Witness to a Love Story

Thirty-Two: Merciless Tease

The answer is yes. How do I know? Well, cause my Monday started out like this.

"So, kitty," a deep, rich voice corners me at my locker, "you're boyfriend enjoys rolling down hills and interrupting kisses, huh?" Jay asks as he leans propped up against the locker next to mine. Today, his Mohawk is down, but still looks really good. He's wearing a goofy grin which really brings out his eyes. Jay's even sporting a leather jacket with band patches, some known, some obscure, and pins ranging from anime to anti-fascist back to bands.

I turn my nose up in the air. It's a bit harder to look at him knowing how great their date went. "He does, does he? I didn't know that. Maybe he just likes rolling down hills in parks at midnight." I say without paying much mind to Jay or the words coming out of my mouth. I'm just trying to get myself away from Jay. His presence has my stomach in knots and I don't like this strange feeling.

Jay's smile transforms into a smirk, an asshole-y smirk. I try not to glare at him and instead force my brain power into remembering my mysterious locker combination. "Kitty," Jay starts slowly, taking a lock of my hair in one of his fingers. He both twirls it around and sends some shivers down my spine. He leans in a little closer. "I didn't tell you the time or place."

Shit! Nervously, I laugh and manage to work my vocal cords. "I don't know what you are talking about, piercings," I lie poorly as I remember the night before. My eyes drop to the floor and I let my hand fall aimlessly to my side as I give up on my locker combination. Instinctively, my heart squeezes up from the pain. It doesn't really help that Jay is so close, but I know that's really just an illusion.

Jay chuckles a little. "Were you stalking me, kitty?"

Why does chuckling always snap me out of my weird trances? My hate must be really strong for them. Anyways, it works and I'm able to pull away from Jay. "I'm not a stalker, piercings. And if I was, I wouldn't stalk you." I correct Jay and head in the direction of my first period class.

Jay takes a second to process what I said and then takes off after me. "Woah, woah. I am pretty damn good stalking material."

I stop. That's what he is concerned about? Whatever. Maybe if I play along, I can get away from Jay and all that he's doing to my poor heart. I give him a fake smile and boop Jay on his nose. "Whatever you say, piercings."

The bell rings overhead and the students clear out quickly. Everyone shoved past us, but neither of us move. Jay seems a bit bothered that I don't find him physically attractive. I mean, I do think Jay can be hot and adorable at times, but I'll never admit that to him. Especially with what's going on now.

"I'm hurt, kitty. How can you think this," Jay pauses to lift up his T-shirt and reveals a lean body, "isn't hot?" He raises an eyebrow and I'm starting to believe my blushing cheeks are more than a hopeful imagination. He always surprises me and my heart with attacks like this. Jay smirks and let's his shirt fall back down. "That's what I thought, kitty."

I turn away and punch his arm. "You don't even have abs. Why would you even do that, teddy bear?" I say teasingly, trying to put the attention elsewhere.

Jay shrugs and looks down at his feet. I hear him mumble under his breath, "I don't know. What u think of me just means something to me." His eyes shift to over to my dirty sneakers.

"What?" I ask. I heard him, clearly, but my ears could be wrong. Could Jay have really said that? Last night, all that seemed to matter to him was Sharon. A sudden desire for answers hits me.

Jay looks up at me and shakes his head. "Nothing."

No! I grab his arm when Jay turns to go to class. "Does what I think of you do you really mean that much to you?" I hurriedly question him. I realize what I'm doing and probably how pathetic I sound, but I can't help but feel like I'm about to have a fucken panic attack. What's wrong with me? "Haha. We should go to class." I try to cover up my mistake and play everything off as a joke or something.

"Wait. That's not a bad idea, but do you really want to know?" Jay asks. He turns around to face me.

I start to nod my head then stop. "Only if you introduce me to Sean's boyfriend!" I strike a deal with Jay.

He groans. "Deal. I can't really explain why, but I want to look... well, good for you, kitty. Yea, a lot of girls give me compliments, but you aren't most girls, Bea. In fact, I don't think you ever flat out said I was good looking or anything like that. So, it makes me really try to impress you and get your attention." Jay shuffles awkwardly on his feels like a child who's about to confess to his crush. He chuckles a bit. "I'm bad at explaining."

I give Jay a small smile and nudge him playfully. What is this boy doing to my heart? "I think you look good, Jay."

He smiles. "Really, kitty?"

"Well," I smirk. I have Jay now and no ones around. What harm can it do to give into my beating heart just a little. I lean forward, closing the small gap between us, and press my lips up close to his ear. In the sexiest whisper I can muster, I say, "between you and me, I've always thought you were cute, piercings."

I pull away to see Jay with his eyes closed, a light blush on his cheeks, and a smirk on his face. I giggle a little on the inside from seeing this side of Jay. I think I kind of like it. He opens his eyes and tilts his head a little, looking directly into my eyes. "I didn't know virgins could tease." He says in a sensual breath.

I roll my eyes and give a slight push on his chest. Jay's always cute before he opens his mouth. "Get to class, you dumbass."

He shoots me finger guns. "I'll text you the information about Sean's lover later, kitty. I'm busy today." He says over his shoulder as he turns and walks down one hallway.

I start walking down a different hallway to my class. My mind starts shooting off in a million different directions.

Jay said he's busy today, so does that mean he's going to be with Sharon again? Do they really need to spend all that time together? I stop paying attention to my surroundings and feel tempted to hug myself. A cold I've never felt before surrounds me as thoughts in not particularly fond of start swirling in my head. Thoughts of Jay and Sharon actually being together and what that would mean for me.

A familiar prick in my heart brings me back to where I am now. Also, a prick in my side is felt. I stop and snap my head to the side to see Sharon who is leaning near the bathroom. She's blowing on her pink, pressed nails as if my germs are her biggest worry. Of course, you think of the devil and she appears in all her royal ugliness.

I sigh, exasperated. "I don't have time for you, Barbie."

Sharon takes on the perfect sass face. "Excuse me, but I'm not plastic like you." She says with a pout.

I scoff. "Keep telling yourself that."

Her baby blue eyes turn hellish as they narrow onto me. "Whatever. Just stay away from Jay. He's mine, Beatrice. Also, I don't think your boyfriend would be too happy with you flirting with Jay." Sharon smirks.

My boyfriend? Oh! She's talking about Merrick. And here I thought I could escape that imbecile. I don't like anyone associating us in that way, but I have to keep this charade up. Merrick is going to owe me a huge favor when this is all over.

"Tell mine and I'll tell yours." I tell Sharon. There's no way she will let Nathan know she's seeing other people. Especially Jay.

Sharon's face drains. "You wouldn't."

It's true. I won't do that. I'll do much more than that. I smile devilishly. "I don't know, Sharon."

Her face is all scrunched up with anger over me. "Fine!" She spits the words at me. "But Jay's mine so lay off." She says the last word venomously.

I laugh in her face. "Since when did that happen? He's been mine from the start." What am I saying? Clearly, he's in love with Sharon. He's been interested in her for awhile now. Lucky for me, my voice doesn't reveals any of my self-doubt.

"That's not what it looked like last night." Sharon says her final parting words before leaving.