I woke up from my beautiful dream and looked around the cottage; it was still dark outside. I realized I was on top of naked Daniel, glancing up I was him still sleeping. I sat up half, balancing my head on my palm, and stared at him.
It wasn’t my first time, but with him; it was more special than that. I’ve always dreamed of us together, and now that I’m this close to him, it felt surreal.
Smiling, I trace his firm jaw with my finger. I thought it was just an obsession or a silly crush. But now I know, I’m in deep love with him.
“I love you, Daniel,” I whispered. It was on the tip of my tongue last night, but I controlled myself.
I was busy ogling him when his phone pinged, showing someone sent him a message. I frowned.
Who in the right mind would text him at this hour?
Out of curiosity, I crawled out of his arm, not waking him up, and went to pick his phone.
Sam: I am still waiting for you. When will you come? A text from Samantha. I frowned, glancing at Daniel.
Why in the world is she waiting for him, I got my answer right away in the other text.
Last night was amazing. I want a redo of it fast ;)
Motherfu**!
I heard my heart shuttering in my ears. I looked at Daniel still sleeping peacefully, which made my blood boiled.
Was he just playing around with me?!
I wanted to wake him up and demand answers, but I was too broken and tired to do that, so I quietly grabbed my clothes from the floor and left the cottage.
I was easy. Too f**king easy.
I wandered in freezing weather, my arms wrapped around me, rubbing to keep me warm.
It took only a few compliments from him for me to give in. My stomach clenched, making me feel sick.
I feel like a slut.
It was too good to be true. I should have thought about this before. The chilly wind blaze making me shiver. I couldn’t go home like this, looking miserable, and I didn’t know anyone else in this town except Alice.
Suddenly, a person came to my mind. I didn’t know if he still lived there, but it was worth a try. I took a deep breath and walked towards my destination.
*~*~*~*~*
I stood outside the house furiously ringing the bell.
Please open the door!
The door opened with an angry voice. “What the fu-“ He paused when he recognized me. “What are you doing here?!” He screamed.
“Can-can I co-come in?” I stuttered, my teeth chattering.
He stepped away from the door; I rushed inside towards the fire and warmed myself.
“What the hell are you doing at this hour here, freezing like hell, Tori?” Tom questioned, frowning.
“I needed shelter,” I said, warming myself.
“And you thought my house would be the best idea.” He tilted his head.
“For now. Yes.” I whispered.
“I’m calling Alice.” He moved, but I stopped him.
“No!” He glanced curiously at me. “Please don’t tell anyone that I’m here.”
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Mrs. Grinch In Love
Short StoryVictoria Jones aka Mrs. Grinch hates Winter and the holiday season. Her brother asked her to come to their hometown to meet his fiancée, the same town which she never visited after graduating. On her way, an unexpected series of events happen to her...
