A Paranormal Love (Ectofeature) (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 8

~Spencer~

I can't move.

I barely feel like I can breathe.

At least I can be certain why I feel this way...

Billy just kissed me.

Who knows how much time has passed? I have not moved from my spot in what feels like an hour.

I can't believe he did that. He connected his lips to mine.

W- What am I supposed to do? I feel... good.

My face heats up as I remember the exact moment. Time felt like it had stopped. The world around us was spinning. My head felt light and weightless. My chest burned with passion.

And I enjoyed every second of it.

It brought about so much pleasure... That I could never expect such brutal pain.

He had stopped the kiss, only to leave me once more.

Why would he do this?
Did that kiss mean anything?

Does he... like me?
But... He ran away.
He's only confusing me further.

Billy... Don't you know I want you?

I shook my head to come back to reality. All that Billy had done was leave me. A kiss and a disappearance. Quite frankly, the thought that he left me was overriding the feelings brought from him kissing me.

I feel alone...

I start to get ready for the day. Today is Friday, so at the very least, it's only one more stressful day before I can contemplate everything over the weekend.

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After getting ready, I left the house and start my walk to the school.

Billy hadn't come back to the room, so I had no idea if he would be coming with me or not. As much as I want him to be with me, it's probably better this way. I haven't sorted out any of my own feelings and surely we would only feel extremely awkward around each other.

I only wish that we could've talked about it. But what is there really to talk about?

"Why did you kiss me?" I say to myself, as if the answers would present themselves.

"Was it a 'bro-thing'?"
"Was it experimentation?"
"Was it ignorance...?"

I can't help but imagine different connections to the meaning behind the kiss. Yet, there were two questions above all the others that might have struck the most.

"Was it love...? Or was it all a joke to you..." I sigh to myself, feeling a tug on my heart.

Trying to make sense of something that you don't understand usually was never good for you, I knew that. No matter how you view something, you have a negative thought somewhere in there. That thought eats away at you, making you feel less and less hopeful than you were originally. Continuous thoughts are only mind killers, and nothing can help you except for the real answer.

I finally step onto school grounds, feeling tired and depressed, yet the day hadn't even started.

I sigh and close my eyes, wanting to disappear as well. The wind provides a gentle brush against my skin, calming me down only slightly. It is when a familiar voice sounds that I am knocked out of this peaceful bliss.

"Hi, Spencer!" Shanilla spoke.

I open my eyes and look at her. I feel a little surprised, but can't really pin-point a "why" to it.