I breathed deeply as I recollected my senses after I hang up my short conversation with Anna but mostly needed some air from the free falling into Cole's arms. Hell that was embarrassing and intimately disturbing. I let out a handful of air, turned around my feet, and walked through the path that leads to my foster house.
I usually stayed at my dorm room but I was spending the night at the house today like every Monday of every week. About five minutes of walking, I arrived in front of the big brown wooden door of my foster house.
The Pittersons
The golden letters ornate the door, above the number one-hundred-seventy-eight 178. The matching golden hand doorbell stood right on the center of the wooden door under the name; and the bell was to the right of the entrance. Not the fancy house though ;It has only three bedrooms, one bathroom, a living room and a dining room opened to a small kitchen and a tiny entrance hall.Since I was orphan, the Pittersons adopted me and gave me my family name. My name however I've been told was embroidered on the baby's bra I was wearing. They told me I was found at the steps of a church and no one had enough information about either my mother or my father. I searched for their whereabouts; for someone that might know them or their name; when I turned eighteen but that led me nowhere. Even my foster parents helped me but they could not find more than that. I was brought to the orphanage without personal documents, and I learned that the priest who found me took me there.
I took the keys in my pocket and unlocked the door, I entered the warm house; crossed the hall greeting my adoptive mother who was in the kitchen and turned left towards the room I shared with Audrey and Cassie. They were in high school at such hour; while Jake and Andrew were probably playing football out with their friends. This meant that I had some quiet time for myself.
I put my bag and phone on the bed then went straight to the bathroom. Soon I stripped from my clothes and stepped under the warm water. Although I wished, it was cold to cool off a little, the hot mess I was after Cole's hands touched me. I closed my eyes at the feeling again stirring strange emotions inside of me. I spent about half an hour under the calming jet of water before wrapping a clean towel around me and falling on the bed. Feeling all relaxed after my bath.
My phone buzzed, I grabbed the device to find it was a text message
From: Anna
MON 03:45 pm
Did you get home yet? Call me then
Xo
A
I called her right away.
"Hi there "
"Finally! You got me worried here Ivy, how are you? You seemed off earlier" she said as soon as she picked up, I bet she didn’t even hear me say hi
"Hi Ann, I'm fine don’t worry okay, I was just...distracted" I said
“Distracted? Distracted by what or should I say by who?"
“It's a who" I chuckled
"Hum, do tell!"
“It's nothing important anyway, tell me how about you?"
"Oh okay, well I'm doing my best to avoid getting into a fight with my little brother; the usual; anyway Brad asked me out so we could meet up for ice cream"
"Did he really ask you out?"
"No. Hell no! He said we could go as a group. He seemed off though"
"Yeah I know, he just broke up with his girlfriend"
"Again? Seriously?"
“Yeah again; seriously; I know!"
"Well I guess she wasn't his type as you said"
"Yeah definitely not"
"So, meet us up around half past four at Jackson's okay? I'll call Emily"
"Okay, that would be great I'll be there in time"
"Okay, see you then, bye!"
"See you, bye!" I said before I hung up.
I looked up the clock hanged on the wall, it was ten minutes left to four already, that only gave me enough time to change my clothes, dry my hair and go out again. I put on a pair of blue denim and a loose white Tee Shirt and matching white sneakers as I had a couple of outfits here too; I blow dried my hair and held it in a high ponytail. And put on some mascara and a nude lipstick then grabbed a little bag and went out.
Kissing mom goodbye I hurried to Jackson's coffee shop. I had to turn around the block in order to take a shortcut to arrive on time. Alas, that meant stairs; A lot of them.
It was fine by the way
I climbed the long trail of stairs two at the time, which was not hard considering I was lightweight and I wore snickers, but again I did not want to be late either.
Few more steps and I would arrive at the top. Almost out of breath my phone rang, I lowered my head fetching the device inside my purse when I recognized the ringtone. After I grabbed it and reached, the last step but I stumbled against someone. I cringed as I hit my nose and forehead and lost my balance
Uh oh
My weight swayed backwards and I almost fell off the stairs when I felt two powerful hands gripping me from my middle. I cursed under my breath, my heart jumped up towards the sun and back
My eyes widened when I saw who it was, before me, Cole.
