" Danielle?"
I smiled slightly turning to my side seeing Marshal, his smile sparkling holding his hand out to me. My head burned a little and felt a bit odd with the cloth that was tapped on my forehead and my eyebrow.
My teeth ran along my bottom lip feeling his cold hand in my own, my warmth seemed like it was fading every time I touched him.
I watched as my mother opened the door holding it out to me, my feet moved slowly as I made my way up behind him as his hand squeezes mine every now and then.
Taking deep breaths I looked around, my eyes searching the parking lot crazily.
" Come on, sweetie."
Marshal lets go of my hand and bends a little his right knee resting on the gravel as his hand rested on my right thigh looking at me with his mouth shut. I placed my hand on his looking at him.
We both stayed in silence, watching each other breathe. Are we going to be ok? I've been thinking this for awhile, I've been nervous and thinking something is wrong, my actions can be worse that attracting some type of life terminal disease.
" Marshal we have to go home, you two can talk later, okay?"
I shut my eyes at my mothers words. Marshal's hand rubs my thigh making my eyes open, Marshal nods smiling but his eyes looked hazy.
" What's wrong?"
He moves his face to mine, " Nothing's wrong, I just, always hate saying bye or watching you leave."
I don't know what made me do it, and I feel bad for my mother, but I lunged myself towards Marshal as my sides ached with pain.
His hands held my sides carefully as I pressed my lips to his. A low moan comes from his throat as we continued this long and passionate kiss.
" Hey! I know I said I wanted grandkids, but not now."
I groan at my mother feeling Marshal laugh against my lips as he gently pushes me back in my seat. He shuts the door smiling at me sticking his left hand in his pocket.
" Buckle up, Elle."
I read his lips smiling adjusting in my seat, my mom laughs patting my leg before sticking the key in the ignition. I lay my head on the widow pressing my hand against the window with a small smile.
" I love you, " he mouths putting his much larger hand over mine over the glass.
" I love you too."
My hand leaves the glass as the car jerks beginning to move. With his free hand Marshal waves until I couldn't see him in the side mirror anymore, sighing I rest my head on the back of the seat shaking my head.
" You two are the cutest."
I close my eyes smiling, " I hope so," I say softly begging it was true.
* * * *
I yawn taking a right around the large tree in front of Danielle's house. I wasn't so sure of she was asleep or not, but either way it's a win. If she's awake I can talk to her and if she isn't I could watch her sleep.
I carefully sneak around the house, my shoes sinking in the soft soil. Taking a deep breath I stand in front the tree by her window, my hands pressed hard against the tree bark as I start lifting up my right up to the nearest branch.
" I can't tell if she is here."
I say to myself as my bottom lightly sits on a sturdy branch, my feet dangling as I knock gently on the window. I wait for a few looking around as the sound of wind rustling leaves filled my ears.
YOU ARE READING
He's A Monster
Mistero / ThrillerI was more than the injections, the past, and a "normal boy" I was a monster and there was nothing more I wanted than to show her that I didn't have to be one. * WARNING WRITTEN IN 2014, BEWARE OF POOR GRAMMAR, CLICHE PLOT LINE, AND STORY STRUCTURE...