Perfectly Imperfect

Chapter 12

*Major*

I watched Maria sit up with blood dripping from her mouth. She is tough I must say, more than I even thought.
"I'll surely keep that in mind," she smiled helping herself up.

"Another round?" She wiped the blood away with the back of her hand.
"No, you're hurt. I can't do it," I said walking away.
"Are you scared?" Her voice was challenging and when I turned back, her face was too.
Something in her has changed now, I could feel it.

"That's a no," she threw me a stick and I caught it mid air.
Carefully, she positioned herself. Her eyes gleamed in an emotion that stayed long, longer than I expected but I didn't know what it was until she attacked.

"Ya!" Maria raised her stick to hit me but I blocked right away and moved away.
"Ya!" She attacked again aiming for my legs but as soon as I jumped, she hit my stomach causing me to land on my back on top of a stone.

Groaning, she twirled her stick around expertly waiting for me to get up with no worry in her eyes.
I bit back the pain and got on my feet struggling to stand straight.

For the third time, she attacked but somersaulted around me as if wanting to confuse me. She was too fast, faster than a moving car. It sounds insane but seems like wind twirling around me until I felt a heavy push on my chest, landing on my back again in severe pain.

My stick fell out of my hand before I heard diggings a few feet away.
She wasn't looking at me instead concentrating on what she was doing.
Is she going to kill me or what?

"Are you going to accept defeat that easily?" Her eyes dared me and again I was up on my feet inspite of the pain.
"Now that's like you," she smirked before approching me once more.

I blocked her hits but the last, I struggled to stop her. She was pushing so hard but I stopped her, gritting my teeth and a roar escaping mouth before I did a somersault backwards pulled her arm and pushed her flat on her back but the interesting thing was, she pulled me ontop of her.

Her eyes were now tender as they roamed in mine. Her lips slightly moved revealing her extra white teeth. The blood on her mouth made her look dangerous and screamed for attention.

I was lost.

I leaned closer and closer to her, inhaling her unfamiliar scent. It drove my senses wild and places they've never been before. Her eyes gleamed and her lips twitched.

Before I could register anything, she flipped us over and now she was on top of me with a knife on my throat.
"You play dirty," I laughed.
"Fight is not all about power but strategy...... After all, it's part of it," she smirked leaning closer to me and now I smelled blood.

Maria stood and extended her hand for me.
We were both sweating, so more than ever, we needed a shower.
"There's a lake over there, follow me," the two of us walked in silence until she decided to break it.

"I'm sorry I hurt you. I got carried away," she apologized, washing her arms before her face.
"Take a proper bath, I won't look," with that, I walked away ignoring what she said. There was no need for apologies besides, I'm glad she was being herself with me.

"Don't look ok?" She yelled behind me.
"Unless you want me to!" I yelled back and if I'm not mistaking, I heard her scoff.
Going back to the tree house, I got a towel for her and made my way back to the lake.

"Maria?" There was no sight of her around.
Could she have drowned?
"Ma....," she appeared on the surface of the water revealing her shoulders and long black hair fall behind her as she wiped the water off her face.

"Moron! I told you not to look," she scolded pointing a finger at me but I walked towards her instead.
"I just came to give you this," after a moment, she swam nearer and took the towel from me.

"Turn around!" She almost screamed.
"Okay, fine. I heard you," surrendering I did as she said but from the corner of my eyes, I saw her wrap the towel around her.
My eyes scanned her body while she shifted uncomfortably.

She looked even prettier with her hair down and water dripping off her.
I walked around and wrapped my arms around her from the back.
"You're so beautiful," inhaling her scent, I was forced to trail kisses on her shoulders right when she wanted to say something.

A gasp escaped her lips while I swept her hair to the side and kissed her neck.
She's turning me into a pervert but I love the way she makes me feel. So out of control.

Her head fell back, leaning towards me when my grip on her tightened and her hand reach up my neck.
Another on my arm.
"Carlos," she moaned and I continued the kisses. I couldn't stop.

Her body was giving in to me but I could feel she wanted to stop so I did.
She panted at my release.
"This is just the quarter of how you make me feel Maria," I whispered into her ear, running my hands down her arms, slowly that she shivered.

Her name sounds so foreign coming out from my mouth but I'm surprised she called me by my name for the first time.
A smile played on my lips upon seeing the effect I have on her.
"I'll just wash up and come."

*Maria Camilla*

My heart was beating like hell as I sat waiting for him to come back. I didn't know he had such effect on me.
Did I really throw myslef at him like that?

"Aish!" I faced palmed myself and right there, he came in without warning.
"O..... Oho," he exclaimed.
How great, he landed ontop of me with a teasing smile.

Till today, I've never seen a sleek person like him. His appearance was so flawless and I could say, his character too.
Getting off, he sat beside me meanwhile, I pulled myself up.

I tried to pack my hair back but I failed numerous times.
Carlos.........
Since when did I start calling him Carlos?

Since you intense moment earlier

Carlos watched me attempt over and over again, his head leaning back in amusement.
"Could you help me out here?" I finally asked.
"Thought you'll never ask," scooting closer, he grabbed the band from me and sat behind, me sitting between his legs.

His fingers brushed my hair and my eyes went shut because of the effect of them.
He packed it once twice before putting the band on and pushing down the short bangs.
I felt his hands move to the ponytail.

"What are you doing?"
He was quiet as his fingers went in and out of my hair.
"Carlos?" I said again but I heard him chuckle.
"Look, all done," he laughed hanging the very horrible braid on my chest.

"Did you just tangle my hair?" My voice sounded mad and surprised but he just laughed away.
"What the......," placing it on my palm, I nearly cried.
"Chill. I'll just remove it," he took it from my hand and started doing whatever with my hair again.

"I swear if you add up to this mess you already made, I'll make sure to give you a punch in the face!"
"Oh ooo."
"What?" Don't tell me you did something wrong please..... My poor hair.

"I think, it needs a.... little......scissors," if I didn't know better, I would have thought it was a girl speaking but what he just said just snapped me over.
"Cut what?.... My hair?" Carlos stood up looking for something.

"It must be here somewhere...... Aha," he brought the scissors to my face.
"No, no, there's no way I'm allowing you to cut my hair," moving backwards and away from him as if he was coming to take my life.

"Just trust me on this," that's how we spent the next couple of minutes trying to untangle my hair.
Finally, my poor hair.
We sat opposite each other staring in silence.

"No matter what happens don't you dare touch my hair again, did I make myself clear?" I warned.
"Yes mam," he saluted with a nod and I couldn't help but smile.

Tick tock, tick tock, time went on while we both stopped.
I grabbed a water bottle, drank and passed it to him.
"Water doesn't have a taste," he said and an emotion flashed in his eyes. They became dark.

"I know of something that tastes better," his lips pressed against mine while I was thrown offguard.

That was my first kiss and it was stolen.