8. Kasen

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I'm not worth being saved.

I'm eyeing her any chance I can get.

She catches me, and I replace my face with a 'shocked' face. But, I'm not shocked.

Oh, no.

Not at all.

I knew she would look up eventually.

But.. I like enraging her.

I like the bubbly feeling in my stomach when she gives me that look. I like when she focuses on me. And only me.

So, I focus on her, hoping she'll focus on me.

And eventually, she does.

But, she's so unpredicatable, that my heart constantly races against my chest in anticipation as she gives me an emotionless stare.

Her bright blue eyes, screaming for me to defend under her gaze and look away.

But, I can't.

The fury in her eyes intrigue me to keep looking, to keep searching for more of her, each time.

And each time, she gives me just a little piece of her.

A piece of her you're bound to break.

The fury in her eyes make my stomach twist, and churn.

The posture of her body is eerily calm, which makes my heart pound.

The emotionless face, makes my palms sweat.

Everything about her makes me nervous.

Why is she making me so nervous?

I have never been nervous before.

Especially not over a girl.

You like her, dumb ass.

I curse silently to my thoughts to just shut the hell up for a second.

They obviously don't listen.

She intrigues you, Kasen.

She makes your heart pound, Kasen.

She makes you feel, Kasen.

She's stunning, Kasen.

She's like nothing anyone has seen before, including you, Kasen.

You're falling, Kasen.

I storm up towards my room.

Sienna bursted out of the dining room just moments ago.

The thought of her frustrated being, made me even more infuriated with myself.

When she tugged at her hair as she lowly growled to herself when she walked out.

The eerily calm, door shut.

No slamming, no yelling, no stomping..

Nothing.

And it intruiged the hunger inside of me.

She brought out that side of me.

And only she can make it go away.

If only it were that easy, Kasen.

Stop fucking saying my name.

No, Kasen.

I look at the person looking back at me.

His grey eyes, dilated to a darker color.

His jaw set firmly, and tightened.

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