

 

 

 

"Stefan, did you get the buy the tickets yet?"

I stared intently at Chantel who's arms were filled with both cups of popcorn, drinks, and licorice. I couldn't help but laugh as the products consumed her skinny arms immensely as if she was getting tired of holding them. She looked at me weirdly, but had that amazing smile I had come to love for the past five months.

"Yeah, they're right here," I replied holding the two thin pieces of paper for her to see. "But before we go in, you want me to help you with those? It seems like you're arms are about to fall off."

She chuckled, but brought her arms towards me to take the food in for the tickets. "Thanks, Stefan. My hands were cramping a little."

I nodded and after a few minutes passed by, we headed inside the dark movie theatre. As soon as we took our seats, I handed Chantel her side of the junk food before I took a hold of mine, and once we got that out of the way, the beginning of the film started to play.

It had been a minute since Chantel and I went out somewhere fun, so when she called me unexpectedly to go watch one of her favorite action movies, I reluctantly agreed. Even though I thought about canceling at the last minute, the sound of her voice when she called me made me say something I really didn't want to say. Because of what I did a couple of days ago, I didn't want to see, talk,or even think about Chantel just for the fact that the guilt would eat me alive.

I still couldn't believe I over-stepped my boundaries with Jasmine though. When she barged in my room that morning I was shocked. All night I had been worried sick, because she hadn't come home that night, and when she brought herself to my door, I was taken back at how she looked. Blood shot stained her eyes, her hair was frizzed to the point that even static electricity couldn't keep up, and her clothes had been rumpled all over. Something in the back of my mind told me this had something to do with Ken, but when she jumped on me all that fell right out the window.

But after we finished having sex, I couldn't help but want to hold her. Squeeze her; something that had to do with just touching her. But immediately after I placed my hands against her waist, guilt washed over me. It finally dawned on me that I had officially cheated on my girlfriend who I had come to love after five months. Of course I felt like absolute shit when I slept with Jasmine, but I had to think positive about it. Maybe it was a good thing I had sex with her just because I needed to get her out of my system for good; maybe stepping out of my relationship would get me out of this trance I had for Jasmine.

"Baby, you OK? You look like somethings bothering you," Chantel said, transitioning me out of my thoughts.

I swiftly turned to look at her face which contorted to a soft expression. I smiled lightly at her, then placed my hand underneath hers. "I'm alright; I guess I got a little hazed. I'm god though, you don't have to worry."

She nodded slowly and then squeezed my hand tighter before she paid her attention back unto the playing movie. And just like that, she was whipped while I was still in my whirlwind of pure guilt.