Butterfly

35. Worship The Ground She Walks On.

Chapter Thirty-Five: Worship The Ground She Walks On.

☆ River Morgan ☆

I wake up the next morning feeling tired. I didn't get much sleep last night, and I know that Jess didn't either, I could hear her fidgeting all night.

Last night was definitely a surprise to me. I never expected in my wildest dreams that Jess would kiss me. If anything, I thought I would be the one to kiss her. Not that I wasn't happy that Jess kissed me. I wanted her to, since Jess went on that date with Luke. And I know, I'm pathetic for waiting too long. But I didn't know that she liked me back, I never had any idea what she was thinking.

I realised that I liked her when she went on that date with Luke, the one that went wrong. I was so angry at Luke during that, then angry at Tyler for playing a part in it. Then I just liked her more and more since then.

And I like everything about her. Not only is she beautiful, but her personality is just as beautiful. I love how strong she is, how even when her mum died and she was heartbroken, all she thought about was how her dad was. I admire her so much as well because of how she has handled everything, Tyler described this as me 'worshipping the ground she walks on'.

When I wake up, my arm is around Jess's waist, something I must have done in my sleep, and her back is pressed against my chest, making my chest feel warm.

I wonder what is going to happen now. After we kissed, Jessica pushed me away again, as if it didn't happen. Maybe she doesn't like me, and she just kissed me because she knew I liked her and wanted to make me feel better, something ridiculous that Jess would do. She's so confusing.

I carefully move my arm and stand up, trying not to wake her up. Then I walk downstairs and make us both a coffee, with the intention of speaking to her about last night. I take the coffees upstairs and see that Jess has woken up, as she is sat up in bed twisting a ring around her finger, distantly.

"Good morning," I say quietly, my voice coming out deeper than usual because it's so early in the morning. Jess looks up and smiles slightly, as I sit down beside her and hand her a coffee.

"Good morning, thank you," Jess smiles, taking a sip of the hot coffee. We fall into silence, not quite awkward, but not not awkward, if you understand what I mean.

"So, last night..." I start to say, knowing that we have to talk about it. Jess exhales slowly, as if preparing for something. Jess pulls her legs up to her chest to either keep herself warm, or to make her feel less exposed, I don't know.

"Yeah?" Jess asks, as if it wasn't a big deal. Well, aren't you reassuring.  Try to tell you that I like you and then you act as if it never happened, or like it didn't mean anything.

"Um, I don't know what to say..." I say slowly, and Jess bites her lip slightly, looking down at her coffee in her hands.

"You can say that you regret it if that's what you're trying to say," Jess tells me, and I frown, confused. Why would I say that? But at least with her saying this, I have a faint idea of what she is thinking. She didn't want me to regret it, that must mean something, right?

"I-I'm not trying to say that I regret it, Jessica. Quite the opposite, actually," I assure her, and Jess looks up, her chocolate brown eyes meeting mine for the first time. She seems surprised, as if me kissing her last night didn't show that I liked her.