Tug of War.

Complications

I woke up with sweat sliding from my forehead, gasping for air. My heart pumping out of my chest. The worst of my thoughts turned into the worst of my nightmares. I was with Kent, we were happy until I saw a banner and it read 'no strings attached' my happiness sunk away.

Then Kent kissed me and took off to some other, girl only to kiss her. I could feel my heart on the floor from the mere sight of his hold leaving mine.

Then I felt a rush of adrenaline and excitement pour from my veins as Cole came out of nowhere and slung me onto his motorbike. We drove for miles it seemed, then we stopped and made out intensively.

Then I saw Kent. His vulnerable face again.

It was too much emotion for one dream.

I got up and went downstairs, had a bowl of cereal with a large helping of guilt. I don't know why but that face was so strange to me, Kent? Vulnerable? And for me? My brain was wracked but soon I moved onto the excitement and thrill I felt with Cole.

Cole! I remembered him and instinctively picked up my phone, which was of course air because Kent had it.

My head ached probably from the wine but mostly because of all my confusion and my stupidity. I agreed to be friends with benefits? I had no intention of doing that but now I didn't know what to do.

The sun was beginning to rise and my mum came down in a rush as usual. She gave me a kiss on the forehead and wished me a good day at school before slamming the door behind her.

I got dressed for school and started to make my way to the bus stop. On my way there I thought about the usual things: Kent, Cole, Phone. The thoughts where going round and round in my head like a formula one race. Before to long my thoughts where interrupted by the lonely bus stop, not many kids lived in my neighborhood so most mornings I was alone. But not today, I squinted my eyes as I saw a figure sitting in my usual seat. I suddenly got defensive, that was my seat. And what was this stranger doing in my bus stop? I liked my loneliness in the morning , it allowed me to think but now-

It was Kent. My heart skipped a beat.

"Hey loner" I called to him.

"Hey loner" he called back.

"What are you doing here? Your stop is like 3 blocks  away?" I asked curious.

"I wanted to see you" he replied.

I was touched but brushed it of,

"well you're in my seat so move your ass" I joked.

He did so looking at me gently with a friendly grin tugging at the corner of his lips.

"I thought about you all last night, it sounds creepy but I even dreamed about you" he said with his upper body leaning on his knees supported by his hands.

"you're right it definitely sounds creepy" I joked, the guilt was beginning to whelm in the pit of my stomach.

He sighed and begun to thrust his body toward mine, head first.

Our lips touched and it felt amazing to touch his lips again but I pulled away. Something didn't feel right about it.

"Sorry, it's just I can't help myself around you." he admitted.

I ignored it, and paced  away from him. I was so nervous and filled with guilt I couldn't even look at him.

On my fifth pace I felt his warm body press against mine and he held me still. Calm washed over me like a gentle sea's wave.

I turned to face him, and I drowned in his eyes.

"I'm not trying to make things weird. I want this to work, are you okay with that?"