The Note (completed)

A Piece Of Paper

Eleven
{Daytona's Point Of View}

After Jordaine kissing me, Ayden was awkward around me.

Even an hour later, she just left with just a "good bye". Sure it hurt, but I got over it quickly.

Is it so wrong that I don't feel guilty about Jordaine kissing me? I can't help it. I feel bad for Ayden for lying to her all the time about Jordaine.

Besides, what if Ayden is just going to throw me away once she's done playing around with me?

Now, all I can feel in my body is worry. Worry if Jordaine hates me. Worry if Ayden just wants to use me. Worry if I can't control myself and go unstable. I need something...

For the first time in years I have the urge to hurt myself. I've been clean for so long...

So, I instead of doing something I might regret, I reach over behind my bed and grab my notebook with it's pen. I open it up to a new page, and start writing:

I can't look at myself in the mirror anymore. Why do I have feelings for two people? One, my girlfriend, the other, my step sister. It's so wrong.

So, what is wrong with me?

I don't want to hurt either of them, but I already did. The thing is, a huge part of me wants to be with Jordaine, but a little part of me also wants to be with Ayden.

Why can't I chose?

I don't know who is better for me. I wish Jordaine never found out about that note. I just want things back to the way they were. I just want my big sister back, the one I fight with, and play with. The one I hate... but love.

I rip out the page viciously out of my notebook, so hard that I lose my grip on the paper and it floats in the air. I don't even bother grabbing it in mid-air. Instead I just watch it as it swings back and forth while floating down, hitting the floor. I look over my bed, and it landed almost under the bed, just barely peeking out to make it look noticeable.

I already feel the stress, confusion, and anger lifting off my shoulders, the tightness in my chest loosening up, and the dizziness that filled my mind disappearing. I potentially feel better.

Now, time to rip it up...

I swing my legs around off the bed and touch the floor to get up. But before I can reach down to grab the piece of paper, the door opens suddenly, revealing Jordaine.

I sit up straight and move over on the bed to hide the piece of paper so Jordaine doesn't see it. I don't want her reading this one.

"Day Day, I— I need to explain something." Jordaine says plainly and walks into the room, shutting and locking the door, then sitting next to me. "I'm sorry." She barely whispers.

I look over at her with widened eyes. She's sorry? She does sound genuine and sincere. But, what if she's lying? Jordaine doesn't lie though...

"Sorry? For what?" I ask and scoot a little bit so I can sit farther from her.

"For everything." She sighs and runs a hand through her hair, "I dunno if it's just that punch that finally knocked some sense into me but I'm sorry. I'm sorry for almost ruining your relationship, I'm sorry for kissing you, I'm sorry—"

"Just shut up." I cut her off while placing my hands on the back of her neck as I pull her close, smashing my lips on top of hers.

What am I doing? Obviously cheating on my girlfriend with my step sister. But, I still don't feel guilty. It's so horrible I know, I'm horrible.

I like this, though. I like the feeling of Jordaine's soft lips against mine. I love that I get all of these different feelings while being with Jordaine than I do with Ayden or anyone else. The fuzziness in my stomach, the heart explosion, the mind spinning, the body tingling, these feelings are amazing and I love them. Surprisingly, I only get them when I'm with Jordaine.

I hate but have to admit it to myself already. I'm in love with Jordaine...

Jordaine kisses me back eagerly and pushes herself against me, to lay us down with her on top of me. I give in, and I just go with the flow.

Jordaine runs her hands up my shirt, feeling around my stomach and chest, making me shiver. Our lips part, making our tongues meet together roughly. Jordaine sets her legs on either side of my waist, and grinds her hips down against mine. I let out groan, causing Jordaine to pull away from our kiss.

I give her a puzzled look, but all she does is takes off her shirt, drops it on the ground, and grins down at me.

I widen my eyes and trail my eyes to her chest and kept staring. Looking at Jordaine shirtless was fascinating, I don't know what it is, she's just so attractive. Her body was perfectly toned, and slim. Her skin smooth and flawless.

She grabs the hem of my shirt and slips it off of me easily, dropping it next to her shirt.

I feel my face raise in temperature as the fuzziness spreading throughout my body intensifies.

Jordaine smirks again and leans down, kissing my neck. I moan as she meets my weak spot and tangle my fingers in her hair, pulling on it because of the tension that's built up in my body.

I want more...

I feel her chest, down her stomach, and rest them at her lower region. Jordaine gasps against my neck, and leans over, kissing me aggressively again.

This is all so overwhelming. Jordaine and I actually being like this, both of us wanting and craving each other. But, all of the sudden, Ayden pops up in my head. I'm actually cheating on her...

Instinctively, both Jordaine and I pull away and stare at each other at the same time. Jordaine looks pleased with herself, that she got to be able to do this with me, well... having me cooperate this time. I am also pleased, but the guilt is starting to pimp slap me.

"I love you, Daytona." Jordaine whispers as she hugs me tightly.

A smile comes across my face and tears rim my eyelids. I know she means it this time in the way that I do...

Jordaine never sounds like this when she states our "brotherly" love. But, this is different. The tone in her voice is even different. It makes a warm fuzzing feeling fill my chest, it's overwhelming.

"I love you too, Jordaine." I mumble into her shoulder finally hugging her, as well.

A few minutes after our embrace, we let go of each other, and Jordaine still has a smile on her face, which makes me keep my smile. She must be seriously happy.

"I'll get our shirts," She chuckles slightly and reaches over to grab our shirts.

To think that everything will be fine, and I will be getting my shirt handed to me. I was wrong...

Jordaine doesn't sit up with our shirts, she sits up with a piece of paper.

The note.

[Picture is Daytona] ⬆

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