Broken

13

"You comin' with me?" I hear Anthony ask Ondreaz .  "No, I think I'm going to hangout with Sam," Ondreaz responds to him. A smile creeps its way onto my lips.  "Alright. I'll see y'all later then," Anthony says and walks out of his room.

He walks to my doorway and stops.  "Ondreaz is stayin' here. I'm goin' out for a bit to find a job," he says to me. I nod. He walks downstairs, and I hear the front door close behind him. Not even a second later, Ondreaz comes in with his shirt still off, and his baggy sweatpants hanging loosely on him.

I pull my bottom lip between my teeth. He smirks at me. I, slowly, walk up to him. He lifts me up, and we fall back onto my bed. His fingertips lightly brush up my back. I crawl under the covers beside him. He gets in too. He wraps his arms around my small body and pulls me to him. Our noses brush against each other. I smile and look up into his eyes. He gives me a small kiss on my nose. I wrap my leg around him and begin kissing him again. We eventually find ourselves falling asleep. 

***  When I wake up around noon, Ondreaz is still right beside me. I smile and kiss him on the cheek. I can't get enough of him. I get up and walk into my closet. I search for a swimsuit. I grab my floral, strapless, bikini. I hurry and put it on. I walk back out and see Ondreaz is awake now.  "Going somewhere?" He asks me.  "Let's go swim!" I say, excitedly. He chuckles and nods.  "Just borrow of Anthony's swim trunks," I say to him. And gets up.

I stand in front of the doorway. He looks down at me with one eyebrow raised.  "You have to get past me first," I say and purse my lips together. He smirks and tries to juke me out, but he fails.  "Nice try. Anthony has played football his whole life. He's taught me how to juke."  He takes a deep breath. He sweeps his arms underneath me, knocking me off of my feet. He carries me bridal style into Anthony's room with him. I can't help but laugh. 

***  Ondreaz's and I longboard our way to the beach. When we get there, we set our towels on top of our boards and take off to the water. It's crystal clear. I look down, and I can see every step I take. I see Ondreaz walking closer to me. I reach for his hand, and he intertwines our fingers together. He pulls me closer to him.  "What do you want to do today, beautiful?" He asks me and kisses the top of my head.

A smile spreads across my face.  "I'm pretty sure I already showed you," I smirk. He smiles.  "So, you want to lay in bed and kiss all day? Cause, I'm totally fine with that," he says with a laugh. I giggle and shake my head. I look around and make sure no one is watching us.  "Same as last night," I say and bite my lip. His smile drops a little, and he looks at me confused.  "What?" He asks. I shove his shoulder.  "You know what I'm-"  I stop myself. Shit.

I totally just thought my dream was real. I shake my head and look down in embarrassment.  "Never mind," I finish. He slides his index finger under my chin and tilts my head up to look at him.  "What?" He asks again.  "I forgot," I lie. He gives me this look that he knows I'm lying. I don't want to tell him about my dream.  "Sam, tell me," he says and brushes the pad of his thumb across my cheek.  "You know whenever you have a dream, but it feels like it really happened?" I ask him. He nods.  "Well, I had a dream, and it felt really real and that's what I wanted to do all day."  "You wanted to dream all day?" He asks, confused. 

"No, I wanted to do what happened in my dream, but I totally forgot what my dream was about," I say and lie again. He gives me the look again.  "I'm not lying this time," I say and try to hide my smirk. He raises an eyebrow. He dips down and swings me over his shoulder.  "Ondreaz!" I yell and beat down on his back. He takes me up to our towels and boards and lays me down on his. He hovers over me, propping himself on his elbows. It looks as if he's doing push ups, but he's not. The muscles in his arms are strained, and I can't help but gape at how amazingly handsome he is. His gentle, chocolate brown eyes glisten as the sun shines on them. His soft, luscious, brown hair sweeps across his forehead.

My hands go to the back of his head where I run my fingers through his hair. He licks his lips as he stares at mine. He swoops down and kisses my lips.  "You're causing a scene," I say to him when he pulls away. He leans down and kisses me again.  "Good," he whispers. I smile and push him off. He flips over onto his back and takes me with him.  "Let's do the airplane!" I say, excitedly. He laughs and agrees. 

***  Once Ondreaz and I make our way back to my house, Anthony's back home. We leave our boards and wet towels on the front porch before entering the house. When I open the front door, Anthony is sprawled out on the couch watching tv.  "Find a job?" I ask him.  "Yeah, I actually did. I start Monday at some clothing store."  "Do you know the name of it?" I ask him.  "Uh, I think it's called like Hot Bods."  "Did you realize that that's a lingerie store?" Ondreaz asks him. Anthony shrugs.  "You're sick," I say and grab Ondreaz's hand, dragging him into the kitchen with me.

He leans down and gives me a quick kiss on the lips. I smile and pull away.  "Are you hungry?" I ask him.  "Yeah."  "Okay, well make you some food," I say and smirk at him.  "You're not going to be a good wife," he says and shakes his head. I laugh an exaggerated laugh.  "My husband will cook for me," I say to him.  "I do know how to cook," he says with a cocky smile. He looks at me and licks his lips.  "I'll cook for you all the time," he says to me.  "Are you saying you're gonna be my husband?" I ask.  "Yes," he shrugs like it was already obvious.

I laugh and shake my head. He comes closer to me and lifts me up off the ground.  "Ondreaz!" I shriek and begin laughing.  "What?" He laughs and begins spinning us around.  "Put me down!"  "Nope," he says and pops the "p."  "Please," I say in a soft voice. He stops spinning and sighs. He slide me down his warm body, and I get tingles from his touch.

He rests his hands on my back as I face him. Our bare stomachs touch each other.  "So, really, what are we?" Ondreaz asks me. I take a deep breath.  "Ondreaz,I like you, a lot. But, I don't really want a relationship right now. I know it seems like I do, and sometimes I feel like I do, but I can't. It's too much for me," I say to him. He's taken aback.  "But, you got so mad at me last night when we talked about this?" He says, confused.  "I know.

I shouldn't have gotten mad at you. I'm sorry."  "I mean, it's okay. But, you were so mad because I didn't think that either of us were up for a relationship, and now it's just you," he says, and I can hear the anger growing in his voice.  "I'm not looking for an argument, Ondreaz. I just don't want a relationship right now. This has been fun, and I guess it's over," I say and shrug my shoulders. I begin to walk away from him, but he grabs my arm. 

"Wait! What was this then?" He asks and waves his hand between the two of us.  "I guess it was just a bit of fun," I shrug and pull my arm from his grasp. He takes my hand and pulls me to his chest. He grabs my face and crashes his lips on mine. The make out begins to get heated as soon as he pulls away. It makes me frustrated.  "Why'd you pull away?" I ask him.  "Finishing the fun," he says.  "So, what? This is over then?" I ask him.  "I can't just mess around with you, Sam.

I care about you, and I want to treat you right. But, I guess that's not going to happen," he says and looks down. My anger is beginning to take over me.  I huff and walk out to go to my room. I don't know what made me say that to Ondreaz , but I really don't want a relationship right now. I know Ondreaz won't treat me like Bryce did, but you can't be so sure. 

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