Willow's Tree

21

I was utterly speechless. My mouth gaped open while I stared at him with surprise and shock. But then horror filled me. I hated that word. It was the word I hated the most. It meant nothing to me and proved nothing either.

"I don't care." I spat.

"I love you." Trey repeated, placing a hand on my cheek, but I turned away.

"I don't care!" I shouted, my emotions running high. "Why should I give a damn if you do? Don't say those words to me! I hate you! I hate you!"

Before I could say anymore, he silenced me with his lips. I protested but was bound by him and had no power to fight back. I felt his tongue dance across my lips, but I refused to open for him. Trey didn't push me to though. He just brushed my lips with his tongue while his hands ran through my hair.

Trey on his elbows and surrounded me completely. Everywhere, there was Trey, and I couldn't escape no matter how hard I tried to. But in the end, I didn't want to escape. He was with me again. I could practically taste the cinnamon aroma coming from him. And I wanted more.

Eventually, I found myself warmed by his lips, and I couldn't help but kiss back. I opened my mouth for him and he gladly entered, swiping his tongue at every curve and corner of my mouth. He still tasted like the spice of cinnamon, just as I suspected. And I moaned and gasped from the blast of his flavor.

Sucking on his tongue, I found out that his hold on me had weakened and so I shoved his hands away, but only to wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer.

When I kissed him, and he kissed back, I could practically taste his emotions. He was full of pain, full of hurt—all because he made me cry. And I just had to cry once more. I had to cry tears of relief when I found out that Trey really hadn't wanted Helen, but me. I immediately pulled back though when I realized that I really was crying. Again.

"Wha-?" Shocked, I reached a hand up to touch a tear. It wet my finger and I stared at it, confused as to why it was there in the first place.

But Trey just licked the salty drop away and sucked on my finger. "Crying again, Willow?" he whispered as he continued to lick and he eventually went down my finger and placed a wet kiss on my palm. His actions distracted me from forming a reply.

He took hold of my wrist and sucked on my skin, kissing and licking it. "Trey, what are you doing?"

"I haven't tasted you in forever." He whispered, continuing to place wet kisses on my hand, but then he moved down to my throat and sucked at where he made the first hickey. "I need your flavor in my mouth again."

I blushed from his words and gasped when he nipped my collar bone before soothing it with another kiss. Then he ran his lips up my neck and to my lips where he pecked.

"I love you." he breathed again. I was about to argue with him again, but he kissed me quickly, not letting me put in a word. Then he pulled back and repeated, "I love you." He said those words a few more times, weakening my guard and breaking down my barriers as I relaxed beneath him.

Finally, he pulled back after we were gasping for breath. "I know you don't believe in that word. Your parents never showed you what love is, and it's because of them that you don't trust it. And I won't lie. I didn't believe in it either, Willow. I thought the exact same thing you did, but not anymore. You think it's stupid and dumb to fall in love. But that's exactly what I've done.

"I've fallen in love. With you, Willow." He whispered into my ear, and his words made me shiver. "And there's no way I can fall out of love with you. Not now, not ever. I'm in too deep. But there's something else I can do..." I looked up into his blazing, orange eyes. "You showed me what love is. So only I can show you what it is as well."