My Bad Boy Roommate

Chapter Twelve

"Damn it."

Ryder cursed slamming his hand onto the steering wheel.

I turned and realized that the gang that had broken into the dancing hall and probaly shot people was now following us. Why us? Was it because of Ryder?

"What the hell is going on? Tell me! What are we going to do?"

He ran his hand through his raven hair as though he was thinking of a plan, but I wanted him to get us out of here, not think. Note to self, I'm not going anywhere with Ryder ever again.

"Here we go, just hold on to Kelsey, and well, hold on."

I didn't have time to ask what the hell he was talking about before he turned off the dirt road that led straight to home, heading for the cover of the trees. 

"Your dad showed me this trick. Said never bring the cops home if I run the one red light in town so he taught me how to lose them."

Ryder chuckled as we hit another dirt mound sending the truck flying forward and my hipbone into the door of the truck.

The words sounded foreign. My father taught Ryder how to avoid the cops? He never even talked to me outside the dinner table. Why would my father know how to avoid the cops? Was he doing something that I should know of. 

"Hey! Shay! Shay!"

My head snapped out of my negative thoughts of my father to realize that we were sitting in the field by Aunt Karen's grave and the gang was no where to be found. 

"We lost them. You alright? They didn't hurt you, did they?"

His concern comes back as he suspects my bruised wrist that I hit on the way on the way of the door. The tenderness that he gives it reminds me of us dancing, that couldn't have been more than thirty minutes ago, but it feels hours ago. The dancing reminds me of the side of Ryder I am beginning to love, the side that shows that Ryder is actually human, and can feel about something or for someone. That he isn't a delinquent or a lost cause. He's so much more. It reminded me of how we almost kissed. How I've never been more upset to be interrupted in my life.

"Ryder, I'm fine. What happened at the dance hall-"

"Should not have happened, I should have been on the look out. I put you in danger, hell, I put all those people in danger because of my selfish acts."

Him? What does that gang showing up have to do with him?

"Ryder! I wasn't talking about that. But what does that have to with you? They were just some scum in a gang. They were going to go there whether you were there or not."

Ryder looked away from me, biting his lip before stepping out of the truck. Turning about from the window, I watched him in curiosity. He ran his hands through his hair as he threw a kick at the truck door. Panic flooded through my body, as I jumped from the truck running to him. Throwing my arms around his larger frame, I pulled his body away from the truck. 

"Ryder, stop! You're going to hurt yourself!"

I was so confused, I felt the whiplash. Why was Ryder acting this way?

"Scum! That's what they are! Yet. that's what I am too! I'm no better, can't you see?"

I shook my head, no, that's not him.

Ryder wrapped his arms around my waist, not allowing any space in between us. 

"That's my past, baby. That's my gang, my old friends. That's what I used to do."

My heart stopped in my chest, Ryder was in a gang before. That explained the scattered ink on his chest, but his true personality was not like that. He was not them. He was not scum.

"No. Ryder, that's your past. That's not who you are. Not the Ryder that I know. I refuse to stand here while you think you're any less than the man you truly are."

Ryder stand before me and stared at me in awe.

His mouth came down hard on mine, as he backed me up against the truck. His mouth was warm and moist, and erupted butterflies in my stomach as his hands rested on my waist and the hard door of the truck shifted my dress up higher on my thigh. His mouth left mine as he left Eskimo kisses all over my face and neck. 

"You're so perfect, that's one of the things I think I love about you."

My face burned in a blush, and I finally admitted it to myself, I had a huge crush on Ryder, and I couldn't nor did I want to hide it anymore. 

Author's Note:

Aww, I've waiting soo long to write their first kiss. Comment what you guys think! and please vote! Also follow the twitter: @saphirestonee

Thank you. Love y'all,

April

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