Air - Chapter 6

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KIMBERLEY'S POV

it's already dusk when i walk through the front door. i didnt mean to be away for so long.

i walk through the house looking for her and as i walk into the kitchen i see her out on the garden's porch steps. i quickly walk to her. she still has the clothes she wore to bed last night on. her little shorts and a daisy sweater over her body. and even though i know she heard me open and close the door she doesn't look up.

maybe she is to caught up in smoking the cigarette that she holds loosely in between her fingers while the smoke dances in the air and fades into the polluted sapphire blue sky. or maybe see is too caught up in her head to notice me. too lost in the thought of someone else or too caught up in the idea of leaving.

i cant help but think how perfect she looks with her bare feet in front of her with her skinny legs bent so she sits comfortly on the steps. and i love how she brings her two fingers thoughtlessly to her lips breaths in the cigarette, closes her eyes, takes the cigarette away from her mouth then exhales. i watch as beams of smoke curl as they fall from her mouth.

i go and sit beside her on the steps. and she doesnt look at me she just stares at the cigarette that she holds between her fingers by her knee.

"glad i found ya." i say and smile at her but she still looks down with her dark hair falling infront of her face.

"sure you are." she scoffs and takes in another puff of her ciggarette.

i frown and look away. i feel i pile of guilt come over me for leaving her.

"it's really fucking annoying when you're not here and you cant even tell me. i am so over you not being there when i wake up.." i look up at her and she looks along my face her eyes fast as she looks for a respones to her words. but what am i supposed to do so i stare back. and she flinches away from me but i dont question it. she looks away from me.

"i am sorry. babe i really am." i say and i watch as tears flood her eyes and she bites down on her lip. "when i am done you'll love it.." i watch as a tear rolls down cheek.

"this is so fucked up." she says and i put my hand on her knee. with my fingers of my other hand i gently wipe away her tears. i put her hair behind both off her ears then twirl a piece of her hair with my fingers and i've been looking everywhere but her eyes. but out of the my eyes i can see her gazing deeply into mine.

"be happy." i say to her and she looks away and puts out her ciggerette by rubbing it on the concrete by the steps and i watch the ash flow in the breeze. with a small pout laced on her lips she says.

"i am trying to."

she drops the fag on the ground carelessly. she moves her hair from her face and looks at me. it's horrible seeing her down i hate it. she's too beautiful of a girl to cry. i cup her cheeks with my hands. she looks at me with her eyebrows furrowed and her lips still formed in a cute pout. i lay my lips on hers. my tounge begs for an entrance inside her mouth and she lets me in. my tounge explores her mouth and i can taste the smoke from the cigarette on her tongue. it was a bit of a suprise because cheryl doesnt smoke that much and ive never put a cigarette to my lips. but i like the way it tastes.

i pull from the kiss and cheryl puts her hand in my hair. she quietly giggles against my ear and sighs.

"i love it when you kiss me like that."

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