Fixed At Her Teen

Chapter 9

Dave's POV

What the ?

That was what I almost uttered when I opened my front door.

What is she doing here?

When she looked up at me, I met her grey eyes which looked dark tonight.

I always got lost in them before. But now, anytime I'm close to getting lost in them, something flickers in them before she removes her gaze from mine.

I could have sworn I saw hurt.

But I wondered why.

Then the way she drank down two filled glasses of water was...I had to do everything I could from tracing the water which trailed down her lips. Then she licked it off and I got HOT.

"...why haven't you been at work?" She asked

"I just get more work done here than there" I said truthfully

Being around her in the office was a waste of time. I knew I'd never be able to concentrate with her roaming the office.

Staying home was a way to avoid her and I'd get more things done. Although I get distracted when she crosses my mind, but it's better than being in the office and not getting anything done at all.

"What if I hadn't come to work there, would you still have thought that way?" She asked

I just looked at her as my jaw clenched.

"What exactly are you here to talk about Ivy?" I asked, changing the subject

I watched as she took a deep breath
"I have this crazy idea that you're working at home cause you're trying to avoid me at the office. But then I wonder why you would try to avoid me" she said "Asides all the crazy tension going on between us I have no other reason to think you'd avoid me and that reason just isn't good enough" she looked at me

I just kept on staring at her, into her eyes.

She got me.

"Why?" She asked "Why are you trying to avoid me? Is it because of something I did or said?"

I snorted
"You think to highly of yourself, Ivy" I said "You're not the reason for everything I do and don't do. You're not important to matter to me. So don't think me not being at the office has anything to do with you" I forced myself to say, but it hurt as I spoke each word

I watched as her eyes became glassy.

Shit!

Great job Dave!

Great job!

You just have to hurt her every time you utter something from your mouth.

She looked away and got up from the kitchen stool she sat on.

"Well, I should get going" she said avoiding my gaze

I clenched my jaw when I heard the hurt and pain in her voice.

I wanted to punch something for being a jerk to her. The hurt that flashed in her eyes when I said those things made me feel like hell. Like I was not worthy to be near her. I felt awful. Goddamn awful.

"Yea you should" I forced out again, clenching my jaw so hard I thought I was gonna get a migraine

She walked back the same way we came in. I didn't follow her cause I knew if I did, I'll loose it all and do what I've been longing to do.

Pull her into my arms and look into her grey eyes. Lean into her as we breath in the same air. My lips touches her soft ones and I pull back cause of all the passion swirling between us.

We're both hyperventilating. I snake my hands on the small of her back and pull her as close to me as she could be. The desire to be with her burns inside me. Her lips are parted as she stares into my eyes with the same intensity of desire I feel for her.

And I bend my head and kiss her the way I've always wanted to. The way I've always dreamt I would. The way I've always imagined I would...

Bang!

I snapped out of my reverie as I heard the door slam shut.

I exhaled.

That's what I get for being a total godawful sonofa gun.

Regret.

Hurt.

Pain.

And finally,

A hard on...thanks to my imaginations running wild.

This wasn't the first time I imagined doing things to Ivy.

She was everywhere.

In my dreams.

My head.

My thoughts.

Everywhere.

And I had to hurt her to make her think I didn't care about her.

When the fact of the matter is that, I care soo fu*king much. I care so much, it scares me to death.

What exactly is happening?

I thought I had gotten rid of these feelings when I was in High school.

I somehow had confused the way I felt for her with hatred. When it was freaking far away from that.

I didn't hate her. I never did.

I care for her.

So darn much.

Leslie - her best friend never spoke about her to me. Every time I tried to inquire about Ivy, she'd just change the topic.

Ivy and Leslie were so close until Leslie had to move to my parents house and I had to drive us to school everyday since then. Ivy changed after that. She never spoke to Leslie again and that's when the hatred began.

Before, when our eyes met across the hall, I could see something sweet in her eyes but after that, all I saw in her eyes was hatred.

She always found a way to avoid me or make me hate her.

Leslie never said anything about the whole 'Ivy' situation.

Well, there was one thing she said.

She said 'Ivy likes you', which was so not true.

I mean, how the heck could a girl that hates me, like me.

Well I went to college and forgot everything...except Ivy.

It was like she was taunting me for nothing.

I haven't seen Leslie since she left for college. We have different schedules and we've never been at my parents house at the same time.

I miss her.

She's like the little sister I never had.

Well, she's family. That's all that matters.

Oh!

I might have forgotten to mention that she's my cousin.

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