Yep, yep specail treat here! No, I take it back! My character lied to me! -.-
Didn't edit! -.-
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Heat coursed through my veins heating up my skin, my fingers dug themselves deeper into the softness, my heart pounded against my ribcage repititionally. My sense's of right and wrong just vanished without a trace. The need to be closer made me grip on tighter, lean my head up, and lower my body to get more of that sweet poisonous taste. "Whoa, this sight sure is hot as hell!", Charlotte's voice broke in. Bringing me straight into reality again. What? Feeling him about to deepen our kiss again, I gently pulled away, and lightly kept him at bay.
Light pants escaped my parted moiste lips as I tried to catch my breath. "Can I join in?", Char. giggled. Throwing me out of Aren's spell. Harshly I shoved him back, he crashed into the trunk's left speaker, and I hopped out of it in full panic. Landed on my wobbly knees, before dashing towards the nearest door, throwing it open and rushing through the crowded kitchen. Filled with mine and Aren's friends they all glanced at me confused except for Chris, he clenched his fists protectively, but I rushed out there before he could question my strange behavior.
I am not suspose to feel like this! I won't! Like a hammer my heart went off at the thundering footsteps following my trail, and the sharp sting inside of it from me ever thinking of leaving him. I swallowed the huge lump that's trying to clog up my throat, the white walls and stairs blurred with the hot tears sliding down my cheeks. "Vixan wait", a forceful tug on my left wrist got me to stop. My back met a cool surface letting me know that I'm captured between the heat radiating off of him and the wall. No escape.
"No", I croaked desperately. "I ju-just cannot do this, Aren", I felt myself sliding down the wall and onto the steps. I brought my knees up to my chest, and lowered my head onto them, before covering my head in my arms for protection of the blow. "What are you doing to me, Aren?! I m-mean I cannot even kissing my girl without you popping into my head, or have any sense of control when you kiss me like that...", I sobbed. He has got to be playing me, I can't...Feeling his hands trying to gently pry my arms off of my head had me sobbing harder. "What can I possibly give you that others can't! Leave me alone!", I shrugged my arms out of his grasp. And lifted my head up in outrage "What do you want from me?!", I screamed in his face.
Agressive shouts, walls being banged on, and my name being called on faded away from me. His answered only mattered, he stayed starring down at me now.
Only silence met me from him...I knew it.
Tremblingly I dragged my body back up against the wall and faced the empty living room filled in darkness. Darkness from my past. "Leave me alone, Aren. You know what I can be capable of when seriously pissed", I said truthfully. And slid myself to the right side to get down the stairs sluggishly. Suddenly I felt my veins run cold and the intense pressure increasing on my wrists as he gripped onto them tightly. "Leave me the hell alone!!", my hoarse voice shouted.
Pots, pans, glass, and everything else in that kitchen began to break, because of my friends and older brother trying to keep me protected. They'd be here if it wasn't for Aren's guys being in the way. Aren ignored my cries, angered shouts, and sailor curses as he continued to drag me further up the stairs. I flung my right leg up in desperateness to get away, but his right leg counter-acted my aim, throwing me off from having him on his knees. His eyes starred at me menacingly as I continued to struggle. Deep down I knew that we were heading up to his room. I should've known that wasn't home but at his place.
"Damn it, Vixan!", he grabbed onto my waist. Bad choice for him. I started to throw punchs at his face wanting to let me go, a sharp sting erupted in my entire back, making me wince, and see two dark glossy orbs gazing deeply into mine. "Vixie", he breathed making me shiver . No.
"Let me show you", he begged in a scratchy voice.
"No", I chocked out. Moiste lips softly pressed against mine, my eyes fluttered closed at my heart drumming and warm fingers innertwinning with mine and pinning them down. Slowly he pulled back as I parted my lips inacceptance, he brought his lips back onto mine and adding a bit more pressure, before sweeping his hot tongue into my mouth and eagerly exploring it. Clashing with mine, and taking dominance immediately.
White rose petals fell all around me and covered the ground like snow, so pure, so innocent. They are everywhere. N-N-No! "Vixan, come on!", a tiny male voice called out to me. Huh.
"You fag, get the f*ck off of my baby brother!", Chris bellowed pissed. The petals of snow, the child's voice, all gone....Coldness swept through me, and my eyes automatically flew open at Christopher tugging me towards him. What? Dizzinesss swept through me, I clutched onto my head willing it away. All away.
"Chris, you know more than I do right?! What has-"
"Shut it, you a**! You of everyone know what the hell happened!", Chris accused, haughtly. Aren visibly winced and starred at the velvet red carpet in full shame. For the first time he was silenced, didn't argue back, or prove him wrong. Nothing. His shoulders hunched and head bowed in....hopelessness...He's helpless. For what?
"Come on, Vix-", I jerked my right hand out of his grasp. When I finally comprehended the communication going on between the two. A love and hate relationship, they-No. Who cares!
"No! You two need to settle out your relationship", I backed myself up and then added rather loudly "I AM OUT!", a loud noise came out of the kitchen. I snapped my right hand, a tiny hand grabbed a hold of my wrist and tugged me down the stairs. I shook my head at the two in disappointment. They both make me a emotional wreck. Annex noticed my reluctance at the front door so she stopped moving, knowing that I had something to say. "Christopher from now on be a man and face your own damn problems! And Aren just never speak to me again!", I winced at the harshness, but I couldn't let them slide. Not anymore.
What to do now? I pulled out my cellphone and dailed a number "Hey, sexy", she purred seductively.
"Meet me at Crystal's house party in five", she giggled adoringly on the other line. Before whispering "Okay, sexy. Don't keep me waiting". Rache may not really love me but at least the emptiness inside of me will no longer be present, that is why I am still with this woman player. My buds didn't questioned if I was alright, they kept silent, and took me to the house party.
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Please point out spelling errors, thanks! :)
I don't know what came over Vixan! O.O He just went bam! With sad emotions. :'(
Sorry if this chapter wasn't expected, I thought so too. :(
Must have been Adam Lambert's songs called Sleepwalker, Whatya want from me, and Voodoo playing. Made this-this way. x.x
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