Pressures of Love {ON HOLD}

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Riley’s POV

I can’t believe everything that happened tonight. Shit, this was bad, and yet I’m glad it happened.

Bad because now she’s going to want an explanation for my actions, especially since I attacked her…I can’t believe I attacked my Melissa. The one person I’ve always wanted to protect from the assholes of the world, the one person that accepts the messed up me no matter what.

The only person, besides the Kanchos, in the world that never asked me why. 

And she deserves an explanation. She helped me so much by just holding me like she cared, not demanding any answers. She didn’t retaliate after I attacked her. She didn’t even get angry.

I don’t deserve someone like her.

But it’s also good because of that kiss. Holy mother of…of…crackers…that was HOT…and if that little brat hadn’t heard us, who knows what could’ve happened. I really want to know where this side of Melissa came from. I mean, for years we’ve always kind of flirted, but we never actually made anything of it.

Why did that damn kid have to ruin it?

Wait a second, were we really that loud?

I looked down and saw I was still hard, I could feel my Mini Me straining against my boxers and shorts. The way she kissed me, it was absolutely electric. Her touch drove me insane; I shivered at the thought of it, and when she wrapped her legs around me…

I groaned. These thoughts are not helping me!

Old wrinkly men…dead squirrels…Alex Pettyfer…sparkly Edward…come on…

I stood there with my eyes closed till I felt myself relax, shit I better go to sleep before things get worse. I stepped into the teepee, climbed in my bed, and waited for sleep to claim me.

Friday morning, the last morning of camp, went as every morning this week did. Mark and I took the kids on the morning walk while Melissa stayed behind to make the food. I haven’t seen her since last night; I wonder how she’ll act around me? Does she regret staying with me, kissing me?

Will she not want to be friends anymore? Will this be too awkward for her?

Damn it, the indecision is killing me!

The walk didn’t take long, the kids knew where we were going by now and don’t linger behind as much since they know breakfast is straight after.

When we got back, I headed down to the teepee area to keep an eye on everything. My confusing thoughts taunting me constantly while I checked both the teepees to see how big the mess was going to be.

Both areas were pretty clean, everyone just needed to pack their things after breakfast for when their parents come to fetch them at lunch time. I can honestly say that I can't wait to go home!

As much as I love working with kids, big groups like this get a bit much after a week. I’ll always do this though; I don’t see myself doing anything else. I don’t think I can do anything else really.

The kids started making their way down and Mark quickly followed, sending me up to get my food.

I ran up the hill quickly, making my way to the back of the house faster than normally. Desperate? No, of course not.

Curious? Possibly.

I got to the table and Melissa wasn’t there, I heard rattling coming from inside the kitchen though. I saw my breakfast on the table, and my stomach growled despite my need to see Melissa.