Tease // Robbie Kay

Chapter 25: Black

Chapter 25: Black

ok so I was in the Walgreens parking lot and oNE OF YOU YOUR NAME WAS LISA YOU CAME UP TO ME AND SAID HI AND THAT YOU READ MY STORY I NEVER SAW YOU IN MY LIFE BUT YOU RECOGNIZED ME FROM WATTPAD I FEEL LIKE A CELEBRITY

LITERALLY IF YA'LL SEE ME SAY HI

WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS BLOOD OK GOOD BYE

I guess I really am an idiot.

I knew, I knew back in December, that moment in brutal cold in which I collapsed in Robbie’s arms, that day.  That day I knew he was sincere. 

But I was, and still am, quite frankly terrified.

I knew at that second he was the one.  But did I act on it?  Of course not.

It’s been a month.  Robbie has made several attempts to contact me but I’ve avoided him in any way.  I’m terrified to fall in love with him too because that means I’d have to break it off with Tristan.  Him and I have been together for three and a half months.  I’m his now.

Speaking of Tristan, he’s done a 360 and he’s someone else now.  Everywhere, everywhere we go, he wants me to do something on him.  Something completely risqué or even illegal, and sometimes dangerous.  He wants me to go down on him in the changing rooms at a store or even in the backseat of his car he has parked in the alleyway.  He wants me when his mom is in the room next to us or he’ll walk in while I’m showering.  He plays uncomfortable music in the background and never asks me if I even want to.  He even smokes during it. He calls it “making love” but he’d have a blunt in his mouth and blow the smoke in my face.  I’m absolutely sick at the thought of telling him that I don’t want to do all these things anymore.  But he’s unpredictable and I can never find the will to stand up.

Part of me hopes that Robbie will learn to keep his distance and drop his feelings.  His little girl crush has to go.  I’m a monster now. 

But, part of me wishes he’d get me out of here.  I wish he’d save me, so desperately…

Neither Tristan nor Robbie were at school today.  So I smoked uninterrupted.

Robbie’s POV

I stayed home today.

I woke up feeling wrenchingly ill, not enough to need to be lying by a bucket but woozy enough to lie on the couch all day.

My dad was at work and I was forever grateful for that, because I could rest comfortably without getting screamed at for missing yet another day of school.

I found myself deep in thought whilst lying against the back cushions of the sofa.

I do a lot, actually.  I constantly felt my head drifting to the same girl, same girl…

I miss Arianna terribly.