A Secret Behind Walls

Chapter 2

"I'm not being a pussy, the water is cold," I told the mysterious guy.

He was looking down at me, I was in the water, I had now gotten used to it and it was quite nice to be in, to be honest.

His eyes were green and the sun made them shine brightly. He was a nice looking guy, a really nice looking guy.

"Yeah, sure. Enjoying the view there?" he asked, raising on eyebrow at me as a smirk planted on his lips.

I licked my lips and moved the strands of wet hair that had stuck to my forehead due to the water of the pool.

I wasn't planning on seeing this guy after I got out of this hotel so I decided on responding with complete honesty.

"As a matter of fact, I am," I told him and smirked back before biting my bottom lip.

Suddenly, the unknown guy jumped inside the pool with a cannon ball that send water flying everywhere, in and out of the pool.

His head rose from the water and with his hand he threw water at me before going back down and rising not even two seconds later.

"It's not even cold," he told me with a roll of his eyes as he removed the hair that gotten in his face. I could tell he was lying just to annoy me though, there was no way that he could even think for a second that the water had a good enough temperature to be in after he had just been in the sun. The shock would at least have to make him think it was cold. And I knew that's what he thought of it.

"It is," I said even though I had gotten used to the temperature of the water I wasn't going to tell him he was right. He wasn't really, the water was only nice for me right now because I had already settled in it. He swam closer to me and then when he got really close  to me, he swam around my body, slowly.

I furrowed my eyebrows at his actions. What was he even doing? He was behind me and I turned around but he moved when I did so, not letting me face him.

I turned again and he kept moving. I groan and told him to stop but he didn't. What was this guy's deal? He didn't stay put and I was honestly getting dizzy from spinning around so much.

Finally he did stop and he had a smug smile on his face that made me wonder what was on his mind.

"Guess you were enjoying the view so much you want to see it some more so I'll do you a favor and stop so you can stare," he told me with a chuckle at the end.

"Oh, shut up," I said and shook my head with a roll of my eyes.

I turned away from him to walk away and go back to my lounge chair where I could have some peace and quiet. Maybe this guy wasn't who I thought he was after all.

The guy grabbed my wrist and turned me around, pressing my body against his.

"What are you doing?" I asked as he got even closer to me.

His face was only inches away from my mine; so so so close.

He licked his lips and I swear his tongue almost touched my lips, since we were so close to each, I don't even know how it didn't. What was this guy doing? I don't even know him. Not that has ever stopped me from anything happening ever. I've hooked with strangers plenty of times.

"I'm just making your life easier," he replied to my previous question.

His glance turned down to my lips and he was about to kiss me, I know he was.

We were so close.

It was impossible not to think that. I know that's what he wanted to do. That's what I wanted to do. I didn't feel anything for this guy because I don't know him but I wouldn't mind kissing him at all.

He's hot. So, I mean who would mind, right?

"I don't quite understand what you're saying," I said playing dumb with him.

He laughed quietly and his bite his bottom lip as his glance stayed on my lips, he inched closer, just a bit. I felt his lips right against mine they weren't even a millimeter apart from each other.

He was about to kiss me when he pulled away from me, winked and turned around.

"I'm not that easy, though," he said and laughed slightly. The guy didn't even bother to use the steps that were one each side of the pool. He went to one of the sides of the pool, put his arms where the floor was and made his way up. The muscles on his arms becoming evident to me, I couldn't help but stare at them. "You totally wanted me to kiss you," he said when he was on the ground and standing up once again.

I didn't say anything back to the guy, he was being a tease and if that's how he wanted to play it then fine. So be it. I don't care. I don't even know the guy for God's sake. Sure, he was hot but there's plenty of fish in the sea.

To be 100% honest I maybe did want to kiss the guy but that's because I just wanted to get in his pants, swim-shorts in this case. He was a nice-looking guy what can I say?

I got out of the pool and didn't even look at where he went, I don't give a fuck, I have nothing to do with this guy's life.

I decided to just go back to my chair and relax for a while before I have to go. It won't be that long, it's about 7 o'clock so it'll get dark really soon and sunbathing at night doesn't exactly work. Except if you're like a vampire or something, I guess that's the only way you can do that.

I put my towel over my eyes so the sun wouldn't make much difference to them and let my body dry as I laid down in my comfortable lounge chair.

As I did this, I just thought.

About everything really.

What had happened, let it sink in that I can never go back home, at least not for a big while until I'm like eighty and then people won't even recognize me because I'll be old. But that won't be for a long time. I won't see my parents ever again. I really did screw up my life, didn't I?

Maybe I can find a way to contact them but not now. Now they're probably being watched, every move they make, anything that comes in the mail, every call they get, from whoever, and every call they make, to whoever. The police must be everywhere so it would be easy to find me if I had some sort of contact with my parents this soon after I killed my boss.

They're probably worried sick... Or not. I mean, who knows. They might want me to get caught and my ass thrown in jail. I don't think I deserve it though.

The police should see it from my shoes, though they wouldn't believe me for a second if I told them the reasons why I did what I did.

I can't believe my boss had a family, that man didn't deserve his family in a million years. I wonder how he treated them; if it was like he treated me, like scum, or if he loving and caring with them, a nice husband - I know he sure as hell wasn't faithful though -, a good father?

His family must hate me with everything they have now. Probably have private detectives after me too. It's a possibility. I'm the monster that killed their husband and father.

Before I could start thinking poorly of myself I shook the thoughts from my head and decided to go back to my hotel room and go to sleep or just eat something after taking a shower.

I don't wanna think about what happened anymore, it's bringing me down and I know I shouldn't get upset because I'll only take it out on myself.

I don't deserve the things he called me and what he said, I know it may not have been the most correct thing to do, what I did, but at least it brought me peace and that's what I'm most thankful for right now.

I deserve peace not his insults.