Poisoned Love

12. Give Me Time

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"I'm mad because you ignored me the whole time. I know nobody here other than you." I told Ace, attempting not to sound too desperate or needy. His smile grows more amused.

"I didn't mean to." He says. I can't tell if he's lying or not. "I can make it up to you, though." He says and I can feel my heart throbbing rapidly. What is he going to do? My chest rose and fell back repetitively as his hands cupped the small of my back closing any distance between us. His lips lined into a thin line. I accidentally arched my back and my core hit the bulge of his pants, making him groan in pleasure, looking down. I didn't know how to act. He caught me in the midst of my moment of vulnerability.

He leaned in and I can feel his hot and minty breath fanning my face. I sucked in a huge and deep breath and I dreaded what was about to happen next, yet I stood there motionlessly as Ace began torturing me slowly by trailing kisses on my neck, collarbone, earning subtle moans from me. When he reached the bridge of my breasts, he looked up at me for reassurance. I knew this was heavily wrong. I didn't even know who Ace Wilmington was yet I let him kiss me. What has gotten into me?

This time, I was the one to push him away. His expressionlessness when I did that made me more disappointed than I should have been. I expected him to ask me why I made him stop or for him to persuade me into continuing this but I'm pretty sure he knows why we can't go on with this. The humiliation I felt was evident on my red-tinted cheeks. I swallowed.

"Let's go. We have a long way ahead of us and I don't want my mother to worry." I told him. Speak of the devil. My phone buzzed and my heart began racing when I picked it up and realized that it was my mother calling. I cleared my throat and walked to the furthest spot in the bathroom. She can't know I'm at a party. Not that I care if she disapproves or not I just don't want Ace to get in trouble for bringing me here.

"Hello, mom." I say. I expected her to be worried and asking me where I was and why there's music around me.

"Tori is waiting for you here, should I let her stay or will you get home late?" She asks. Oh no.

"Can you...uh, let me talk to her?" I asked and my mother obliged, handing the phone to Tori. I'm blessed to hear her squealing voice again. These past two days with Ace felt like a whole week that I forgot about the rest of my world, including Tori.

"Hey." I greeted Tori.

"Where the hell are you?" She asks and pauses for a moment. Sure enough, she figured it out. "You're at a party!?" She asks and I can't tell if she's a good type of surprised or an ashamed one. I assume she's happy for me because she'd always encourage me to attend parties with her, Alex and Ryder but I'd never show up. I'm even surprised at my own self for coming with Ace here.

"Yes." I confessed and I couldn't help but smile. "Why are you at my house?" I ask.

"I was going to spend time with you to watch some movies but you weren't here." She says and I can practically see her pouting through the phone. "I need all of the details about that party, now and fast!"

"I cannot talk right now." I told her and felt so guilty to tell her that. "We'll talk tomorrow, okay?"

"You won't come here soon?" She asked and I replied with a flat 'no'. She agreed to talk tomorrow and I'm relieved she stopped asking me questions. I hung up and put the phone back in my purse. I glanced up and turned around and Ace was leaning on the door, crossing his arms and staring at me blankly.

"Ready?" He asks. I nodded wordlessly as I tucked a hair strand behind my ear. I approached him as he was unlocking the door and opening it. He suddenly paused and turned around.

"Before we leave, though..." He says and inches towards me, causing me to fall backwards. "I need to say something." And he finally stops in his tracks, making me sigh in relief, mentally of course.

"Say it then." I demand.

"I know today's Sunday and you've got high school and shit but if you don't mind please stay here tonight. I'm really tired, I can't drive." He says. I should've been more annoyed than I was because I remember that he specifically told me that he'd drive me home.

"It's fine, I'l take a taxi." I shrugged.

"No, no. It's too late for that. Plus you don't have money." He says so quickly that I raised a suspicious eyebrow at him.

"Why do I get the feeling that you just make excuses for me to stay?" I laughed and the phrase sounded so awkward actually coming out of my mouth, so I immediately shut up.

"Maybe I am..." He confesses, grabbing my hands and squeezing them. I gulped and stared deep into his eyes. My chin lifted so I can look at him.

"I can't, I have school." I told him.

"You're annoying." He groans.

"And you're impetuous." I fired shots back. He sighed longingly and let go of my hands.

"Fine, I'll bloody drive you. Let's go." He says and I followed him as we walked out of the bathroom, down the hall and the stairs. I'm glad that he didn't stop for a second to look behind him. I bit down on my lower lip nervously. He doesn't know how nervous he makes me feel and I don't even know why either. We both climbed inside the car and this time he didn't open my door for me but it was mostly because I opened it myself before he got the chance to do it.

I rested my head back and glanced outside the window, my arms folded beneath my chest. We were both silent, considering if we muttered a single word, we'd say something we shouldn't have. My eyes slowly got heavy and I allowed myself to fall asleep. Consciousness slowly slipped out of my body and I was too tired to fight it. I fell into sheets of sleep.

The next morning, I woke up and it was pitch black. The faint light inside the room made me realize that it's not my room. It's a room I don't even recognize myself and I have an oversized black shirt over my dress. Oh shit.