The rest of the day went by smoothy, no injuries... well I did accidentally trip on of the flirtatious guys. accidentally. But other then that the kids seemed to overall like us, more like to see us bicker then as people, but it was something.
After what seemed like forever the kids got tired so we sent them to their dorms, and we went to ours. Jesse was acting the same way he always did. Am I the only one who thought last night meant something? He was the one who cuddled with me, and now I was just confused. He wasn't the only one who can play that game I thought as I walked over to him and sat down on his lap.
"Um... Stace, a-are you alright?" he stuttered while shifting uncomfortably under me.
"Nope," I said popping the P,
"I'm just bored, entertain me." I fluttered my lashes flirtatiously and leaned in a little closer. I noticed his un-even breathing at my sudden proximity, I blushed slightly, glad I had some type of effect on him and slowly brought my face to his. He took a sharp intake of breath and bit his bottom lip whilst staring at mine. This is getting too serious. I began pulling away but he grabbed my face and crashed his lips into mine. I was surprised at first but quickly recovered taking him all in. He tasted like vanilla, and I loved me some vanilla. The kiss was hungry and passionate, wanting. He flipped us over on the coach so he was now on top of me, I ran my hands under his shirt and over is perfectly sculpted abdomen and he groaned into the kiss. He began trailing kisses down my neck and to my chest and before I knew it, my shirt was off. He sucked at my collar bone, earning a moan from me. I didn't even care about revenge anymore, all I wanted was Jesse. He lifted me up and carried me to where I guessed would be the bed. Since we were both in our bathing suits there wasn't much of a struggle removing things. Now the only thing separating us were my bottoms, which I needed off, now. I moved my hands down and ripped them off. Jesse pulled away from the kiss and stared at me dead in the eyes.
"Im not gonna sleep with you Stacy."
I felt broken.
"W-why not?" I stuttered.
"It's just... wrong." he said looking down at my body.
I couldn't breathe, and not because how close we were together, but how angry I was.
"Wrong? We make out for about a half hour and when we're naked you tell me it's wrong?! How about during school Jesse? And last year, was it wrong then too?!" I practically screamed at him as tears were threatening to spill from my eyes. I shoved him off me with ease since he was probably shocked at what he had just said to me, realizing what it was that had broken me to pieces.
He grabbed my hand and pulled me back towards him.
"No Stace I'm so sorry. That is not what I meant, please.Please forgive me, I'm sorry!" He practically begged. I ripped my hand away from him and grabbed the first thing I saw, which happened to be his t-shirt and stormed out of his room with him following closely behind.
I whipped around and pushed him away from me,
"Stay away from me Jesse!"
He looked so hurt I wanted to just forgive him and shower him in kisses, but not this time. I marched into my room and slammed the door. I fell into my bed and finally let the tears fall. Letting the occasional, hideous sob escape my lips, but I didn't care. I soon heard Jesse shout,
"Damn it!" and a loud crash sounded my ears and I jumped a little causing me to cry more. I heard the shower turn on. Probably a cold one. And I watched my clock change every minute, every minute representing how much time Jesse was willing to give me to calm down. Which wasn't much.
After about twenty minutes the door quietly opened, I closed my eyes hoping to seem asleep. It seemed to look real because Jesse walked over and fell onto the bed behind me and pulled my hips to his and wrapped his arms around my waist. He pressed his lips to my neck and murmured,
"Im sorry,Im sorry,Im so sorry. I didn't mean it, and I fucked up. Im sorry," He hesitated and added,
"I love you." My eyes shot open and tried my best not to blow my cover and gasp.
"And by the way Monkey, I know you're awake." He pulled me closer, if that was even possible and fell asleep. I didn't. He loved me... the feeling was mutual. But... maybe I did want at least some revenge. I smiled evilly to myself and snuggled into his body and allowed sleep to take over my body.
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Oh, what is this? It seems to be a little action and evilness being welcomed back into their relationship. This is a... 'test the waters' chapter, I just want to see if people are actually enjoying it so far, that is the reason for how short it is. Thank you all for reading, please leave comments, good or bad, I'll appreciate it!
Until next time❤️❤️
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Happy Campers
RomanceWhen 17 year old Stacy is forced to spend her entire summer as counselors with her ex, Jesse Whilker, because of a little incident, she doesn't think anything could be worse, since she still had feelings for him. They had a clean break; they grew ap...