Silent Art

Chapter 13 - Silent Communication

Okay, so I'm doing as I said, and updating twice in week!

Go me!

But, I'll have to say, its really difficult because I'm taking on a lot of projects this week.

What can I say? I'm really ambitious lol !

But, off to the story!

Although, with 2k reads, you'd think that you'd get some comments and votes like sheesh.

Chapter 13 - Silent Communication

Damien

        Okay, so I think I might be an idiot.

        Okay, so I know I'm an idiot.

        Sue me.

        It's like the second I kissed her, I realized I was falling in love with her. Crazy right? It just didn't make sense to me. I've only known Bee for a month. A freaking month. This isn't some poorly written story where the plot line is so screwed up that two characters fall in love with each other in like two days! This worst part of all of this is that, Bee doesn't even like me. At least I don't think she does. How could she? After I ran away like a girl after kissing her.

        But God did I love kissing her! Her smell was so intoxicating, it was like a combination of vanilla and roses; I could smell it all day. Then her lips were so soft and perfect under my slightly rough ones. The way she kissed me back was so passionate so- Wait, a second. Bee kissed me back.

        Bee kissed me back.

        Baila Fuentes kissed me back.

        I kissed Bee, and she kissed me back.

        Does that mean she likes me? The second the idea hatched in my mind it was as if a permanent smile etched onto my face.

        That had to be it! Not only did she kiss me back, she kissed me twice! The second time, she kissed me first! Damn, I'm an idiot. Why hadn't I realized that she probably liked me? If she did, we could be together right now!

        A new found sense of determination brewed inside of me. I sprung off the couch of Sam and I's apartment and dashed into my room. Quickly, I shrugged on a pair of black jeans with rips on the knees and a plain fitted white v-neck that I rolled the sleeves up of. Shoving a pair of red Vans onto my feet, I quickly ran out the apartment, not even bothering to tell Sam where I was heading.

        I was going to get my girl.

        Running up to her door, I took a huge breath before checking the time. 'Ten Forty-Five AM' my watch read. Breathing in once more, knocked on the door hesitantly, anxiety brewing in the pits of my stomach. The second the door opened, my heart dropped to my balls, as the sight before me shocked me into a a frozen statue.

        Before me, Bee stood there in a white lingerie. The front of it was slightly stained with what looked to be caramel sauce, but nonetheless she looked sexy as all hell. Her tanned legs seemed to grow longer in the skimpy outfit, and her boobs became larger under the bust of the gown. On top of her head, she placed a messy bun, but it seemed to make her just looked better. My entire train of thought was ruined by Bee jumping onto me, hugging me, her legs wrapped around my waist. Not exactly good for the downstairs area.

        "I thought you hated me! Oh my gosh, I missed you so much! Don't do that to me." She whispered the last part in my ear. I nearly choked at her voice. I stood still, too shocked to even say anything. Bee continued to hug me for a few more moments before she released me, a huge smile etched onto her face.