Lovely Desire

Pushing It

Pushing it

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            LEO pulled into the driveway to his house and parked the car. I got ready to make a run for my house which was only next door. If I made it, Leo wouldn’t question my sanity. I bit my bottom lip and contemplated my chance of racing over to my house before they caught me and they weren’t good. I sighed and glared at Leo and Jamie.

“I hate you guys. All I wanted to do was get home and watch True Blood,” I grumbled. Leo chuckled. “You saw every episode. You cannot fool me Faith Lynn Pierce.”

            At this point I wanted to kick Leo in his throat. He knew me too well! How heck does he knows so much? Geez, he was a borderline stalker. I crossed my arms against my chest and looked out the window at my house longingly. “I’m just not going to leave the car. I have my Orange Juice. That’s good enough for me. I’ll ask my mother stop by the store on her way home to buy me some spaghetti.”

Leo sighed. “Then, we are just going to have to talk in here,” My eyes widen as I watched Leo get out the car. I groaned and quickly hopped out the other door.

“Hey!”

            I didn’t even look behind me I started sprinting for my house. I wasn’t the fastest girl, but I certainly wasn’t slow. My breathing was harsh as I kept running, but I clearly didn’t run fast enough because Leo tackled me and literally smashed my breast with his body weight.

I yelped out my pain and tried to get him off of me. “Leonard! Get the heck off before I get breast cancer!” I growled. He took his body weight off of me, but he held my arms together and brought it to the top of my head.

“Leo! Get away from me!”

Leo shook his head. “No. You are going to talk – right now. If I let you go, you will run.”

I smirked. “You know me well,” I said approvingly. Leo chuckled. “You can’t distract me. Talk right now. What the heck has been going on with you? And don’t say crap about menstruation, PMS, or the flu. Tell me the dang truth, Faith.”

I sighed. How was I going to start? No – where the heck was I going to start? Would I start at the bond that we have? If we even have a bond? Maybe it was my imagination. Maybe my mind tricked me into thinking Mr. Lawrence actually felt those emotions towards me. I wasn’t particularly imaginative, but anything was possible. Maybe I was schizophrenic? I had no clue, but I was going to figure out and I knew Mr. Lawrence being interested in me was not an option.

“I can’t talk in this position. And I want my orange juice.” I told Leo. He sighed and his grip on my arms loosened. “I’ll get your orange juice and we’ll talk in my house. Alright?” I nodded obediently. I knew I probably wasn’t going to even abide by his directions. I knew I was going to make a run for my house. I didn’t want him to think I was crazy or anything. I wasn’t . . .  I think I wasn’t. I have deluded myself into thinking I felt my teacher’s emotions. So I must be crazy, right? I must be delusional. But yet I didn’t want anybody to intercede.

“Ok, I’m going to let you go. And when I do you better not run.” Leo warned me with a cocked eye brow. I smile innocently, urging him on. Leo dropped his hands and eyed me carefully. I didn’t move an inch. I needed him to get a decent distant away so that I could make a run for my house.

My smile didn’t falter as Leo slowly backed up, looking at me with every step. I still kept on my innocent smile. When he reached into his convertible, I quickly stood up. I turned around and sprinted towards my house. I checked to make sure my keys were in my pocket as I ran as fast as I could.