Forbidden Love

Chapter 13: Jealousy in High Heels

I was roaring in laughter as I held my stomach tight. 

"Ryan, STOP!!!" I cried as I continued to laugh like an asthamatic walrus as Ryan tickled me ferociously.

"Ryan!!!" I shouted cheefully.

"I won't stop until you tell me..." he replied proudly, probably because he had total control on me right now. My biggest weakness of all time is being ticklish. I'm ticklish like everywhere! My tummy, my palms, my foot, my kness, my underarms and my neck; EVERYWHERE! Dammit, it's a shame that Ryan's isn't ticklish at all or he would've gotten some from me!

So you see, while I was dwelling upon my mom's short notice on meeting me nearly in the middle of the night; Ryan had called randomly and noticed that something was wrong. He immediately claimed that he was coming to meet me and asked what's wrong. Being the stubborn girl I am, I refused to tell him a word and to force it all out, he's tickling me like a tickling machine!

"Ryan, you gotta stop; I might die out of laughing..."

"You're so dramatic..."

"Okay, okay I'll tell you!" Ryan instantly led out a grin. 

"Now that's like a good girl!" he said as he placed his soft fingers on my chin. I looked into his beautiful eyes and took a deep sigh. "Okay so, here's the thing..." 

I told Ryan everything, how my Mom suddenly called me and told me to meet her in the Cupid's Square Park to tell me more about the Golden Heirs, although I didn't mention anything about the Golden Heirs to him because of obvious reasons.

"Wow...looks like you've got a lot on your plate." he replied as he scratched his head. He probably wasn't sure what to say or do to make me feel better. I mean, how would he? How do you think he'd react to a situation like this?

"I just, don't know what to do...what would you do if you were in my place?" I asked.

Ryan looked at me with confused yet terrified eyes. "Uh, what?"

"What would you do if your Mom was gone for a week or two and out of a blue moon calls you to meet her in some park?" I asked.

Ryan was silent again, just like how he was earlier when I had asked him about his injured shoulder. Sure he was silent, but I was getting a weird feeling telling me that something's wrong. He all of a sudden looked upset, he lowered his head facing to my bedroom's floor and didn't utter a single word. I was just staring at him patiently, waiting for him to say something. I wanted to ask if he was okay or not, but then what's the point when I already know that he isn't...

I gently placed my hand on his other shoulder to comfort him, he then looked at me and whispered fragilely, "My mother's dead, I don't want to talk about it."

I was silent. I didn't dare to open my mouth fearing that I might say something that'll upset him. I looked at Ryan to find tears clouding his vision, and in a matter of seconds I did something I shouldn't have done. I kissed Ryan on his forehead. 

It seemed to have worked because then Ryan was in my arms, cuddling in tightly with his arms wrapped around my waist. It felt so right, I wish I could be like this forever. But I knew that I had to pull apart, and so I did. 

Ryan's P.O.V:

I hugged her tightly, fearing that she'll go away too. She gently tapped on my head, soothing out all the terrible things and memories I've kept to myself. Lydia was like a painkiller. She was capable of washing away all the pain I have been bearing for years, and manages to bring out my smile.

Suddenly, she kissed my forehead so softly, so gently. I struggled to control my extreme desire of kissing her sweet red lips as she parted them from my forehead. Gosh Lydia, what are you doing to me? You're driving me utterly crazy, you make my heart flutter like a butterfly who found his nectar, my mind starts racing around like a galloping horse towards the horizon.

I immediately wrapped my huge muscular arms around Lydia's tiny waist. Gosh, it felt so right...I wish I could be like this forever. But...

This couldn't happen, I can't be with her, she can't be mine... So I slowly pulled apart from her petite body. And so did she. Honestly, I feel much better!

Thanks Lydia... 

Outside of Lydia's house:

Unknown's P.O.V-

I clutched my short dress as my perfectly manicured fingers curled up into fists, my eyebrows furrowed furiously and my insides were eating me up as a whole. I don't know what's happening to me. 

Here I am, standing in front of a girl's house who apparently is too busy hugging my future husband. I just looked at them furiously. I stomped my black high heels as I stared at the girl. She had auburn brown hair that fell on her pale skin so naturally, her glimmering eyes rose a spark of jealousy inside me and there he was, Ryan, the most beautiful man I've ever met. Okay, he wasn't a man but he's going to be, so yeah, my point exactly.

One thing was sure, Ryan was mine since childhood, since the day I met him, he was mine. And no one could take him away from me, not even this bitch who has him so close to her.

Angrily, I swore in my mind, 

Whoever you are, girl, you are going to pay for trying to steal my future husband, my love, Ryan Moore...