Again? Is it becoming a trend or something? What is happening to me today? Why am I being clumsy as fuck? I whined mentally
I closed my eyes; wanting it so badly to be just my imagination and that it was because I just hit my head
Please be a dream or a hallucination, please! I begged silently.
"Ivy?" His vivid deep voice was proof that I wasn’t dreaming and my hormones were all over the place , the stairs.
"Yep" I said my voice squeaky despite my attempt to get out even, my eyes still closed in embarrassment and I already felt my cheeks burning
"That’s clumsy day for you I guess" Cole chuckled all the more amused
Was this funny to him?
Yeah tell me about it! I replied mentally face slapping myself. Why does he have to be the one holding me for the third time today? First the bus; then on the way home and now?
Out of all the places on earth did he really need to be here right now? I started to wonder if this was the dose for today or if there was another round
"This is so embarrassing" I let out opening my eyes again looking down and I felt so self-conscious all of a sudden
Cole pulled me up against his solid body as in for a hug, his warm hands around my back made me quiver and I nearly whimpered in pleasure. God ! His hands on me were smoldering as he helped me get on my feet.
Hopefully for the last time today!
I had to catch up on my breath trying to calm down after he retrieved his hands; leaving tingles where he touched
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to" He said on a low tone and he run a nervous hand over his dark brown messy hair. He kept staring at me intently, waiting for me to say a word; he seemed tense.
"I'm sorry I wasn't looking ahead" I managed to say. Why the hell do I keep apologizing?
"You should be careful or else you could get hurt" He replied, more concerned than he seemed annoyed.
"I'm sorry again" I whispered absently as I felt him getting uncomfortable or nervous, I wasn’t sure which one it was..
He stepped forward almost closing the space between us, his expression softened and his eyes grew a shade bluer
"Don't be, that was my mistake He said wryly.
My phone rang again, the same familiar ringtone from earlier. Enough for me to snap out of the trance I almost find myself caught up in, staring at his blue eyes
"I should take this" I mentioned hesitantly, still looking at his piercing blue eyes for – God only knows –what reason I did that.
He nodded so I raised the device to my ear weakly trying to detach my gaze from him
"Where are you?" Anna's voice snapped at me she had her furious voice mode on
“I ... I'm around the corner" I stuttered
"Get your ass in here sweetie, we're waiting!" She said before hanging up.
I smiled nervously looking away before I found the courage to look up, and when I finally did and but before I could excuse myself it was turn for his phone to ring this time. I nodded for him to take it.
But I could not be more surprised when he switched it to silent then told me with a small smile
"It's okay, I'll call them back"
Chapter FiveColeFlashback" You both would make the perfect match" Brad tipsily said showing me a picture on his phone , he thought he did, actually he just lit up the screen and showed me his wallpaper , a picture of his beloved Beyonce. "And you're drunk!" "I'm not" He waved me off shaking his head; he stopped doing so when dizziness hit him. It was as clear as water that he was way too drunk" Yes you so are, Brad come on look at yourself man, you won’t be able to walk after this" I pointed to the glass of neat whisky he held in his hand, hoping to talk some reason into him"Okay, I am not... I mean I am!" He said in between hiccups, I chuckle; he was unbelievable at times."I'm serious though,” He added on my amusement "You were suppose
Chapter SixIvy Friday came and we were all up for the upcoming drawing contest.Each year North High Carolina's University organized a painting contest for students who studied fine arts and sculpture. However, everyone with the ability and talent to draw or paint was able to apply.And I did! Thanks to Anna who obliged me, just kidding, Anna encouraged me into doing it. She is very supportive of my drawing skills, she says that I had better chances at winning the contest prize than all the participating student! Yeah well, she was as you might expect, subjective.Not that I thought less of my drawings but winning a competition against students of fine arts was not even possible in my dreams . Needless to say, some of them had their own paintings exhibitions. And where was I compared to that? I had my work hanging on the walls of my room whereas the other were kept safely in a box
