Scattered Souls

Chapter 17 - Horrible Kisser

My head was pounding. I was trying to open my eyes, however, I felt too drained out. Thoughts of kissing Xypher, and the feeling of his lips against mine, immediately flooded my mind. That couldn't have been real, could it? I mean he was a hologram. We couldn't have possibly been kissing last night. Was it a dream?

"Look who finally decided to grace us with her presence" Xypher interrupted any intentions I had of trying to piece together my thoughts.

I simply groaned in response, far too tired to use any actual words.

"You had fun last night." I could hear the smirk in his voice.

"You're far too chirpy for the morning."

"Morning? Darling, it's noon." he said with a laugh.

I looked at the alarm clock next to my bed, realizing he was right.

"Were you just watching me sleep like a creepy person?" I teased, making the mistake of looking directly at him.

It immediately awoken thoughts of his soft lips on mine again. The fire, the intensity. It's like I could still taste him.

"Like what you see?" he winked.

I blushed in response.

What the hell was wrong with me? Why am I blushing like a thirteen year old all of a sudden?

"It's obvious, especially after you tried to take advantage of me in your drunken state last night." he eyed me suggestively.

"What do you mean?" I asked with a horrified expression on my face.

"Well you kissed me." he said as if it were the normal thing in the world.

"We really kissed? I thought that was a dream." I admitted.

"So you dream of me often then?" he teased.

I rolled my eyes. "But how? You felt so real."

"Well you puckered up your lips and went for it."

"You also wanted to snuggle... With a teapot." he emphasized.

I was mortified. Covering my face with both my hands.

"I must admit you're quite fun when you're drunk." he beamed.

"What I mean was - how is it possible for you to feel so real? You're like a hologram." I pointed out,  knowing he knew exactly what I meant.

"To be honest, I'm not sure.  No one has tried to kiss me while I've been trapped in here." his response was solemn.

"Robyn... Honey, are you awake?" It was mom outside my door, interrupting me before I had the chance to respond. "I saved you some waffles from breakfast."

"Yes mom, I'll be down in a bit." As if on cue, my tummy grumbled.

I was kind of grateful to have some distance from Xypher, especially after the kiss we shared last night. The feeling was so intense, like nothing I've felt before. And I've kissed a fair share of guys. I needed some time to process it all. I brushed my teeth and hurried downstairs to stuff my face with waffles and butterscotch ice cream.

"How was the party?" Mom asked.

"It was nice, fun." my mind kept thinking of Xypher, kissing him trumped the events of the party.

"Any handsome guys?" mom teased.

"Not really." I blushed.

"From that dreamy look on your face,  I'd say there was at least one. "

Mom knew me way too well. 

The doorbell rang, saving me from the already awkward conversation.

"I'll get it." mom said as she headed for the door.

"Hi Mrs Kingston, I'm a friend of Robyn's." it was Jordan.

Why was he showing up at my house all of a sudden? Since when did we become such good buddies that pay each other house visits?

"Robyn, your friend Jordan is here to see you. " mom beamed.

She probably thought he was the reason for the dreamy look on my face.

"Hi...  Robyn... Hi." he called out excitedly, grinning from ear to ear.

Why was he so excited? Was this dude on crack?

"Uhm... Hi Jordan. What brings you here?" I tried to sound as polite as I possibly could.

"There's a festival at the beach today. Would you like to come with me?"

"Oh, Alexa's been planning on going for that for weeks." I said, just remembering. We probably got caught up in the excitement of the party.

"Let me give Alexa a call." I said.

"No need, I already told her I'd bring you."

"Oh." well, that was presumptuous of him.

"I'll need a while to get ready."

"No problem." he said, making himself comfortable next to Chippy on the couch.

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"Another party?" Xypher asked as I stepped out of the shower.

"A beach festival actually. There's one every couple of months." I explained.

"Ah, so you're going with the horrible kisser?"

"How...?" I started questioning, unable to complete my sentence.

"Well you kept going on about how awful it was, how his lips felt like cardboard. I think that's why you kissed me actually." he said, almost as if he were just realizing.

"You described it as the worst kiss of your life." he added.

"It was." I internally cringed at the memory of it, it was really that bad.

"Compared to the sparks that you feel with me?" he winked.

"What? No!" I exclaimed, my flushed cheeks betraying my words.

"You don't have to hide it. I feel it too." he surprised me by saying.

"You do?" I questioned, intrigued by his statement.

"Yes, even when you touch me. The kiss magnified it though."

I wasn't ready for his honesty.

"How is it possible though? How can touching you and kissing you feel so real? " I wondered out loud.

"I've been asking myself the same question, love." the sincerity was evident in his eyes.

"You aren't real." I felt like I was saying that to remind myself more than anything else.

"I was a person once you know, my soul is just trapped in this teapot." his broken tone melted my heart a little.