Between Love And Hate

Chapter Thirty-four

Janelle

The cold morning air hit me square in the face and I pulled the duvet cover until it was up to my neck before snuggling comfortably inside, Raven must have left her curtains open. But the warmth wasn't as soothing as it had been when Raven had been lying in the bed with me.

I could still feel the heat Raven left behind. I traced the spot on the bed, where she'd been lying with my fingers. I was still doing stupid things when the door opened and closed quietly.

What I saw next, my poor heart couldn't contain. Raven had a sports bra on, sweat pants and a pair of Nike converse. She was all sweaty, but she managed to look hot.

My eyes travelled all the way from her shoulders down to the strong set of abs she happened to have and then down the V shape that went down into her sweatpants. Damned sweatpants!

At the end of my travels, I realized I was completely hot and bothered. The room suddenly got too hot for me. I groaned loudly, completely ignoring the fact that I had almost eye-raped my girlfriend.

My groan caught Raven's attention, she turned to stare at me, a bead of sweat rolling from her chin right through the valley between her chest and then all the way to her navel. I got tongue tied for a few seconds. And by the end of the seconds, she realized why. For a millisecond, I thought I was jealous of that sweat.

"Oh shit!" she cussed as she quickly dashed for the basketball T-shirt she had previously dropped on her beanbag.

"I'm so sorry! I really am." she muttered furiously as she struggled with the T-shirt for what seemed ages.

"Babe, it's totally fine. You just have a nice body. And I was creepy for staring. I should be the one saying sorry." I said, turning sideways, so I couldn't see anymore of her perfect body.

I was still staring at her curtains as they billowed quietly. "Do you always leave your curtains open? They weren't always this open." I stated matter of factly.

"No," she said. I felt the side of the bed dip. I turned to face her. "Grandma, she likes to keep them open, says it's healthier than the air-con and whatnot we use..." she pecked my lips and I suddenly forgot that she was all sweaty and sticky.

I pulled her closer until there was almost no space between us as I desperately kissed her. I felt her slipping her hands up the big shirt I had on and I shivered at her touch. Her hands were cold, but I felt really warm inside.

She pushed herself against me until my back was on the bed again. She bit my lip and after I let out a small gasp, she slid her tongue inside my mouth. I wanted so badly to pull off her clothes, there were more butterflies in my stomach. I felt like I would explode when her body moved against mine in perfect friction. I let out a small moan.

My hands happened to have control of their own. I felt every inch of her back, my fingers scratching her in places. I could hear every intake of breath, every sound she made. It was only when I touched the waistband of her sweatpants that she pulled away.

"My job's done." she stated, brushing her fingers through her hair and trying to breathe slowly. "You're sweaty and sticky. You're just as gross as I am now." she said with a smirk.

I blushed furiously. Yes, I was sticky and sweaty and I probably smelt like her, but I was out of breathe. My heart beat ten times faster. I couldn't control the throbbing between my legs. I suddenly bit my lip.

"Don't do that." she said.

"Don't do what?" I asked, still out of breathe. "Don't bite your lip like that. It's taking every part of my being to not do anything stupid." she answered.

I was tempted to bite my lip again. But I didn't. I just watched quietly as she headed for her closet. With her, I felt better about myself. I felt like I was perfect enough.

I picked my phone from on top the nightstand closest to her bed. I had at least three messages from a private number, but I ignored it as Raven walked back out with her clothes.
"You can use my bathroom. I'll use the one down the hall. If anything, I don't want to inconvenience you." She said. Trying to hide a blush, I nodded.

I watched as she walked out of the room before finally finding my way to her bathroom. After I was done with the bathroom, I wrapped my self with Raven's bathrobe, I sniffed it a few times since it smelt like her. If anyone had seen me doing that, they'd think I was creepy.

I found a fitting short and hoodie in Raven's closet. It still amazed me how she arranged her clothes and shoes according to their colours. After I was done, I left Raven's room. As I got downstairs, I heard Detective Jones voice. It wasn't audible at first, but it did as I got closer to the kitchen. I wondered what they were talking about.

"... It'll work. All you have to do if drive towards her house."

"I can do that." Raven assured. "We'll put a tracker on you. It's small, so he won't notice it. And one of those spy cameras, Incase the tracker fucks up." Some other voice said.

"I'm cool with that. I just want Jace out of me and Janelle's lives. It would be awesome if I could take a walk around the neighborhood and know fully well no one's stalking me or Janelle. It would be peaceful." Raven said.

Somehow I could feel the pain in her voice. I could feel it. I walked back upstairs until I got to Raven's room. I picked up my phone and Raven's pocket knife lying carelessly on her vanity.

I found my shoes sitting close her bed. I wore them as fast as possible, I found my bag too. I left the house seconds later. I didn't let Raven or anyone know. I was going to finish this.

I couldn't sit back and let Raven get hurt in a bid to save me. She did it once before, I didn't want her doing it again. If she ended up getting hurt, heaven knows, I'd probably never be able to forgive myself.

I just wish I had these special moments with Raven long long ago. Because now, I knew I was completely in love with her. I'd always been in love with her...