Zeke at Heart

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Chapter Four

Zeke at Heart

"So there you are," said Trevor. He gave me a mocking grin, and closed the distance between us in only a few strides. "Who's the girl? Cheating on me now?" He smiled his wicked breathtaking grin and I frowned. Even when my stomach turned at the sight of the grin, I could still feel static between us. He is such a cheater!

"I don't date chicks, Trevor! You of all people should know that." I sneered. He pulled me into his chest, and lifted me so I was at eye level with him.

He smirked, and said, "So does that mean you’re still free?"I growled at him, and kicked his stomach. He released his monster grip, and frowned at me as he clutched his stomach in pain. "You really shouldn’t do that!” He charged into me, causing both of us to smack onto my bed. He rolled off of me, and smiled. “See.” I looked him in the eyes, and saw something I haven’t seen in a while. Warmth. He propped himself up on his shoulder, and his grin grew wide. “So…..” that overprotective edge in his voice, those heart-shuddering green eyes, that newly warm smile could only mean one thing.

“Hey, Zeke,” I said, cautiously. “Is that really you?”

“I don’t know…..” he said jokingly. He pulled me into a forced embrace, and smiled. He leaned in, and playfully brushed his lips against mine, causing my heart to race, and my head to spin. Static pulsed between us, feeling like fire and ice, both heating and cooling my veins, causing me to shake violently under him momentarily. He pulled away, too soon. “You tell me.”

I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed him, forcing him to lean towards me. I kissed him hungrily refusing to release him, making him feel all the years that passed between his absences, all the love I have for him, while my body was molded to his in an unbreakable grasp. He squeezed me closer to him, and I felt a smile play on his lips as I continued to kiss him. After seven long, everlasting minutes, I pulled away and we both gasped for air. My heart continued to shudder and speed even though we were barely touching at the least.

“I missed you, Midnight.” He said victoriously. This time I smiled. “Three years is a long time. I really like kissing my girlfriend, you know.” Girlfriend? Girlfriend! “It’s hard being sober." I took him into my arms, and gazed longingly into is eyes.

“I missed you too, Boyfriend.” He laughed, and kissed me again. "So where are we meeting tomorrow?" That caught me off guard.

"I...don't know." I smiled sheepishly. His answering smile was dazzling.

“I have an idea!”

“Where?”

“How about we go behind the school?” I thought about how we use to sneak behind the library in the asylum, and tell each other secrets, and nodded in agreement.

“My Zeke will be Zeke.” He laughed, and kissed me playfully.

School seemed like it took forever. I was bouncing up and down in my seat, waiting for him, who would hopefully be behind the school. After thirty long, deafening seconds, the two thirty bell finally rang, and I sped out of class.

I sprinted all the way to the back of the school to find his profile waiting with hungry eyes.

“Hey…” he said longingly, “I missed you too.” I smiled and he grabbed me in his arms. He smiled, and kissed me hungrily, and lustfully. Then it hit me.

This wasn’t Zeke……

“Trevor.” I whispered in horror.

“Midnight!” screamed a voice. Trevor laughed, and continued to kiss me, when Melony came smacking into him, sending all of us flying into the pavement. Melony yanked me off the ground, and threw Trevor a menacing glance.

“So this is your little girlfriend,” he mocked, “might as well be mine too.”

I snarled and pulled Melony away from him. I needed her as far away from him as possible.

What had happened last night? I knew that was Zeke in my bedroom. How did Trevor come back so fast? Nothing has ever pulled Zeke to the surface like that, so how did he just-.

I started to shake at the realization. Something big was going on inside Trevor’s mind, and if it’s like any of the articles I read online, they could possibly die. Or worse…I could.

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