Callie Rose

Chapter 8

Callie Rose.

~

I would say the events I had experienced this week were completely absurd, and they were but Evan asking me out topped them all.

There were a lot of things I didn't expect from this dinner, first Mrs. Parker actually liked me, and now Evan was asking me on a date.

I decided not to overthink it too much considering Evan was recently trying to coax me out of the arrangement by trying to make myself believe I didn't want it, but I did want it.
Maybe not directly but I loved my parents and would do anything for them so this was something I wanted to do.

I stare at Evan with a look of disbelief and tried to read his body language hoping maybe it would give something away, anything that could maybe show me what his true intentions were but I was left stuck.

It genuinely looked like he was up to something, I weighed the reasons why he may have bothered to ask me out in the first place and find none.

I was plain and not too interesting someone like him didn't look like a person who would go for someone like me, then again I had no idea the type of people that would go for someone like me. Or maybe he was trying to form a bond with me and actually make this relationship work? could that be it?

I brush that thought away subtly, it was hard to believe Evan wanted to make this relationship work; if he truly did his words from earlier wouldn't have been said.

I straighten my dress down and look Evan in the eye to let him know how serious I was being before replying to his past question.

"I-I'm sorry Evan but I don't think that's a good idea." I don't elaborate on what I say and keep quiet lowering my head to the floor.

It's quiet for a few seconds and I look back up to see his reaction but my eyes are met with cold ones, Evans burning gaze was breaking my demeanour and I struggled, but stood my ground nonetheless.

"What the fuck do you mean you don't think it's a good idea?" His tone is vicious and I flinch at his choice of words I swallow a bit and try to gain some confidence to answer.

"I don't entirely trust you, you just recently suggested that I tell my parents I wanted out of this so why would you just ask me out all of a sudden. It doesn't make sense to me and I don't think it's a good Idea" by the time I'm done rambling I inhale air trying to catch my breath, I wasn't used to speaking a lot all at once, it was draining but if I was being honest but I liked it a little it gave me a sense of power.

Evan steps dangerously closer to me and grabs my chin forcing me to look up at him and when I do, his eyes dart between my own.

"Wrong answer" he spits out, before slamming his lips down on mine.

He was kissing me.

His dominant mouth battled my own as I struggled to pull away from him. I didn't want my first kiss to be like this, I already had a near experience to a rough first kiss which was very much similar to this one.

During the short time he and I spent together he wasn't rough with me, instead he was gentle and nice, his behaviour right now contrasted all that.

I hated the feeling his forced kiss gave me, it triggered the fear I had from when I was almost sexually harassed from those random boys at school.

I whimpered and tried to use my small arms to push his away but my small stature was no match for his big and intimidating one, all he did was wrap his arms tighter around me trapping me at a spot and forcing me to kiss him back, I still protested but he bit my lip hard which made me let out a small cry allowing his intruding tongue to ambush mine.