Passion is Toxic

Chapter 14

Bell's POV:

After a good chat we both stood up our glasses in our hands whilst standing near the edge . Atleast i know where the edge is now

"I have to tell you something but not literally " he stated staring at me.

What does he want?  to kiss me again? Well if that's true he shouldn't refer telling something  to kissing cause kissing isn't a conversation.  I frowned my brow but managed to brush off my thoughts.

He could tell i was confused so he just dragged me to the other side. "Wait for it" he said instructing me not to look away.

Then from nowhere fire works lite up the sky 'I'm Sorry' was the message written. I turned around at the same time as he did.

"For what?" I asked clearly worried and a bit confused.

"You know earlier... My dad" he said making eye contact with the ground now.

"Are you talking to the ground or me?"I asked playfully hoping he catches on. He looks up and smiles so I'm assured that he got my joke.

"It's alright Keith.. " I start but he cuts me off.

"No it's not" he half yells.  "He had no rigth" he said reducing his voice.

Their was silence for a moment so I decided to speak first. "So are we like a 'real couple'... in school" I add quickly to change the subject and the mood. He looks at me his smirk is back on his sculptured face and it makes me smile.

"We are going to pretend to be one, for our loyal funs" he says looking the other way. I don't know why but i felt as though something just dropped inside my stomach.

"Yeah" I coughed out faking a smile. I gestured my head towards the table as we walked back in silence. I don't know why but now I just want to drink myself to sleep.
I poured more wine in my glass filing it to the top and took two big gulps from it.

"Woah! Slow your roll! Who are we celebrating?" He asked obviously suprised by my sudden urge to drink.

I think for a moment trying to cover up for my hurt feelings which clearly i don't understand why I feel hurt but I do.

"I'm celebrating our 'relationship!'" I say waving my hands and  fake yet another smile and go back to my drinking.

"Oh--ok" he says weakly a ghost of a smile tugging at his lips for a few seconds.

And from there I'm guessing he watched me drink more and more  cause I took three more full glasses. Before I knew it I was already feeling light headed.

"Did I say something wrong?" He asked as though his been waiting for me to be in this state so he can suck the truth out of me without any problems.

"I-i-i..know what you are doing  'pretty boy'" I stummer but manage to compose my sentence using Lizzy's nickname for him. "Nailed it!" i yell feeling rather invincible.

"Pretty boy huh?" He seems amused by the nickname. A little chuckle manages to escape his lips but even in my state it's the best sound I have ever heard him make.

"Don't try to woo me with your.." I wave my hand over his god like body, unable to finish my sentence but very able to make my point. "Two points for Bell!" i cheer for myself emphasising on the 'B'

He snorts.

"What's so funny? Care to share?" "Hey that has a ring to it" I blurt out randomly. 

"Hey princess why don't you tell pretty boy what he did to piss you off? " he asks carefully.

"Oh no! that's a secret" I whisper the last part and giggle.

"So you're not going to tell me?" He asks pouting at me.
"I would love to but" I say putting the glass to my lips to take a sip but he snatches the glass out of my hand. I look at him with a frowned brow.

"Hey!" I whine.

"That's enough for today" he says putting the glass on the other side of the table.

"One last sip"  I try plead but it's no use cause he doesn't let me.

"Come on" he takes my hand, I'm surprised I followed obediently. He led me down the stairs through the balcony and restaurant and back in the elevator.

"Don't touch anything" he warns like a parent.

"Don't touch anything" I try to imitate his voice.

Keith's POV:

Driving tipsy Isy is the worst she has been fiddling and doing all kinds of things, at some point I had to stop the car and I was considering tying her up in the back. But for now she has decided to doze off for a bit and I am more than greatful for it.

She looks so beautiful and very peaceful, her thin pink lips pouting a little bit,  her chest raising up as she takes little breaths, she is still looks amazing in that gorgeous blue dress and she is rocking the shit out of it. I smile at the thought.

When the car comes to a complete stop I'm unable to move because I was fully staring at her without having to watch the road once in a while.

After what seemed like forever but was just a minute or two I convinced myself to open my door, I went around the car picking her up like she was my bride.  When i reached the door step the door opened which i was greatful for cause i wasn't sure how I was going to ring the doorbell with Isabelle in my hands.

"Thank God you guys are finally back! " Lizzy's voice is filled with excitement.

"Where are you going?" I ask obviously confused it's 10pm and she looks all dressed up to go to who knows where.

"For a party, I wasn't sure if 'sleeping beauty' here carried her keys so I had to wait an --"

Her sentence was cut off by the car that was now parked by the road side folllowed by the sound of a car horn.

"That's my que" she says swinging her bag over her shoulders and walking past me. "Oh and her bedroom is the one on your left don't go into mine" she warns.

I close the door with my legs as i head up the stairs with Isy still in my hands. I head towards the room on my left as Lizzy instructed.

When i was finally in the her room I carefully placed her on the bed, I took  her shoes off her feet and inspected her perfect little slender toe nails.

I walked over to her closet trying to find her something suitable to wear, I came across a big grey  t-shirt which was written Green.

You are so weird Miss Green,  I said to myself a chuckle escaping my lips immediately.