The Thief of Hearts

Chapter 22

Thalia's pov

He kissed my lips and I kissed back. He gently lifted my dress over my head and threw it across the room. He returned to my begging lips as his hands roamed all over my exposed flesh. Lifting me bridal style, he kicked the door shut and turned the nob so that it locked from the inside.

He walked swiftly to the bed and laid me down, taking a few seconds to strip himself. Quickly returning to my needs, he began kissing me all over and his hands found my breasts to caress my hard nipples. I let out a moan as the incredible feeling of pure ecstasy hit me and the pool began to fill between my legs.

My breathing grew heavy and felt like I was on fire. I used my hands to tangle in his hair, then allowed them to  search his naked body. His hard strong muscles tense as I ran my hands over them from his shoulder to further down. He sucked on my breasts and I took a sharp intake of breath. I bit my lips to prevent a moan of pleasure.

I spread my legs and wrapped them around his waist, pulling him down to meet me. His thick fingers found my center and he started to stroke me gently. Two fingers slipped inside and I let out a sound that I could barely recognize.

"Ohhh Keith!" I moaned his name. Omg! This feels so good.

There was a knock on the door and I quickly sat up in bed and watched as it opened. My heart pounded in my chest and threatened to burst as I tried to figure out what was going on. I looked around me and sighed in utter and complete relief. It was all a dream. I was alone in bed and had a wet, very wet dream about a certain someone.

Mandy walked inside the room slowly, seeming to be analysing me critically. The silver and pink dress of hers glimmered in the small nightlight's glow, reminding me of the awfully scary night I had.

She came and sat beside me, silently watching me with concern in her eyes. I really wished she would find her bed because I felt uncomfortable with her so near me while I just woke from the most arousing dream in my entire life. I was all hot and bothered and so flustered and my sheets were so soaked, it was enough to drown me in.

"Are you alright?" She asked softly.

I nodded, too scared to talk because I wasn't sure if my voice would give anything away. I was having a freaking wet dream about...... Keith!

"What happened back there?" Amanda said, trying again to get me to talk. I just shrugged my shoulder in a way that she got that I had no idea.

Mandy sighed. "Come on T, it's good to talk about what you're going through. It helps." She persisted. "I'm here. Talk to me."

It pained me as well as annoyed me to have her beg like that so I took a deep breath preparing myself to spill my contents. 

"I failed." I said lowly. My voice sounded foreign to me. Amanda looked at me confused and I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat and went on talking.

"You see Mandy, I was trying my best to stay away. To push you and everyone else away because I didn't want to fail. I never wanted to get close to you guys because eventually you'll leave me, like they always do.

Everyone who I have ever loved and cared about left me. My dad left first, he was my hero and the first man in my life. I was young and naive then so I thought he'd come back but he never did. 

My godmother died when I was in eighth grade. I cared so much about her, she would always listen to me, but she left too. Great grandma Steph had my heart buried with her, she was my everything and she's gone. Believe it or not, I had a best friend once.

Back in highschool. I never talked about him because I was trying to tell myself that he doesn't exist. We were so close that we always end up saying the same things at the same time, we could finish each other's sentences. We were inseparable and treated each other like siblings.

He ditched me after graduation. He didn't call or text me like he used to and I tried calling him but he never answered the phone. I went to visit him like some desperate damsel in distress and his folks said he left town. He never contacted me though. He left me.

And so I thought that everyone I get close to will do the same. I've been fighting this all along and now I've failed. I let my guard down and I failed. I failed." I didn't realize I was crying until I felt tissue on my cheeks and Amanda started patting me on the back.

"I.... I failed... I lost the battle and I've fallen in love and I failed." I wailed as if I just lost a loved one and Mandy hugged me tightly, rocking side to side.

"You act like it's a bad thing." Amanda said softly.

"It is!" I cried.

"It's not." Mandy countered, "it's the best thing for someone as long as you've fallen for the right guy. And if I don't know anything else, I know that Keith is the right one for you. He'll never do anything to hurt you and we both know he's not going to leave you. Not even with a restraining order against him."

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. I blinked back more tears that were building up. I realized that I was just freaking out over something I had no control over. It was already done and there was nothing I could have done to stop it. I have fallen for Keith McCarthy.

"So, what now?" I asked in a small voice.

Mandy was rubbing comforting circles in my back. "You go to sleep and call him up later."

"You mean I should call Keith?" I asked uncertain. I ran away from him, I was probably the last person he'd ever want to talk to.

"Yes, who else?" Mandy replied rolling her eyes, a smile aiming at me. "He's worried sick about you."

I nodded. "But I'm using your phone, and I'm not ready to..." I trailed off. What do I do now? Where do I go from here?

Amanda must have sensed my confusion because she lightly laughed before she spoke. "Take it easy. You need some time to get things sorted. We know and we'll wait. We won't ever leave you"

I nodded again feeling like I just heard the kindest thing someone had ever told me. I curled up in my bed and whispered a thank you and goodnight to Mandy. I then rocked myself until I fell asleep.