Chapter SevenThe day after the one in the library, Cole and I had fixed a time and place in order to accomplish the task I was given. We agreed on meeting at noon in class .I had to bring my painting tools and set everything on the table, hence I arrived a little earlier than he did. I have always favored being early because it gave me time to do things my own pace; I hated to rush the last minute. So I unpacked my paint and tools and by the time Cole pushed the classroom door open, I was already all set and ready to begin"Sorry; I'm late?" He said letting his backpack slide over his shoulder, It seemed to me more of a question than it is of an apology"Sorry; I'm early?" I said bashfully, however I managed to smile to hide how nervous I was seeing him smile"So tell me what should I do?" He inquired with a small smile that made me hold my breath for some reason"Err... you just sit there as naturally as possible
Chapter EightCole Ivy threw her head back; her laugh filling the emptiness of the classroom apparently, at something I unconsciously did while I was sitting for her to draw my portrait.And before you ask, yes Brad had a hand in this. He couldn't resist.Brad was the reason for my participation in the first place, his uncle being a member of the school committee he could get me in easily. Assigning me to be Ivy's model is, by all means a whole different kettle of fish. All I can say is that he went through some trouble just to get me selected for the right one.I learned from him this morning that the contest was important for her and I am glad I agreed to participate because as much as I would like to hide it or avoid it, I desperately wanted to see her again.Her laugh echoed i
Chapter NineIvyI tossed and turned in my comfortable bed yet unable to close my eyes, looking at the hanging lamp in the ceiling. I couldn't bring myself to sleep for two interminable nights. While I helplessly tried a hundred times to shut my brain off but it was of no use. I tried everything but my mind was repeatedly evoking Cole, his blue irises, his touch , everything about him and the way he made me feel.The way our lips tasted one another, the shivers and the Goosebumps I sensed all over my skin. I still feel the heat of his touch involuntarily, I feel feverish and I guess it’s not cold related.I couldn't believe what we did and the way I was drawn to him like a bee blindly transported by the scent of an unfolded red rose. How my body responded to him how I craved him.I closed my eyes, shook my hea
Chapter TenColeTwo long days have passed by, and I haven't been able to sleep, I couldn't stop thinking about what happened with Ivy, I couldn't do a thing. I just kept thinking and thinking and I didn't know what to do.Maybe I shouldn't have kissed her. Maybe she didn't like it, or maybe she was angry with me right now. Maybe kissing her was a mistake from the beginning, or I could have lost any chance I ever had at being with her?All sorts of tormenting questions haunted me and I kept over thinking to say the least. Being with her was all I wanted since the day I laid my eyes on her. My mind was a complete wreck until the moment I saw her that day, two years ago when we crossed paths for the first time at Brad's birthday. I remember quite well thatIt was supposed to be a small party but it turned out into a huge one. I didn't know she was brad's cousin at the ti
Chapter ElevenIvyIt's been a couple of hours since I opened up my eyes. My room was dark, probably the middle of the night I thought. But I did not bother checking the time. I recall that when I went back to my dorm room yesterday, I took a sleeping pill hoping it would help me get through the night.With a very light sleeping pattern, I had trouble sleeping whenever I was stressed or worried. It would go up for days and the more I got tired the more I could not sleep so I had sleeping pills for extreme cases to help me some rest when I desperately need it. Last night, I took a pill and apparently, it did not work its magic very well. I must have fallen asleep only for few hours and then my eyes widely opened in the middle of the nightToday was the day, well as soon as the sun rises. I was trying to focus my thoughts on the contest in order to forget about what Brad told &nb
Chapter TwelveColeI woke up earlier than usual. Okay let's just say that instead of saying how pathetic my night went because of my continuous obsession over Ivy's lips. And as I spent most of the night figuring out how to be at two places at once, I had had a little sleep nevertheless.There was a football game and I was supposed to meet Brad, John and Chris and watch it together; we planned this get-together-game way before time for me to cancel at the last minute. Brad dragged me yesterday into buying the tickets and he was probably going to drag me there as well, if I came to think about cancelling.What bothered me even more was that the painting contest in which Ivy was participating was also taking place today .And there was no way I could be at two different places at the same time. Unless I had, something figured outSo I got up, took a quick shower, put on some clean cloth