Without you (currently being edited)

Chapter 22

Author's Note:  Strong language and sexual content.  If your a minor please don't read.

Ellianna's POV-

     I got my normal wake up call from Avery but this time she was pouncing up and down and saying "wakie, wakie you slut."  I just groaned but knew she wasn't serious.  I managed to roll over and throw my pillow at her.  She laughed and bent down and kissed my cheek and said she would see me later.  I laid there for a few minutes trying to will myself to get up.  I had another dream about Gage and this time it was even more vivid because I knew what he could do with my body.  I slowly get up and make my way to the bathroom to get ready.  I'm not sure what to expect and I'm nervous about seeing Gage again.  I decide on a pair of shorts and my vintage Metallica t-shirt.  I wore my hair down because I'm not oblivious to the fact that Gage likes it down.  I apply a little more make-up then I normally do and swipe lip gloss over my lips and make my way back to the room.

     I pick my phone up and see I have a missed text from Gage.

Gage-I missed you last night. How did you sleep?

      I smiled at the text and the nervousness I had slipped away knowing he still wanted me.  I quickly typed back.

Elli-I dreamt about you, so I would say I sleep well. ;o)

     I can't believe I said that but I couldn't help it.  I went and put my books and computer back in my bag and heard my phone chirp.  I picked it back up and it was from Gage.

Gage- what was I doing in your dream Ellianna? ;o)

     I know I blushed and I can't believe he can make me do that even if he's not in the same room with me.  "Damn him" I thought and shook my head and texted him back.

Elli- so not telling you that! See you in a few minutes. :o)

     I can't take the smile off my face and grab my things and head out the door.  I got out side and felt my phone again and looked to see another text message from Gage.

Gage-I'm sure I can find a way to get it out of ya.  I can't wait to see you again.  I only wish 50 other students weren't going to be there ;o)

     "That beautiful bastard" I thought and made my way to class, panties soaked again.  I make it to the room and know I have that stupid ass grin still on my face.  Gage was pulling stuff out of his bag when I walked through and call me crazy but it's like he sensed me and when I walked in he looked up and gave me that fucking ass grin again.  I let out the breath I was holding and thought "this  should be interesting"  I'm not sure how I'm going to make it through class without turning red and not thinking about what we have done.

     I make my way to my seat and "miss bitchy much" turns and says "love the t-shirt."  I didn't say anything and glared at her.  She turned back around with a grin on her face that I'm sure I wanted to slap off her damn face.  I looked back to Gage and he quickly looked at me and then gave her a dirty look.  I couldn't help but smile and think "yeah, bitch he is mine!" I wished I could see the look on her face when he looked at her but she never turned back to me.

    Gage started class and I watched him go from sitting on the desk to moving around the desk to sit.  I let the memory of how his lips felt on mine, on my body, how he felt inside of me.  My memory was quickly interrupted when I hear Gage say my name.  I look at him confused and wasn't sure I would be able to form words when I seen his grin and his eyes were dark.  I shake my head trying to clear my pervious thoughts and said "I'm sorry. What?" 

     Gage grinning at me like that isn't helping the fact that I have no idea what he asked me.  I see "miss bitch" turn and give me a look like she is pleased and then Gage repeats his question.  We have been going over Henry B. Adams works and I knew it well.  He was one of the reason I got obsessed with Japan and their traditions.  It was one of the places he traveled and I got hooked.  I hear Gage ask "his wife? do you know how she died."