I've Been Waiting<3

I've Been Waiting<3 2

Well, watching the Smurf's. It is such a cute movie!!! But i felt like writing again so here is chapter 2. I wonder how Chloe's date will turn out o.O hmmm XD well here it is! Im so excited for this book!!! Heres a picture of Jessica on the right.

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Chapter 2

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**Chloe's POV**

We all get outside to get in Jason's car when Jessica shouts, "I call shot-gun!!!" just like she was a kid again. Sometimes I hated to claim her.

"Whatever, Jesica."

"That means more room in the backseat for us," Kyle says winking at me without any hesitation. Cant some guys learn to shut their mouths?

I gave Jessica a deathglare that I knew went straight through her eyes. And she saw it. I dont think shes ever been so scared of me in her life. She better be. 

"Keep dreaming, darlin," I say with as much sarcasm as I could put out.

Obviously, he didnt catch it.

"Oh forever and always babycakes!" he said with googly eyes.

Men, I swear! They should make leashes or something for them. I roll my eyes and wished the night would end. Please dear God, if you love me, save me!

"Alright you two, lets go before all the good seats are taken when we get to the club. Lets go, go, go!" Jessica says very hurridley. I think she needs a leash, too.

I get seated in the backseat and start to relax when Kyle gets in and isnt hanging all over me. Im glad he has some respect.

"So where are we going? Which club?" I ask because I can never tell what Jessica is going to do. She is always full of surprises. Last time I went to a club with her, we went to a costume club. There were so many druggies there, I was getting high just walking past them. And they served the weirdest drinks. It was like the exotic crap you get from Asia or somethin. Like fried Mill worms that were a garnish to some Fly Volcano martini. The smell was so awful I didnt even wanna taste it. But who would with a name like that.

"Its a surprise!" she says, which scares the hell out of me. Why do I live with her again?

"So Chloe, what do you do for a living?" Kyle asks a few minutes down the road.

"Im the studio manager assistant down at The Bee's Buzz in downtown." Everyone always thought that after a few weeks, I would hate my job but my boss was actually pretty fair and fun to hang with. Shes always giving me a day off when Im not having a good time. She was almost like my best friend.

"Thats cool. Ive never been up there." Kyle says with no interest. Like hes just tryin to make small talk and lead up to something involving a bed.

Not happening.

We finally get to the club and its not as crazy as I thought. The sign says "The VooDoo Club." Well thats not so bad. It looks pretty nice. After we get inside, I found out theres normal drinks and normal people! Thank, God!!!

We all are just hanging out and then Jessica decides she wants to go dance with Jason. That leaves me alone with Kyle.

Damn.

Well the big mouth she is, Jessica yelled,"Hey, Kyle, you two should go dance. Loosen up a little, Chloe!"

Damn. Damn her.

"That sounds like fun," Kyle says in a seductive voice that wasnt super inviting. "Lets dance, Beautiful."

Im gonna kill her. I'll do it.

"Im not so sure thats-" I was saying when he just lifted me up and drug me across the dance floor. He put me in front of him and put his hard stomach against my back. I didnt like this at all. I tried to walk away but he just grabbed me tighter and whispered in my ear "Your not going anywhere." That scared me so much because of the way it sounded like a growl in my ear.He grabbed me even tighter and started grinding on me. I didnt want this. I was groping my butt and touching me wherever his hands led him. I didnt like him doing this. I didnt like anyone doing this.

I freaked. I turned really quick and kicked him where the good Lord split him. He finally let go and I ran. I ran out of the club and sat down on the curb nearby. I fel tthe tears on my face were hot and there were plenty of them. Why did this always happen to me? Didnt I give the vibe that says "Dont touch"? This didnt make sense. Why couldnt guys just...

"Hey, are you ok?"

"Dont touch me again!" I went to tell Kyle. But to my surprise, there was no Kyle. Only some stranger. I think I saw in the club a couple times. I thought I saw him glimpse at me a few times, but I got that alot so I thought nothing of it. 

He was a very attractive guy though. He was tall and had dark brown hair that was kind of shaggy. It framed his figured, tan face. Yes, he was definatley attractive. He was wearing some dark faded blue jeans and a tight-fitting black shirt that showed off this hard stomach muscles and his toned arms. Very well.

"I dont think I could touch you, even if I wanted to, with how upset you are. I saw what happened back there and I was wondering if he hurt you or anything. He shouldnt have acted like that and you had every right to hurt him," he says in a gentle voice that sent chills all through me. But, just to be safe, I wasnt going to fall for any flirtatious moves.

" Im fine. Just a little upset," I say with caution. I didnt want to give up too much information and have him feel sorry for me.

"Would you like me to drive you home? I talked to your friend, Jessica I think and she is totally wasted. She said I could give you a ride home."

It would probably be a good idea to go home and just go to bed. Just sleep all of tonight off. And it was only a ride home and I was getting tired anyways.

"That would be great. Thanks"

We get in his Jeep and I tell him where I live. "My cousins used to live over there before they moved to Alabama. I guess Flordia wasnt good enough," he stated, noticing he was trying to lighten the mood.

"I guess not," I giggle nervously. I am usually never nervous around guys but its probably because of what just happened.

The ride home was very quiet and I guess I fell asleep because I felt strong arms come across my lap and unbuckle my seatbelt. I was too tired to care so I let him pick me up and carry me into the house. He whispered into my ear in a husky voice, "Wheres your room?"

The tickle of his breathe on my ear made me shiver.

"First room on the left upstairs," I say tiredly. He carried me upstairs and took my shoes off after he layed me on my bed. Afterwards, he picked me up again and laid me under my warm quilt. I hear him go downstairs, thinking he was leaving, but then came back up with a glass of water. I guess he got the glass from the dish-drainer next to the sink. He set it down on the table and was about to leave the room when, unexpectedley, I lift my head and say, "Dont go. Please stay. I dont want to be alone."

I dont know why I did that but I did. I just wanted a shoulder to cry on for everything. I hated burdening him with that, but I had no one. He was hesitant at first, not knowing what to think. Then he came and laid under the quilt, but left the sheet under him. It surprised me at first that he didnt go all the way under, but then again, it also made me feel comfortable. I came and laid my head on his shoulder and just cried. I cried for quite a while. And he stayed. He actually stayed. After a while, I finally fell asleep. With him holding me.

A total stranger was comforting me. I didnt even know his name.

But I was content and comfortable.