He waits for me to say something, and shuffles his feet when the words take longer than expected to form.
“You’re confusing me Bryce” I tell him. He looks down at the ground with his hands in his pockets and kicks at the ground.
“I know” he mutters back.
I turn around and pull a knife out of the chopping board to cut up some of the vegies I had taken out for dinner.
I don’t say another word for a minute or so. I just stand silently and chop food for tea.
“I’m confused too” He finally tells me and walks closer to the bench I’m standing at.
I stand silently again, and wait for him to explain this to me. However, he doesn’t. So I plan a sentence in my head to break the silence. Neither of us look at eachother.
“Why’d you get mad at me the other night? When we got back from the park, what did I do?”
Bryce huffs and sits down on a chair in front of the bench. I watch him as he rubs his knuckles with his thumb and contemplates what to say.
“I didn’t know what to do” he begins “I kind of wanted to punch whoever turns the sprinklers on at night”
I ignore his remark on our almost kiss and fire him with another question.
“Why’d you bring that girl home?”
“I was drunk… I didn’t really think about it…”
“That’s not an excuse Bryce. Why were you such a dick to me this morning?”
“Anna… I didn’t mean it”
“Bryce shut up. You’re confusing me. Do you like me? At all? Because sometimes I think you do and then sometimes it’s like you wish I were dead”
“I don’t” He mumbles quietly.
“Don’t act so quiet! I know you want to say something! Just go ahead and say it!” I say as I become more frustrated at his antisocial behaviour.
“Anna…” He starts quietly.
“Unless you are explaining your bipolar behaviour too me, shut up”
“Anna” He says quietly again
“What?” I shout “I can’t hear you! You’re too quiet!”
“SHUT UP ANNA” he stands up and yells. The sound echoes through the kitchen, and anyone walking by the street would probably have heard. He has clenched his knuckles and bangs a fist down onto the table. Adrenalin rushes through my veins as the shock of him yelling at me sinks in.
“God! You’re infuriating! You just want to please everyone and it’s so annoying! It’s like you don’t give a shit about yourself, ever! And any time I do something a little bit wrong you get so upset! Over nothing! Anna, we didn’t even do anything and you cracked the shits about that girl I brought home!
What, did you think I was planning on having a serious relationship with her? She was just some slut that hit on me when I was at the bar, and I took the chance because I was pissed off.”
“Maybe I thought…” I begin to say but he interrupts me
“It doesn’t matter what you thought! I thought the same alright, but I fucked up that night and let it go at the bar. You know I’m so scared to admit things because whenever I do admit something, it always blows up in my face. Everything gets so fucked up Anna.
Ok, I haven’t told you anything about my parents yet, I know that. But they really screwed up my faith in people… in relationships. I don’t believe in relationships because I’ve never seen it work before Anna. Don’t you get that?
Every time I hang out with you I freak myself out because I want to hang out with you more. That’s why I ignore you. Because I don’t want to want to be with you. But I can’t stop it.”
A tear streams down my face as he admits this all to me. He walks around to my side of the kitchen bench and faces me.
“You’re like a spark that never fades, Anna”
And then he pushes me back into the wall, and places his arms on either side of me. His breath fans down the back of my neck and my heart rate quickens instantly. Goosebumps form when his breath disappears and he brings his nose to the side of my ear, nuzzling in my hair.
I can feel his body heat radiating and I snake my arms around his neck.
With his mouth next to me ear, I can feel his warm breath fanning me again.
“You’re infuriating Anna” He whispers to me “But for all the right reasons”
He kisses my temple, placing his soft lips on my skin, before trailing kisses down my jaw, down my neck and then back up to my chin. My breath hitches in my throat and I try to remember how to breathe again when his lips hover over mine.
I look up to see he is searching my eyes for something. I stare into the sea of blue that are his eyes and subconsciously bite my lip. His eyelashes are so long, they flutter almost in slow motion as he blinks. Soon I realise he is looking down at my lip, which I have taken in between my teeth. I release it and am given no time before he crashes his lips onto mine.
Bryce kisses me without warning. His hands fall from the wall beside my head to my hips. He pushes himself closer to me, so that my back is flat against the wall behind me.
The kiss itself is strong. Soon after our lips connect, he pushes his tongue through and takes complete control. It’s almost aggressive the manner he has taken me, but I don’t care.
There is nothing I would do to change the way his lips feel against mine.
My hands are running through his hair and he motions me to jump up to wrap my legs around his torso. So I do. I sit on his arm with my legs wrapped around him.
Before long, he pulls back and bites my lip as he does so. I groan at the bite and am disappointed when he lets go. He sets my feet on the ground, but stays standing close to me.
I’m breathing heavily from the encounter and my heart is beating so fast I think it might burst out of my chest.
When Bryce takes a step back from me, he takes my hand in his and smiles at me beautifully. I grin back at him and step away from the wall he had pressed me against moments earlier.
"How confused are you now, Anna?" He asks me and I stare at him silently.
I processed the fact that Bryce Skies had just kissed me.
YOU ARE READING
Saving skies
Teen FictionAnna runs away. With no where to stay she finds herself at a party in a country town where Nick offers her a couch to sleep on. That's where she meets Bryce.
