Gentle One

Chapter 2

James tried to get up, but is hands failed. I gently placed him back down and stroked his brown hair. "I'm sorry, no getting up. It's a black eye, and your tired. It was *very* late last night. Get some more sleep," I stopped stroking his hair and went to rubbing my thumb on his cheek. He closed his eyes and I saw a small smile spread on his face as he relaxed. I kissed him on the forehead and left my room, quietly closing the door.

I stood on my tiptoes as I went down the stairs. I found my sister at the kitchen table eating chocolate chip waffles while watching Batman Beyond. I opened the pantry and quickly poured myself a bowl of Cheerios and a spoon on the way out. I started eating a little until I heard a noise from my room. I raced up with my Cheerios and opened my door. I found James' phone on the floor and him sitting up. "You're up," I said quietly. "Yep," he said weakly. I stood there and looked into his gorgeous brown eyes. I walked up to his phone and picked it up, handing it to him. I grabbed hold of his hand and squeezed it tightly.

I spun around on my heels and opened my closet and quickly grabbed a black and white stripped tank that showed some of my back and picked up my black Rachel boots. I fast walked to my drawer next to my bed, picked out some Abrecombie & Fitch skinny jeans and walked out the door to the bathroom and quickly changed.