Broken

Chapter 15

Girls have the soccer games on Tuesday and Thursday, while the boys have their Monday and Wednesday. Then every other Friday we switch or don't have games at all.

Today is my first game day.

The whole day my mind was on Ryder. At least I don't have to focus on the game or freak out about it.

During lunch, Khalil was the one who reminded me that there even was a game today. Ryder sat down next to me and handed me a tray of food. I felt the cafeterias gaze on us. Khalil was the last one to come to the lunch table with a large smile on her face. 

"Rumors has it that you two were practically having sex out in the parking lot after we left." Khalil said with a smirk and took the book Anri was reading out of his hand. "Pride and Prejudice, interesting."

"Both are neither confirming or denying." Roslyn teased. I looked over at Ryder and he didn't say anything except smile as he ate his burger. "And that seems to be a good burger."

"It is." Ryder said and finished eating the burger in two bites causing the table to laugh. He drank some water to help it go down, but the way his jawline looked so sharp and the slight amount of water that came out from the corner of his mouth.

I'm ready to lose it all right now. It's also as if my body was leaning closer on purpose. But Ryder just pretended I wasn't here and laughed with the rest of the table. Why isn't he paying attention to me? Didn't he miss me too?

The tears were so close to falling down my face. He didn't miss me?

And not again! Why is it that since I met him I'm more emotional over the dumbest reasons? It's like my hormones are constantly twisting around my body and I don't know how to control it. The birth control isn't helping either.

And I want his attention on me! This morning wasn't enough, why can't he see that?

I put my hands on his thigh from under the table and began to caress his thigh, just wanting to feel some bit of him. But he moved his thigh away from me.

He doesn't want me? He didn't like me anymore? Is it because I'm too weak? Did his dad say something about me?

The tears were already falling, I instantly stood up and walked out of the cafeteria and walked through the empty hallways. The glass walls caused the lighting of the walkway to look almost magically. Too bad I don't feel magical.

He doesn't like me. He just stopped. I didn't think it was possible. Why do I feel this way and he doesn't?

A hand turned me around but I just pushed it away. "Athena-"

"What Ryder?" I asked, stopped walking and turned around. "I don't get you. Like did you not miss me? Did your dad say something? What? What's so wrong with me that you don't want to touch me or look at me? The last two times we kissed, it felt like you didn't want me to do anything to you or in return, is there a reason for that? You can tell me, I won't judge. But-"

His lips met mine to shut me up and I closed my eyes, kissing back. He brought me body to the nearest wall in inhuman speed and brought my legs to wrap around his waist.

There was a slight insecurity that I'm too heavy, but he didn't seem to have any troubles.

"Do you know how much I want to fuck you and put a baby in you and make you mine?" Ryder growled and he passionately kissed me, grinding against my body like the clothes weren't there. I cried when I couldn't breathe anymore, he put me down, but put his hands under the skirt, lining the outline of my underwear with his thumb.

He could probably feel how wet my underwear was causing a blush to come to my cheeks.

"Ryder," I whispered, but his hand came to the side of my neck pulling my lips to his. His other hand went under my shirt and played with my hard nipples. It was so hard not to collapse from how much he's stimulating me, if it wasn't for the leg between my legs, I'd be in the ground.