Sacrifice

chapter 8 || Penelope

"Oh,you're in a good mood!" I ironically point out but his expression doesn't change. "You can't just go out without saying anything and staying away all night" his voice is firm "And remind me,why?" I'm actually surprised,who is him? My dad? "Because I was worried!" his tone raises "Worried about how to make Amy cum?!" he's stressing me out.

As I notice that a bunch of people are staring at us yelling at each other,I stay in silence. He does the same and looks at me for a while. I don't get why he should be worried about me: I have Scott and he has his group of chicks. "Well,I'd appreciate if you tell me next time" his voice is lower now "whatever Shawn" I turn.

We both enter the English lit classroom and take place: I,as usual,sit as close as possible to the professor;instead he prefers staying as far as possible from him. The lesson goes by pretty quickly and,when it's over,I see Shawn waiting for me at the exit. I'm still a bit upset from that strange behavior but,since we both are really stubborn,I decide to let it go.

"Hey" he says "Jack organized a party at his place tonight,it's at 8pm. I'm going and so are you" "Well,if the boss says so..." I reply. "I like that name,boss" he chuckles a bit "Oh shut up Mendes" I say,trying to hide my giggles. We both hop in his Cayenne and,in 7 minutes or so,we're home.

As he opens the door I say "I'm gonna cook,do you want something?" "Yeah sure,as long as it isn't burnt" he says. "That's not funny,you're gonna regret what you just said" I warn him as I get closer to the fridge "And what are you gonna do? Punish me?" he whispers in my ear,as his hands are rapidly placed on my hips,and his breath hits my neck. This escalated quickly. I'm facing the fridge as he holds me in his strong grip,then I try to turn and succeed.

Now we're facing each other. His eyes lock in mine and the first thing that pops in my mind is «they're not blue and icy as Scott's but,damn,they have something else,something hypnotizing». He bites his bottom lip and that drives my mind crazy,but I don't move a muscle. "You're so complicated,Pen,but I like working hard for something. And believe me,I'm gonna conquer you." I move his hands away from my waist and reach the counter as I say "Believe me,you won't. I'm so much more than just complicated". Pen...he never called me like that...

As he sits on one of the bar stools,waiting,I break 4 eggs in a pan and scramble them while 4 pieces of toast are in the toaster oven. "You know,the view from here is soooo beautiful" he says out of the blue "I agree: your parents chose the right flat,from here you can see almost all Toronto " I'm actually serious this time. "Oh! But I wasn't talking about Toronto" he stands up "I was talking about this" he finishes slapping my ass "You moron!".It hurt.

I serve him the hot meal "I know it's not something really tasty but I was craving it,so you better like it" and I sit with him at the table on the balcony. He takes a few bites and then tells me "It's not bad,I can't complain about it" he giggles and I follow him. We finish it in a few minutes,then he decide to wash the dishes,so I go shower.

As the hot water runs,I take off my clothes and then take care of myself by washing my hair and my body. Having a nice shower is just what I needed. While I rinse my shampoo I start to think about Shawn. Why did he care so much about me spending the night out? I mean,wasn't he having fun with his living Barbie? Maybe she wasn't that great. But still,why does he care?!

It's time to get out.I wrap my hair in a towel and I do the same with my body. I enter my bedroom and choose my outfit: I end up wearing a white crop top with beige jeans along with my white Nike Huarache,a pair of earrings and my usual necklace. Then,when I return into the bathroom I find him,only wearing his boxers. "Oh,I thought you were washing the dishes" I say,blushing "Yes,one hour ago" he laughs "By the way,we're leaving earlier.Hurry up" "Why's that?" I ask "I want to bring you somewhere" he responds vaguely.