Disorder

3: Our Place

After sitting on my roof for about twenty minutes, I saw a familiar car pull up in the driveway and park there. I sighed and climbed down from the roof and back into my room. I threw the umbrella onto the floor and started to walk down the stairs just as my mom called my name.

"Jess!" I heard my mother call.

"I'm coming!" I yelled back, now getting to the bottom of the stairs. I walked into the entryway and saw none other than my mother and Ashkii standing there at the front door.

"Your friend is here to talk to you. So why don't you guys go up to your room and do what high schoolers do." She said smiling and heading off into the kitchen.

"Okaayy..." I said motioning for Ashkii to follow me. I walked up the stairs, not bothering to look back to see if Ashkii was following because I could hear his steps. I got to my room and swung the door open. I walked in a fell onto my bed, covering my face with my arms. It was silent for a minute until the ass started talking.

"Why are you mad at me?" He asked. I let out a sigh and sat up on my elbows, looking at him. He had his circle sunglasses resting on top of his messy hair, his green eyes staring at me. I scoffed and fell back down.

"You are an asshole you know that? I'm mad at you because you are just playing me. Am I just some sort of toy to you?" I asked, sitting up and crossing my legs, playing with my wet jeans.

"What are you talking about? I haven't been playing with you at all!" He said, his eyes following me as I went to my closet and grabbed another muscle tank and some sweatpants and walked into the bathroom.

"Then why did your friends come up to me when I was waiting for you to come to your damn car?" I yelled through the door as I changed my shirt and my pants, and put my hair up in a ponytail. I walked out and back over to my bed, getting underneath the covers. He laid next to me but not under the covers and looked at me.

"Look. My friends are assholes. Most of them are girls so they get jealous. I wanted to take you home today. I wanted to spend time with you after school. You aren't a toy. You are my best friend." He said smiling slightly at me.

"Well I guess you can still hang out with me." I mumbled quietly as I shivered. My room has always been the coldest in the house. He smiled and motioned for me to scoot over. He threw off his shoes and pulled of his sweater, leaving him in a black T-shirt and he climbed into the bed next to me. He pulled me into his chest and we were both under the covers now.

My shivering stopped as I laid on his chest, his body heat colliding with mine. I shouldn't put my trust in him. No matter what he says. But I want to believe him and I want to be able to trust him and be happy with him. But....I'm scared. I've been stomped on a lot and I don't want it to happen again.

As we laid there in the silence of my bedroom and the still heavy rain, we started growing more tired by the second. An before I knew it, we were falling asleep in each others arms.

* * * *

I woke up to someone shaking me roughly. I peeled my eyes open to find it was Ashkii who was shaking me. I swatted his hand away but he continued his actions until I looked up to face him, as I was still laying on his chest.

"What are you doing?" I asked him my voice cracking at the end considering I just woke up from a very comfortable nap. He was laughing slightly at my reaction to waking him up.

"I'm waking you up. You said we could hang out so let's get going." He told me pulling me out of my bed by my feet. I took my feet away from him and got up from my bed. I sighed and walked over to my closet.

"How long was I asleep?" I asked Ashkii as I pulled out an oversized grey sweatshirt and some black skinny jeans.

"We were both asleep for about 15 or 20 minutes." He told me and I replied with an "oh" as I walked back into the bathroom and changed into my clothes. I fixed the ponytail that my hair was pulled up in and walked out the door. I grabbed the socks I wore earlier today and slipped on my converse.