Book 1 in the Inside-series.
WINNER in the fanfiction genre of "Writing contest for all".
It's the first day of college and Kayla couldn't be more excited. She's been dreaming about going to a music academy her whole life, and now she's finally abou...
I run out of the house to find Shane standing by his car, completely frozen. I can't tell if he's mad, sad or nervous. Maybe he's a little bit of everything. Damn it, Trevor! He knew the one thing that matters most for Shane, and he pushed it in a way no normal human being ever would.
"Shane!" I shout while running to his car. He lifts his face with a frighten look. Tears are rolling down his cheek and my heart drops. I slow down and carefully walk the last bit.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" he asks furiously while frantically trying to dry his tears with the back of his hand. "Shouldn't you be back there picking up where you left off with Trevor? He seemed to enjoy it"
My jaw drops to the ground, surprised by his words. I can't believe what's escaping his mouth.
"Are you kidding? You were the one who cheated on me with not only a girl, but the one girl I can almost admit that I hate! And here you are getting mad for a fucking hug? You're incredible"
"What are you talking about? You think I fucked Bridget?!" he shouts, even more tears streaming down his face.
"Well, yes? You even dragged her upstairs into a bedroom" I say, rolling my eyes.
"She told me that you were the ugliest thing that she's ever seen, a skank who were way out of my league. Do you think I would invite her over for coffee? No? I took her into the bedroom and scolded her until she wished for the ability to sink under ground" he say, with a normal voice this time.
"Oh my god Shane... I'm so sorry! I can't believe that I actually thought you would do such a thing" I say, almost wanting to cry myself. Here I was, blaming him for cheating with my worst enemy when in fact he was defending me and practically getting kicked in the face by his previous best friend. I'm ashamed.
He doesn't say anything but look down to the ground, placing his hands on the hood. I awkwardly stand on the other side of the car, observing him. He sighs and I can tell that he's processing something that's extremely hard for him.
"Tell me what's bothering you" I say, almost feeling scared to see his reaction. He's clearly in an extremely sensitive place and it's pretty daring of me to push him further and ask about it.
But he doesn't answer, all he does is lift his eyes to meet mine, walk over to me and kiss me passionately. I don't pull away since this obviously is his way of feeling better, and I don't want to take that away from him.
Our lips move in sync as he pushes me against the car. Tears keep rolling down his cheek during the kiss, and I slow it down from rough to soft. He pulls away for a few seconds, tilts his forehead against mine and looks me in the eyes. His hand caresses my cheek with a painful look in his eyes, before kissing me gently again.
He follows my slow motions as my hand carefully searches its way underneath his white shirt. I drag my fingernails loosely across his back, stop and dig them into his skin. He answers by pausing, biting his lip and then kissing me again, a bit harder this time. He then licks my bottom lip to ask for entrance. I open my mouth a bit more and the kiss deepens.
For the first time, with a little help from the alcohol I consumed, I take advantage and turn us around, pushing him against the side of the car. He smiles a little before placing his hands on the zipper, on the back of my dress. I pull off his jacket and kiss his neck, directly beneath his jawline.
A small moan escapes his lips and I use my tongue to swirl around in a small circle on his neck, causing him to almost rip off the zipper of my dress. Not being able to resist anymore, he turns us around causing him having advantage over me again. He varies between planting small kisses beneath my ear and more and more aggressively kissing me.
He then opens the car door and holds out his arms. I instantly know what he wants and jumps into his embrace, and he carries me into the back seat. He places himself on top and pulls both my arms over my head, slowly dragging his hands from my arm pit to the tip of my fingers on each hand.
"Tell me that you're mine" he whispers breathlessly while staring into my eyes. I smile a little and place a hand on his cheek.
"I'm yours"
He kisses me even more passionately than before while pulling down my dress. I tug at the edges of his shirt and he helps me get it off. Our lips meet again as the bare skin of our stomachs touch, making me tremble. Suddenly, I notice one thing that I for some reason haven't seen before. It's extremely small, but I know it when I see it.
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I pause from the kissing and place my fingers over the tattoo that's placed on the skin directly above his heart. His heart beat increases when doing so, and he looks at me with those terrified eyes again. I close my eyes and sigh.
"It's okay Shane, you're safe and didn't do anything wrong" I whisper, and for the first time he doesn't seem angry at all anymore. All I can sense from him is sadness. Incredible sadness.
"I did it for her..." he whispers, his eyes watering again. I place my arms around his neck and pull him into a hug, and he quickly relaxes. After a while, I look him deeply in the eyes and kiss him softly.
