Fighting Against Lilac Love (FALL)

chapter four- Lust and Love

Why, oh, why do you decide to play this game with me? Im tired of the pros and cons, tell me if you love me, or loose me forever- Poetic Justice

Seans POV

I watched her hustle to class, those damn jeans hugging her ass like sin itself. I sighed, once again she leaves me in complete shock. My best friends baby sister...who would have thought I would be lusting after her? I mean, look at me, the schools bad boy...look at her....and I really do look at her...her merciless black eyes, framed with dark long, thick lashes like a veil to the depths of those shadowed secrets...ugh....fucking poetry is getting to me. But the way her long thick raven hair surrounds her oval, fair face like a halo. She was the true Goddess of Death as people do so call her.

Christelle Isabella Jones

She was fearless, vain, cold and completely not like my type. Damn, but when I actually noticed her, when puberty struck her hard, it took vengeance on her body. Fuck, indeed, it had me taking a second look. Had me thinking, what if....but than when I look at her over protective brother, my thoughts fly straight back to where it came from. Hell. Hot, fire, burning hell. I stuck my tongue in the inside of my cheek, staring off into space.

Her strawberry scent still lingered in the schools sweaty hallway. I tucked my hands in my pockets, walking casually to the opposite side of the school where teachers dont vent. Its not like I developed lovey dovey feelings for her, I stay far away from the emotional shit. Screwed me once, but never again. I lusted, not loved. There was a difference. It was a wam bam thank you mam kind of thing. Yeah, to the people whose too good to be in this world, they call it man whorism. Like I give two fucks. If the girl was willing, why complicate it with stupid 'I need you to be sure about me' crap? I shook my head, turning a sharp left corner.

This mornings events kept replaying like a tape stuck on repeat. The way her body collided with mine, and the world had nothing on me. Her hair was like satin curtains, blocking out the rest of the outside, her eyes, which was usually so carefully blank and cautious, registered shock, dark eyes that was like ink spilled on a white sheet of paper. What I wouldnt give to have her some where other than the floor...."Yoh, Sean! Over here, bro," I snapped out of my thoughts turning my gaze to Daniel. Hmmm, speak of the devils brother.

I smirked, sauntering over to him. He grinned, holding out a joint. We were in the side of school where nobody ever goes, even the teachers, this was our 'hangout' corner, if you know what I mean. I chuckled, taking the slender wrapped joint from his hand, taking a few puffs. Some good shit, too. "You looked deep in thought. What were you thinking? Who to bang next?" He asked, snickering, leaning against the brick wall and observing me. I shrugged, smiling to myself, "Something like that." I murmured, pulling again and blowing little circles.

Watching as it faded into the air. It gave a light buzz, and I knew this was quality. I smiled goofily at him, passing it to him. He wasted no time in finishing the thing, throwing the tip of the bud on the floor and smashing it with his foot. Good kush and alcohol to the fucking max. The bell signalled for the session over. I rolled my eyes. Time to atleast be a student.

Not.

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My lovely Sean....my bae....my main fling....such a bad ass but also a sweety. You'll know what I mean later in the book;)

Love,
Ab kitty.