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'I want to leave', I can't look at my brother any longer. 'Please Jay.' He brings his hand up to my face and I fight the urge to flinch away. 'Don't cry Reighley.' He whispers. I hadn't realized I was.
The pad of his thumb captures the tear before it rolls down my cheek. My eyes widen in surprise from his gentle touch. Who is this guy and what had he done with the rude and arrogant Jay? I look up to meet his green eyes, 'everything will be okay, I'll make sure of that. He's not going down that dark path alone. He has you and me.' He says so soft that I lean closer to hear him.
He was still touching my cheeks, which made my heartbeat go crazy. 'I promise, do you understand that?' He looks at me with that intense gaze of him and I find myself completely hypnotized by it. I want to say something, but don't find the words for it, so I just nod in reply.
'God', he whispers, 'all I can think about is that I want to rip your clothes off right now in the middle of this lounge. And throw you on one of these couches, so I can kiss every square inch of your body. But that's probably a bad idea right?' And just when he was serious for a moment, he ruined everything. He removes his hand from my face and I take a step back , 'unbelievable!' I don't know what else to say in such a situation. I wanted to walk away from him, as fast as I could.
So that's exactly what I do.
'Come on Reighley.' He calls after me, but I ignore everything he says. 'I don't want to speak with you right now!' I yell and he grabs my arm, turning me around. 'Don't act so dramatically, how old are you, twelve?' He steps closer to me, the space between us less than two feet. I try to back away from him, but my back hits a wall of glass.
'I'm not dramatically!' Why was he always making fun of me? I need to get away from him before I slap him in his face or start crying. Probably the last, considered the whole situation. And besides that, I was extremely tired, exhausted even.
'Let go of me Jay', I pull my arm back, 'and don't touch me again!' I beg him, literally. 'Please...' Confusion flashes in his eyes before he speaks. 'I will get Alec's keys so we can leave this place.' He says and then walks away. I don't know what to think about all of this. He mixed things up, let me feel things I had never felt before. What the hell was this? 'Let's go, I will bring you home.' He doesn't look at me.
Maybe I had made myself clear now. It took a whole night, but he finally understood it. To my surprise I didn't feel better by it, to be true I felt awful. Luckily, we didn't need to go through the crowd again, this time we could just take the back entrance. It took us only a few minutes to get to his car.
Jay pulled his keys out of his pocket and I climbed in without saying a word. When I pulled the door close behind me, I saw Jay walking to the driver's sight. I caught a glimpse of his face, utterly heartbroken and all because of me. That's not true! He did this to himself remember. He only wants you to feel guilty.
He quickly got in his car and a second later I hear the engine roar to life. We both kept quiet, but my heart was beating so fast like a pounding drum, that he could probably hear it. I could feel the intensity of each beat in my chest.
'Please say something.' I whisper and he starts laughing like he couldn't believe that I was actually asking that of him. 'First you want me to help you, and so I did. Then you wanted me to stop playing with you, but all you do is play with me. This question is proving that. And now, after you went crazy because I said something, you want me to speak with you again?' He shakes his head, 'I'm done with your games Reighley. Maybe you should figure out what you want first before you ask me something.'
I wanted to weep, his voice was like salt on my wounds. Of course he was right, about almost everything. I didn't know what I wanted or what I needed. I didn't even know what to say to him or how to react. My mind was messed up because of the whole "breakup thing" with Adam. And when he acted the way he did around me, it confused me. We were so different, so not like each other. He was like black coffee and I was a sweet cup of tea.
Yes, maybe I was a little prude and shy. But did that matter? Better that than being a slut like "the naked girl". I can't help myself and giggle, which causes Jay to look at me in irritation.
'Do you really laugh about this?' He says in an angry voice, 'who's the unbelievable one here huh?' I know we're almost there and decide not to answer, why should I? 'And now you're ignoring me... so much gratitude for helping you out.' He sighs and parks the car in front of Alec's house. 'Do I really deserve this?'Don't answer, don't answer! 'No.' I say to him, 'but I guess I do.'
Well, that was something... What do you think about this? Did Jay deserved this or not?I really love the tension between them, can't wait to write another chapter!! Oh and before I forget: I challenge you to share this story with your friends, familie and social media! Let's get P.S I love you to the top. Thankss everyone, XOXO
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