The Forbidden Fruit Tastes The Sweetest

The Forbidden Fruit Tastes The Sweetest (6)

Forestt helped me out of the car and I pushed my hair back from my wet face. I hated for him to have to see me like this; weak and vulnerable, and blubbering.

My makeup was probably smeared, too. I hobbled into the house, and breathed in the air; it smelled like Forestt. I leaned against the counter, gathering my wits.

Forestt stood across from me. I sighed. "I'm done now.." I said, swallowing and massaging my eyes.

Forestt walked closer to me. "Is there something you want to tell me?" He asked softly. I nodded. "Yeah. There's alot. But can I change first?" He nodded. "You can wear some of my clothes."

He led me upstairs, to his bedroom, and handed me an over sized shirt and basketball shorts.

"Thanks," I said, then stepped into the bathroom and changed. I folded my clothes into a neat pile and lay them by the sink. I would get them tomorrow... or whenever I left. I couldn't go back and face my Mom. I was done with living in fear. I needed to break out.

I brushed through my hair and washed out my makeup, so my face was fresh again.

Then I walked back outside, where Forestt was waiting on his bed, in a shirt and boxers.

I sat next to him, rubbing my arms so they were warm. "I'm still sorry. I know what you're going to say, that it's not my fault, but you shouldn't have seen that. And you have no need to take me in." I said, staring at the floor.

Forestt took my hand in his. "Willow. You can stay as long as you want. As long as you need. I'm not letting you go back there, and maybe I was supposed to see that. Maybe you're supposed to stay with me. There is a reason for everything. And I'm sorry I was an idiot today. I didn't know what you went through everyday."

I sighed. "It's really not a big thing. And it's alright, being an idiot comes naturally to you." He smirked. "Well at least you're back to normal. Anyways, are you going to tell me about this whole situation?"

I bit my lip. "I will... but.... not yet. I'm not really... ready. I don't know."

He smiled softly at me, and this time, I had to look into his eyes. I never knew he could be so deep. All of a sudden, I was tucked underneath the covers and he was beside me. Wow. That was fast.

I looked around, dazed. "Was that just me or did you move at super speed?"

He didn't make eye contact with me. "Just you." I smiled, slightly, and turned over so I was on the opposite side of the bed as him.

"Thank you, so much. I.. can't even express how thankful I am. I know you'd rather be sharing your bed with someone else," I murmured as I slowly drifted to sleep.

If I had stayed awake a moment longer, I might have heard his reply. But I didn't.

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I woke up as early morning pale yellow light filtered in through a large window. Two warm hands were linked around my waist and my legs were intertwined with... Forestt's? I blushed and pulled myself out of his grip, looking at the alarm clock.