The Mafia Boy

Chapter 13

Rachel's POV:
"I love you," Kaiden planted kisses down my neck.

"I-" I was interrupted by Kaiden's teeth, softly biting on my neck.

I bit my lip, holding back any noise that could slip out. Kaiden picked me up off the floor and wrapped my legs around his waist. He put his hands on my butt and kissed my lips.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. Kaiden moaned into it before tossing me on his bed. He climbed on top of me, immediately continuing our kiss.

As he deepened the kiss, his hand began to trail up my shirt. I didn't stop him. Instead, I tugged on the bottom of his shirt, signaling him to take it off. He broke our kiss and in one swift move pulled off his shirt and tossed it to the floor behind him.

He chuckled at me as he smirked, leaning towards my lips. I wrapped my legs around him. We continued to kiss intensely until we were both out of breath. He began to leave kisses all over my neck and collar bone. I leaned my head back, biting my lip hard.

As Kaiden continued to kiss and suck on my neck, the sound of a ringtone was heard, loudly. The ringing phone ruined the moment, and it seemed to get louder and louder by the second.

I groaned as I opened my eyes. I looked at the ceiling completely confused. It was a dream.

"Fuck," I groaned, ashamed of myself.

I ran a hand down my face, mentally punching myself. I got up from my bed and walked over to my phone, an unknown number.

Great so not only did I just have an extremely insane dream about Kaiden, but I was awoken from it by some random stranger.

I walked back to my bed, paying no attention to where I was stepping. As I walked to the side of the bed, I tripped over the foot of it. My bad ankle hit the foot extremely hard, causing a pain to shoot up my ankle.

I fell on my bed, clutching my ankle.

"Fuck!" I winced in a shout.

As I rubbed my ankle, I heard footsteps running towards my room.

"What happened? Are you okay? Do I need to call 9-1-1? Logan rushed out as he stood anxiously at the doorway.

I couldn't help but laugh at him. "I'm fine I just hit my foot."

"Are you sure you're okay?" Logan walked into my room, taking a seat next to me on my bed. "Did you even go to the doctor for it?"

I shook my head, "I'm okay," I smiled at him reassuringly.

"Rachel even the police yesterday said you should've went to the doctor's right away, you have a bunch of really bad bruises and you can barely walk without limping. Do you remember what happened the last time you were this bruised up?" Logan spoke as he got up, "get dressed we leave in 10."

"Leave for what?" I looked up at my enormous brother.

"To the doctors," he leaned down a little to get closer to me, "where you should've gone Thursday."

"Technically I was supposed to go to the hospital, the doctor wouldn't have attended me in time," I commented with sass.

Logan rolled his eyes as he fixed his posture, "funny."

I giggled before attempting to walk over to my closet as Logan exited my room and went down the hall.

"What if they give me a wheelchair or something?" I shouted down the hall.