Wanting Her

Chapter 11

-HIM-

I can't forget her face when she sees me. Unbelievably pretty. Out of the world pretty.

No one could surpass her beauty.

Not even the fucking Miss Universe.

I grin when I see her reddened face. I don't know if it's from the shocked or she's embarrassed realizing that I've found her. But worry no more Lana, I'm here willingly to submit and fall into your chasing game. I saw her unclenching small fist, and I want to be the one to calm her nerves.

I'll hold her small hands in my big one. My mind is liking the idea. I should've known this would happen to me.

She kept happening to me.

I shake my head. It's impossible that I've let her consumes me this way.

I will break the heaven and hell into two before I fall to the temptation. Her temptation.

Seeing the way I reacted, I'm already it.

I arrived at Will's home a little later than usual. I was supposed to be there early to help them but my encounter with Lana delayed it. I turn off the ignition of my bike at Will's driveway. I make a little run and before I could ring the house bell, Will's fucking pissed off face at the front door.

"You're fucking late. You're supposed to help me you asshole." Will is the only child and he's fucking pissed at me right now is because I'm not here to help him with the kitchen work. He wants me to suffer with him. Like together together.

I huff knowing his intention of using me. "Calm your tits, I here now." I roll my eyes and make my way inside. Putting my keys and helmet on the small table.

Will snort annoyingly. "Yeah, after all shit's been done."

I shake my head ignoring his remarks and go to the kitchen. I saw Will's mom and go to her side. "Hey. Mrs Drew. I'm so sorry, got caught up in a work." I kiss both her cheeks and she hugs me. Mrs Drew is the closest thing I consider as mother figure.

I release a breath. I miss mum's hug.

"Yeah, no fuck, you've got shit tons of works." Will said bitterly.

He's so bitter I almost smack him in his face. If not for Mrs Drew, I would've. Without a doubt. I just smile and chuckle darkly glowering death eyes at him.

I help Mrs Drew to carry the food she's made for dinner. She has made black pepper steak. The meat is cooked in half-cooked. My mouth waters at the sight. It gets to the point of drooling at the smell. My nose flares when I smell the black pepper sauce scents.

Hmmmm. Even perfect.

Yummy. My mouth and stomach is begging me to fill the excruciating starvation.

I sit down hastily beside Will after putting them down. I waited impatiently for Mrs Drew to cut the scrumptious pieces of meat and distributed to each of us. I feel like the time is slowed down when Mrs Drew cuts it. Finally, that piece of heaven is at my plate. Looking ready as hell to be devoured.

I started digging in without further ado.

Oh, yes. This is it.

The taste of its succulent juiciness. The impeccably flawlessness of the prepped sauce. The perfectly cooked meat is at its softness.

It feels like forever since I last had my real home cooked meal.

I can't help but feel grateful for the perfect way it's being cooked.

We all eat in peace, embracing the deliciousness of the steak until Will's dad broke the silence.

"You boys are doing okay at school?" He asked with an arched brow.

We said in unison. "Of course." And smile sweetly. We turn our heads to each other and our eyes speaks louder than words.

Of fucking course not.

Well, I'm not. I'm fucking not okay. I'm not okay with Lana is not in my sight.

Great now I lost my appetite.

It's never okay when Lana is running from me. I scowl and groan silently. I don't want anyone to notice my sullenness and unfortunate-ness happening to me.

Will's dad nods once and we continue to eat.

I swallow the delectable meat turns horrible and exhale the heaviness in my chest.