Chapter 29

158 23 86
                                    

(Author's note: Hello everyone, I really hope you're enjoying it so far; if you wish to listen to Chapter 29, then please click the video and enjoy.)


 By the time I race to the courtyard, I'm freezing, and right now I'm wishing I had brought my jacket. I have no idea where the hell I'm going. I stop by the water fountain and sit down on the edge. I watch as the water flows down and then it splashes at me. The water feels good, like calming me down for some reason.  

 Why in the hell did I just run out of his house? This is ridiculous. I'm stupid and acting foolish over nothing. 

  I have to admit I was overthinking and overreacting. I do love his dirty mouth, it's somewhat of a turn-on for me, but I just hate he teases and tortures me. He's giving me off signals and I'm so confused- does he want me or not? That's what's frustrating and pissing me off. Usually, someone won't tease someone else unless they want you. Right?

   I began to weep and I'm crying again, like an idiot.

  "Sussianna?" I look up from the fountain to the man drawing close toward me, and I start to wipe away my tears with my fingers, so hopefully, he won't see me whimpering.

  "Sussianna, I didn't mean to offend you with my words, I was only teasing you. I didn't think anything of it when I said-"

  I cut him off and shake my head. "No, it's not that, Chris."

 "Then what is it?" He asks as he cautiously sits beside me, but still tries to keep his distance.

  Should I tell him the truth or lie? 

  I sigh. "Chris... It's just you have been confusing since the day we met. You're very unreadable, and I don't have a clue if you want us to be just friends."

  "Look Sussianna, I want to be more than just friends, but at the risk of hurting you, I don't know if I can do this."

  Why does he keep saying he will hurt me? What are you hiding from me, Chris?

  "Did you know that you have beautiful eyes," he says, changing the subject once again. I could say the same about him, his eyes are mesmerizing and most of the time very intense. "Do your eyes change color with how you feel, like your emotions? Because I've been noticing your eyes become green, to a blueish-green, to blue, and just like now, they're blue because you were crying. Am I right?" He says with confidence.

  Fuck! Does this man know everything about me?

  "I said stop rolling your eyes at me," he says low but still demanding.

  I look up from staring at the fountain to his eyes, with anger and a mix of despair, then slightly soften when our eyes meet. His eyes are intense like they always are, hiding hidden secrets, and then they have become a deep shade of dark blue, I assume it must be desire.

  Chris slides closer by my side, bringing his hand to my cheek, and starts to wipe away my tear with his thumb. He gently caresses my cheek and I gasp from his touch. 

  My hormones take over inside me and I can't resist him any longer. Instantly, I wrap my fist around Chris's shirt -technically, it's my dad's shirt, but he's the one who is wearing it now- and slam his lips into mine. When my lips are molded to his, I feel him catch his breath, and I know I took him by surprise and completely off guard, but I can't help it. I don't know what I'm doing and what I'm supposed to do next. All I want right now is for Chris to just kiss me, just one amazing kiss, that's all I want.

  Even though for my unforeseen actions, he doesn't put an end to kissing me. He really starts brushing his lips against mine. As his tongue slides into my mouth, I taste steak with a hint of peppermint again... Hmm, I love his peppermint scent and I've become so devoted to it.

In the ShadowsWhere stories live. Discover now