Metanoia

Chapter 22~Does my mom have secret psychic abilities I don't know about?

.Chapter 22.

1 week later

We all sit awkwardly at the table, gazes flickering from one person to another. Nobody says a word. The air is thick with tension. All around us is noise, people talking, people yelling, people screaming. The complete opposite of ours. Everybody is silent and each of us barely moving a muscle. Everybody seated at our long ass table just stares at us, creepily unblinking.

You might be a bit lost so let me rewind a little. Back to the day Carter asked me the question.

Previously

"Maddelyn Kate Turner. Will you be my girlfriend?"

"I..." biting my lips, I let out a long sigh," I-I'm sorry but... no."

The smile on his face drops. He lets go of my hands and stands up instantly. I watch as the blood drains from his face, leaving it extremely pale. "O-o... okay. It's fine. I understand why you wouldn't want to be my girlfriend and all but can you just answer me this question, why did you say you were willing to take a chance with me?"

He looks at me, his face blank. His eyes searching mine for answers as he shoots me an enquiring gaze.

"Because-" as I say this my lips turn upwards into a smile "-I just lied. I'm kidding."

Grabbing him by the collar of his shirt, I pull him down for his lips to reach mine and though at first surprised, he reacted without much further hesitation. His soft lips tasted minty and although he wasn't wearing any cologne, he smelled oddly fresh and like lemons or limes. I liked it nonetheless.

"The... answer... is... yes..."

I pull away for a second to say, "I will be your girlfriend." A wide grin has made its way onto my face. The moment those words leave my mouth, his lips come crashing down onto mine again and he tells me,"Your dimples make you look so fucking adorable." My cheeks flush red and my eyes flutter close.

He cups my face in his hands first, then puts his arm around my waist, pulling me closer. I can feel the heat radiating off his body and I wrap my hands around his neck. I feel him shiver under my touch and it made me realise that I had the same effect on him as he did on me. I felt his teeth slide across my bottom lip and that's when my knees start to feel weak.

By the time we pull away, we are both panting for air. I continue to hang on to his neck to stabilise myself, making sure I don't fall.

"Well this study session sure is productive," I laugh.

"We both knew there wasn't much Chemistry being studied anyways," he speaks, putting both his hands on my shoulders.

I shrug. "Let's watch a movie."

"Fine with me, what about Survivor?"

"Egotistical much?

"Yeah boyyy." He fires finger guns at me.

"You are so lame! Geez." I send a pillow flying his way which he catches before it hits him in the face. He retrieves a bowl of popcorn from the microwave when it 'ding's.

"You already prepared popcorn before I answered. Really?"

He gives me a sheepish smile and tosses a few into his mouth. "Seriously. How does this happen-" I prod him in the biceps and his abs. "-when you're devouring junk food like every day?"

"I workout?" He shrugs, getting the movie loaded on the television.

"You dipshit-" I clench my fists and send an overdramatic glare his way, plus a well-deserved eye-roll. "-ugh, nevermind."