Chapter 7

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Arriving at my bedroom door, we always kiss until we enter.
- I can't believe you're staying here with me.- I tell him.
- I believe.- tells me kissing me.
- Do you think you should tell my mother about the bet we've been making?
- It depends. If you know your mother will never forgive you, you better not tell.
- You're right. - I tell him and make a forced smile.
I lie in bed and Dylan sits on the edge of the bed and asks me.
- What you got, baby.
- Nothing, I just have headaches.
- Melody don't you trust me?
- Of course I trust.- I answer.
- So no more lying to me.- He tells me calmly almost in a whisper.
- It's just that ...... I'm very confused right now. I no longer understand the organization of my life.
-  I understand you. But now enough talk about crazy and let's go to sleep.
I smile and he lies down next to me and as I try to fall asleep he caresses my cheek and occasionally kisses my forehead.
Dylan I can't sleep.- I say finally but that's when I realize he fell asleep.
While he sleeps I leave the room and walk to the college garden. I sit on the dry grass and pluck some leaves.
I see a person sitting next to me and it's Dylan. Keep quiet and say nothing just look at me.
- Did you wake up or were you awake, Dylan?- I ask he crying.
- It doesn't matter. I want to know is why you are crying.
- I just need a few moments alone.
He takes me gently in one of my hands and tells me.
- Pretend I'm transparent because I won't be able to leave you alone. Never, because I love you.
I look at him.
- I always thought I was the most boring girl in college and after all what you think is ......
- What I think is that you're the most beautiful and educated girl in all of college.
- The stars are so beautiful today.
- Melody let's go inside don't be stubborn.
- Is that what you think of me, stubborn? - I say jokingly.
He laughs and gets up, picks me up and takes me to the bedroom.
Spending the rest of the night. The next day, I get up early to pack and go to class.
- Aren't you going to class, Dylan?
- Yes, but mine are only in the afternoon. Do you think I can stay here in your room in the morning?
- You can. - I kiss him on the mouth and walk out the door.
I enter the room and sit down.
- Good morning students. Today we are going to write a poem about someone who is a part of our heart.
I think about Dylan and start writing.

"I never thought I'd fall in love with you
I never thought you could attract me
But that's what you did
You attracted me with your affection

We are totally different people
You with tattoos and me without needing them
But who says that people who have tattoos need them
Who need them to be who they are

I was always the smart girl in my family
Now that I joined college everything has changed
When I was placed in a bet that became love
That turned our love

I love you.
I think if you ever leave me I won't survive
You were the only person who made
With my life making sense in love."

I keep this sheet in my bag and write another poem to give to the teacher.
The class today was ...... it was interesting. I enjoyed sharing my feelings for Dylan completely with someone, actually with a sheet of paper but I eased my mind a little and I'm feeling good.

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