Chapter 19: Cloud 9

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Forgiveness.  Such a funny word when applied to different situations.  Forgiveness is one of those words everybody knows the meaning of by the age of five, but not so many people actually do forgive others.  I used to look down upon people who didn't want to forgive someone, maybe it was because I have a stuck up personality.  Now I get it.  I guess I wasn't hurt enough to understand, I knew I would see Richard everyday at school.  I knew we had group projects to do together, and I knew that he would constantly be around me trying to get my forgiveness.  I'm still angry and I have every right to be.

"UGGHHH IT'S SO FRUSTRATING,"  I yelled in frustration and threw my hands down by my sides.  Daniel jumped in surprise as I yelled.  Currently I was in Daniel's room on Monday morning getting ready for school.  My parents think I'm walking to school early, and his parents are at work.  Convenience.

"Why are you yelling?"  He said in annoyance.

"Sorry, I was just thinking about the whole Richard situation.  I'm going to have to see him everyday now at school, and I'm going to lose my patience.  I just can't look at him without wanting to slap him, ughhhhh,"  I added another long groan to the end of that as I was pacing in Daniel's bedroom.  I plopped down onto Daniel's bed as he went to go brush his teeth.  Maybe I was overreacting, it's not like he knew that it would tip my mom off about me and Daniel.  I didn't know why he felt like he needed to tattle, and I'm not buying the whole "It's because I'm worried about you,"  BS. 

"I just wish I knew what to do,"  I say much more calmly.  Daniel walks out of the bathroom and  takes his toothbrush out of his mouth.

"It's not like he knows we are dating.  He didn't know that he was tipping off your mom about our relationship,"  He said and walked back inside to go spit out the toothpaste.  He basically read my mind, and I hated that he and my mind were probably right.  I flopped down on Daniel's pillow and nuzzled my head down into the pillow.  It smelled like Daniel, pine and cigarettes.  It calmed me down, like always.  I felt him lay down next to me, and he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Can we skip?"  I asked.  I gasp after realizing what just came out of my mouth.  I looked up at Daniel and his eyes were wide, and I looked down at my hands.  This never would have happened a year ago, and I knew that.  Daniel was a bad influence on me a lot and we both knew that, but he also brought the best out of me.  I opened up to him more then I have anybody else in my entire life but I loved it.

"I don't mind skipping, are you sure?"

"Yeah,"  I answered and leaned up and kissed him.  I turned around and climbed onto him to be in a better position and until I was straddling him around his waist.  The make out suddenly got extremely heated as his tongue danced with mine.  Neither one of us were fighting for dominance, we were equal.  I trailed kisses down his neck and collarbone and made sure to leave a few hickeys.  I heard him moan near my ear which made me even more horny, and I unzipped his jeans.  He put his hand on top of mine and stopped me.

"What?"  I said in confusion.

"Not now,"  Was his only answer.

"Why, do you not want me like that?"  I felt myself getting irritated even though I was trying not to, because I didn't want to pressure him.  It felt wrong.

"No of course not.  You have no idea how much you give me temptation that I've never felt before.  It's just not the right time,"  I smiled at what he said.  I put my head back in the crook of his neck and sighed.

"You have been smoking haven't you?"  I asked, I wasn't going to argue with him.  He has every right to do what he wants.  I could taste the cigarette in his mouth, when we were kissing.  To me it was a turn on.

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