What's a Mutant?

Chapter 38.1

Okay, so I wanted to make this a full long chapter, but I promised an update so I am giving one. Yes, it is 40 minutes late, and I am very sorry about that. :(  On the bright side, this short mini-chapter actually stands on it's own really well.

I spent the time I wanted to spend working on this chapter at the doctor because I fell and hit my head and now I have a concussion, which is very annoying. I did right part of this after I hit my head, so please don't judge grammar and such too much. 

Well I hope you enjoy and will be updating within the week.

~ Terry

Chapter 38.1

~Breeze~

                Sometimes you find yourself doing something that you never thought you would do. It’s like your body takes over and you do something even though your mind knows better. Then ever so slowly, your mind forgetting that it is suppose to be fighting against your body. Next thing you know, you are hopeless wrapped up in a horrible thing you don’t want, but at the same time, deep down it for some explained reason, it feels so right.

                As I lay in bed, in my own room tonight, all I could think about is what just happened outside the building, in the cover of night fall with no one but the moon to see, with Wade. The thing that should have never happened yet did.

                All I could do was lie on my back and stare at the ceiling, for every time I closed my eyes it would replay in my head. My heart was still pounding quickly in my chest, like a shock had run through it, and even though I was in a tank-top and short fabric shorts with the fan on and resting on top of the seats, my body was sweating.

                What the hell was I thinking?

What the hell was he thinking?

Placing my fingers on my lips, the events played through my head again.

Wade’s lips crashing on mine had shocked me so much, I did not react at first, and when I did, I was not sure why I was reacting the way I was.

For what felt like minutes, his lips just rested on mine, like they were waiting. Mine then, without my permission, opened.

He reacted automatically, like the on switch was flipped. It was slow at first, but gained in momentum with every movement. Soon, his tongue was exploring my mouth and mine was exploring his as if we were fighting, trying to win the upper ground on the other, but were locked in a heated stalemate.

Heated.

Yes, that was the perfect words for what every part of my felt as his fingers went up the back of my shirt and started tracing my spine. My hands wrapped tightly around his neck, trying to pull him closer so I wasn’t on the very tips of my toes anymore.

Wade seemed to notice to problem. His hands gripped my thighs before picking me up, having me warp my legs around his waist tightly to react. My back hit the side of the building with an amount of force that probably should have hurt, but I was too focused on what his mouth was doing to mind and how his hands were moving up my bare legs, towards the hem of my shorts.

It was about this time that my mind finally caught up with my body.

Trying not to panic, I gently pushed him back.

“Sean,” I whispered, my lips still hovering just less than an inch from his.

“Sean,” he whispered back before setting me down and stepping away from me. Wade looked at me sadly for a moment before giving me a soft smile. “I hope he knows that he is a lucky man.”

                I opened my mouth to say something, but he went through the door and was gone before words even came to mind. Not knowing what else to do, I followed him, going into the building, but then headed straight to my own room.

                Now here I was replying what happened over and over again in my head. I wanted to jump back in time and make it not ever happen, not only so I wouldn’t have messed up so badly by cheating on my boyfriend, but also so that I would not end up lying here thinking about how magical Wade’s lips felt on mine. The way he touched me, sent fire through my body, and made me want more. It was wrong though and I shouldn’t want it.

                Still, Sean never had that effect on me.

                I sighed into the dark room.

                There was no making sense of this right now. Maybe in the morning it will all had just been a horribly wonderful dream.