Gone

Chapter 11 - Ride

FLASHBACK:

Mollie reached  to my ears and quietly moaned his name, making me boil inside with jealousy and a sensation of possessiveness grew inside me. "Control yourself"  I tought nervously.

-Mollie, stop taunting the girl. - Evelyn came to my rescue.

-Okay, okay I stop. - she said smiling at me.

I didn't know how to stop those feelings. The only thing I could do was try to push the tought of Damien and I to the back of my mind.

CURRENTLY:

"Why don't you let yourself fall for him?" A little voice in my mind asked quietly. "Can't let go of Nick" I answered the question mentally. " Maybe it's time to let him go." The little voice responded back. "Don't let go" My gut instantly yelled at me. I had to go home. I had to cool down before I could do anything about the situation.

-Guys, I'm going home. 

-Still feeling weak? - one of the boys asked.

- Yeah, it is just a headache. Don't worry. - I said looking down and playing with the sand on my feet.

-Need a ride? - Damien asked concerned.

"Oh,no, no, no,no, Jade, say no"  I Ignored the thought.

- Sure. "Why not?"

"Nice move"  I heard Mollie whispering to herself.

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The drive home was being smooth and soundless. It seemed that the traffic sign was turning red just for us ,on that crossroad. When it turned green, the car began to move again and, as we were crossing that crossroad, in the corner of his eyes, he saw a car speeding up towards us. I just realised seconds later because I was envolved in my thoughts.

-Do you have your seat belt on? -he asked with a stern but caring voice.

-Yeah, why?

-Hold on love. - he put his foot on the accelerator and pressed it like a mad men. I closed my eyes terrified and scared to my bones.

- It's okay, you can open you pretty eyes now.- he said with a straight line in his lips and focused on the road, but blushing, making me blush and smile to my fingers like a fool.

He noticed me smiling and returned the small gesture looking back to the road again.

"He saw you smile"  My mind whispered quietly. 

A awkward but confortable silence fell upon us. I didn't know what to say to break the silence. I saw big storm was coming up in the horizon and decided to talk about it.

-A  big storm is coming up. - I said trying not to sound awkward, but failing at the task.

-Yes. It's going to thunder. - He stated parking the car in my doorway - You are delivered.- he said smiling proud of himself.

-Do you want to come in? - I asked nervously, almost too low for him to hear.

-Okay. - Smiled tenderly to me.

While I was getting off the car, I tripped on the tiny space between the floor and the car. At a almost unhuman speed  he sprinted  towards me and l lifted me up from the hard ground.

-Are you alright?- he asked concerned, looking into my eyes and gently squeezzing my waist.

I looked with a expression of pain at my hands and knees, seeing them all bloody. He noticed that I was looking to my hands and gazed at them too.

- Let's go clean that up- he spoke smoothly, leading me to the house.

As we entered the house, he went to my bathroom get my first aid kit and told me to go upstairs to my room an sit down on the bed. In the meanwhile the night was settling in and started raining.

-It was hard to find this little box. - he stated giggling kneeling down in front of me and looking at me at the same time.

"Don't look at him like that. Don't make it anymore awkward than it already is." My long lost rationality coming back to lecture me. " Shut up" my mused spatted at it.

- Yeah, I'm always thinking of changing it of place but always forget somehow. - I smiled.

- This is going to hurt a bit, feel free to squeeze my hand with your free one.

As soon as he started to clean and disinfect one of my hands I pressed his free hand getting watery eyes. He sensed something was wrong and looked up at me. "You were caught. Again."

-Shh.. - he said, stopping quickly what he was doing and cupping my face - think about something else or somewhere else, that will make you feel less the pain. - continuing to speak and trying to distract me.

- You talk like you have felt lot of pain. - Instantly I cursed myself mentally for saying that.

-I had my share of it.  - He said while finishing the bandages.

It had began to thunder. I'm afraid of thunderstroms.

-You are ready miss.Sweet dreams beautiful. - He said walking away.

I couldn't let him go out in a storm like this. "Keep putting the guilt on the storm..I know what you are doing there. Nice plan." - A part of my mind sarcastically teased me.

-Please don't go. - Even I was suprised I just said that out loud - Stay. I'm afraid of thunderstorms.