Krysta and I were walking to the mall. She was still looking at her phone. A worried look spread on her face.
I asked, "Are you okay?"
Krysta shook her head and gave me one of her beautiful smiles. She put her phone in her back pocket. My eyes lingered there for a little bit.
I asked, "How was your day?"
Krysta shrugged, "It was fine. I could do without those girls. Seriously. Do they have other things to do other than picking on me? They are such idiots."
I chuckled, "Yeah. I tried to turn them off you, but there is only so much I can do..." I sighed and said quietly, "I'm sorry."
Krysta said with an apologetic smile, "No, I'm glad you try as much as you can. You're too sweet." Her smile brighten my mood. She was so pretty. I was so happy to have her to myself.
I wanted to hold her hand. I wanted to do it to reassure her that she'll be okay.
We walked into the mall.
Krysta said, "Let's stop to the restroom."
I nodded.
We both started walking to the restrooms. As we walked, I enjoyed the neutral look of her face.
I wanted to kiss that face.
"What?" Krysta asked catching my attetion.
I replied, "What, what?"
Krysta asked, "Why are you staring at me?"
I answered, "Because you are pretty. I see why Nick and you are great together." I gave her one of my innocent smiles. This was one thing I was glad about.
She couldn't tell if I lied.
Krysta blushed.
We finally made it to the bathroom area. It was empty. It was just a separate room for the bathrooms.
Krysta said walking to the womens' bathroom, "See you in two!" And she was in.
I laid back against the wall waiting and thinking. Krysta was so pretty. I regretted having let Nick and Krysta get together. I didn't understand why I felt so strongly about her at the moment. But one thought came to mind: Why couldn't she be mine?
"I'm out!" Krysta cheered as she walked out the bathroom. She came up to my until she was beside me.
I had no idea how my face looked, but I could tell she was worried. I didn't wait for her to respond. I asked, "Do you really like him?"
"Hunh?" Krysta said confused. She wasn't used to seeing me like this (whatever "this" was). "What are talking about?"
I muttered, "Why did you pick him?"
She responded, "What do you mean? We were alway close like that, and you have a girlfriend."
"She broke up with me." I said, "She tried to offer me to her friend as if I'm so object. You don't see me like that, do you?" I stared into her concerned dark eyes deeply.
She said shaking her head, "Of course not. You're a great friend."
But I wanted to be more. Why out of things I want, I don't get her?! I worked my butt off with all these idiots! I basically raised my siblings for my parents! I deal and tame my moronic schoolmates! AND I DON'T GET HER?
I put my hand on her shoulder and leaned in to her ear. I whispered, "But what if I want more?"
Krysta took a step back and slapped my hand off her shoulder. She said, "I don't know what you mean."
I stepped towards her and said, "I regretted letting you and Nick get together. I want you."
She shook her head as she said, "But I don't feel the same way. I'm sorry."
My fists balled up. I didn't understand what came over me. I just knew that I wanted her. I reached and clawed my fingers into her hair. I moved forward and kissed her.
That was my first kiss, and I wanted more from her.
Krysta tried pulled back, but I was holding on into her hair. She grunted, "Let go!"
I forced on her another kiss. With that kiss, I moved my hands places where I never cared about with other girls.
"Kai!" Krysa scowled. "Stop it!" She was actually fighting me back. Not many girls even try to fight me (mostly because I've never done this before).
I didn't even stop. I didn't want to. I kept touching her. I didn't know why, but I felt a sense of satisfation, but it wasn't enough. I thought to myself that maybe another kiss would be fine. I gave her another kiss, but this time I decided to added more tongue into it.
Krysta turned her head from me.
Even though I lost her mouth, I licked her cheek.
"KAI!" Krysta yelled.
That made me stop. I let go of her and stepped back. Something in me yearned for more.
The look in her eyes scared me. She was glaring at me with her arms crossed as if to shield her from me.
I didn't know what to say. I didn't feel remorse. I just wanted what I wanted, but I should feel something, shouldn't I? She was a great friend.
Krysta tries to say something. It only resulted with he moving her mouth, but with no noise coming out. She looked at me as if to say: "How could you?".
I could've sworn she was about to slap me.
She didn't. She ran pass me out the room. She was crying.

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Roman pour AdolescentsThis is a story of a sweet innocent teenager boy. He has so many friends he can't count. He is known for his sweet exterior. But what about his interior? Trigger Warning