A little while after, we were both seated back at the kitchen island, each of us silently thinking. Derris' hug surprised me but then again, it wasn't the only surprising thing that had happened today.
"So do you want to tell me what you meant by what you said?"
I looked up from my clasped hands and locked eyes with him. "I don't know. Should I?"
"You don't have to if you don't want to. No pressure. I haven't exactly given you any reason to trust me but after what you said, I just realized that I don't know you all too well and I do want that very much," he confessed, placing his hand on mine.
"I want to know you too but it doesn't seem like that's what you want. It's like you don't trust me," I mumbled with my head bowed.
"I do. At least I want to. It's just not that easy for me," he exhaled, letting his head fall back.
"Do you trust me? I want a sincere, direct answer from you. Do you trust me?"
A brief silence fo
Would you forgive your parents if you you were in Derris' shoes?
"What about you?" Derris piped up out of the blue."What about me?" I asked back."Well what happened to you? What's your story?""Well it's not all that complicated. My family was perfect. Then my siblings died in a car crash, my mom ran away afterwards and my dad took to the bottle. We used to be close but not anymore. There, you have it," I concluded, sounding a lot more chirpy about it than I actually was. Derris saw through it though. "You don't have to fake being okay around me, you know? I actually showed you my vulnerable side. You don't have to be afraid to do the same.""You're probably right but compared to you, what I went through seems a lot more trivial," I confessed what I was feeling."But it's not, is it? It's not you had it easy though. You mentioned you lost your siblings. That must not have been easy for you.""It wasn't." I shook my head."Tell me about them," he asked. I looked up at him since I wasn't expecting
"Nellie, is a party seriously the best idea? You just got better!" I pointed out to Nellie who was excitedly going through her closet."Um, excuse you. This is the biggest party of the year. There's no way I'm missing it!" she yelled, pausing to stare at me like I was speaking garbage."Is that really the reason you want to go or is because Caleb is organizing it? Don't think I don't see through your excuses." I gave her an all knowing smile which she rolled her eyes at."Why are you so insistent on forcing something between Caleb and I? I told you that I don't see him like that. Plus he's a playboy. Totally not my type," she argued."Sounds to me like you're in denial," I sang to her cheerily. "Besides isn't that a trope from those YA books you always tell me to read? You're basically meant for each other.""You're delusional," Nellie sighed."And you're in...denial!" I sang again."Whatever. Now which do you think goes better with t
The silence that proceeded Max's question was deafening. I couldn't bring myself to meet his eyes so he wouldn't see the guilt I knew was visible on my face.My silence had pretty much answered the question already but I couldn't bring myself to tell him the actual truth. I already felt bad enough about what I'd done and confessing would only seal the end of I and Max's relationship.Still silent, I slowly slid down until I was seated on the floor. I didn't expect Max to sit beside me but eventually found him doing just that.My eyes were filled with unshed tears as I glanced at Max who had his brown eyes fixed on me."I'm sorry, Max. You have to believe that I never really meant to hurt you," I explained. "I don't expect your forgiveness but I truly am sorry.""It's okay," Max remarked."Really? But what I did to you —""Is a thing of the past," he cut in."But why? You deserved better after everything you've done for me
One moment I was standing by the door, the next I was pinned to the wall and being kissed by Derris. A very very smoldering kiss that lit a fire in my belly.This wasn't right though. I knew it wasn't. I might not be with Max but Derris had literally made out or probably even had sex with someone in this same closet. Thinking that he'd just been kissing someone made it hard for me to fully get into the kiss.I struggled against Derris and tried to push him off me but he wasn't having any of it. The more I resisted, the harder he kissed me until I eventually gave up resisting.As he sucked on my bottom lip, his hand went round my waist and lifted me up so that my legs wrapped around his waist. His hands moved down to my butt which he felt and squeezed, groaning as he did.This action though painful brought with it, pleasure and in my ecstasy, I slowly began grinding my core against his pelvis. He moaned while deepening the kiss and pulling me even closer t
Nellie and I ended up spending the night at Caleb's place and rushing back to Nellie's home immediately she woke up so we could get changed into our school uniform before heading to school.At school, finals were steadily approaching and you could see it in the air. Classes were more of revisions and the libraries became fuller.Of course not everyone was preparing ahead for the exams. They were those who were guaranteed not to fail and others who didn't care because their final score didn't really affect but I wasn't one of them.This was after all the final exams which marked the end of my high school years so I couldn't exactly fail. I still had no idea what was to come after high school.I still hadn't picked a colour neither was I even sure if I wanted to go to college. For the most part, I had no idea what I wanted to do exactly, in terms of a profession. This was the reason why I hadn't applied to any colleges yet. There was also the issue of the f
"Welcome back, Master Derris. I trust school went well?" Roger inquired as he took my bag from me after I stepped into the house."I guess, " I muttered a response as I began trudging up the stairs to my room."You have a visitor," Roger informed me, causing me to pause and glance back at him."Who is it?" I asked, trying to think of who Roger would allow into the house without checking in with me first."Perhaps you'd like to see for yourself. She's waiting for you in the living room."I walked down the stairs and into the living room expecting to see Allison only to find Aria comfortably seated on a couch.Almost immediately, my eyes narrowed and I stomped over to her, grabbing her wrists and angrily demanding, "What the fuck are you doing here?""I came to see you!" she answered, trembling with her eyes widened."Well, I am not interested in seeing you. So get the fuck out!" I roared before letting go of he
[Aria's POV] I was mad. Like vividly furious, so much so that it was a struggle to keep my attention on the road. My anger stemmed from frustration, embarrassment, and pure hatred for Allison. Even now, I still couldn't see what exactly Derris saw in her. She wasn't even half as pretty as me neither was she as endowed as I was with physical features. They probably hadn't even slept together yet so it couldn't be sex. What then? What exactly attracted him to her? Why hadn't he dumped her yet? Could it be that he was in love with her? The mere thought of Derris together with the ugly bitch sent shivers down my spine and made my blood boil. This would not stand. Not at all. I wasn't about to lose Derris to some naïve little bitch. Something had to be done. Thankfully, I had a backup plan: Max. I'd helped him enough with Allison and it was time he returned the favor. On pulling up outside the gate to Max's family home,
[Allison's POV] "Five, six, seven, eight!" Miss Audrey called as the music started and I began the routine again. We'd been practicing the routine for a while and I was quite tired already but I wasn't going to say that. The competition was now about a week away so I couldn't afford to be lazy. However, when I reached a particular move in the routine, one that I'd been finding hard, I slipped up again and tripped. "Allison, are you okay?" Miss Audrey asked, running to my side. "Yeah, I'm okay," I grumbled as I sat up. "Why can't I get this move though? I keep tripping and tripping and — I don't know if I can do this. What if I trip in front of the judges?" "You won't," she responded. "But what if I do?" I reiterated. "Allison, you won't. Okay, how about this? Let's call it a wrap today and pick things up tomorrow. But before you go, I'll offer you a tip. When you're dancing, try not to think about the compet