Steve: Hey, sweet heart, I arrived home safely, take care I love you, let me know when we can face time.
I smiled slowly before I typed back, " I miss you, I'll call you, stop smirking or I won't," I typed back.
" Elaine," I knocked once before trying to open the door.
" Hello, I'm home," I knocked again and waited for a reply patiently.
I knocked again before I decided to push the door. It was locked from inside and their was no sound coming out.
" Open the door, Elaine," I almost screamed.
I counted one to ten again and began knocking again.
What was happening to her? I began pounding on the door continuously. The noise would obviously disturb whoever was inside until they decided to open the door.
After almost five minutes if banging the door relentlessly, I heard a sound at the key hole and she pulled the door ope
As flowers blossom in spring, happiness blooms in emotional warmth.I gasped as my breath hitched in my mouth."Oh my God," I gasped again.He was wearing the cutest smile in the world as he looked into my eyes and held my gaze their." I know this is a lot to ask but allow me to ask you to be my best friend, my girlfriend, let me be the first person you want to call and see everyday, I want you to let me in, I'm not perfect but i can do my best to make girl happy, Twaine, please be my girlfriend" he finished.He was on one knee and as he spoke i couldn't hide the happiness and smile in my face even if i tried. Everything seemed perfect right now. he was word and emotion perfect. It was true that 9one happy moment could undo all the sad momentsHis blue eyes sparkled with the skin a little wrinkled, round and dark under them, a sign he hadn't been
Everything breaks, hearts break, promises break, biscuits break and so does determination and strong resolve. " Goodnight," My father whispered as he kissed my forehead. " Goodnight papi ," I whispered back as he helped me to tuck myself into bed. As he stood to go I called again. " Papi, I love you," I said. He stopped moving and stood still in his trucks before turning around. " Sweet heart," he began, " Tommorow we are going to appear before a judge, I know this may come as a shock to you, this may not be what you expected, but whatever happens, whatever I say, you just have to know that I love you so much," he breathed. " Okay papa," I whispered back. I wondered when I became such a professional liar and shook my head slowly. Did I deserve all this love? Most of all, wa
Walking into the dimmed lights this night, it would be hard to guess that one loose string, a night out, would have so much power over my life. Alcohol, cigarettes, minty breaths and sweaty body odors filled the air, a promise of pure regrets and I wish I knew hang in the air. I leaned forward and picked my drink. Some alcohol with flavor. Am not going to say strawberry. All girls love that and it's boring. Isn't there any metallic flavour. Getting drunk once in a blue moon isn't bad at all. Not that I usually drink, I never do. Except the one time on a new year party. I glance over at Cindy my roommate, her chocolate hair is tumbling on her shoulders and their are small rivulets of sweat on her forehead. Crap, she was dawning her drink in gulps. I tried to slow her down but she sent a sheepish wicked smile my way with sleepy eyes. The ciggar passed my way, I took a puff giving it to the next person. I watched Cindy take the blunt
We walk into the noisy club and the strong pungent smell of liquor immediately hits my nose. I look up at Steve and can't help but admire him. He was the epitome of teenage cool, something straight out of the movies walking right beside me. As we take each step forwad, I notice heads turn around to stare at his new conquest and murderous looks from girls. I wouldn't blame them for being that way. He leads me to a coach and I look up to find myself in a table full of some famous boys in campus including the president. They are all good looking. But suffer from prince syndrome, this is usually what I call guys who think they are handsome and are so full of themselves. Steve sits beside me , one of the guys tries to talk to me and he puts his arm on my shoulders, as if he's marking his territory. The guys look at each other confused. I look around and find Bella the sassy girl in my class danc
Steve's P.O.V I look at her she's wasted and very drunk, not good for a girl like her. I never expected her to agree to come with me in the first place. I had been trying out my luck because I knew the answer would be a no. But I would still try, better die trying. Pleasing her is very difficult. She is high maintenance, not the one you think. She doesn't need anybody, so it's high maintenance for somebody to figure out what they can do for her. I hail a cab to take her home, and she can't even get up when we arrive, the gate man is asleep and he won't listen to the constant beeps. We can't stay here forever, so the only option is my place. When I say my place, I hope she won't end up like the other girls. The ones who begged me to please them and fell in love alone, I wasn't their to catch them. I open the door and we get inside laying her gently on my bed. She looks peaceful and happy. I take off her
Twain's p.o.v For a moment our gazes linger before I remember the previous night. Was that me. I close my eyes tightly looking away. Am too embarrassed. Whenever am drunk, my stupid inner slut takes over and kisses my crush without thinking. He's still looking at me intently. Should I apologize ? I bite my lower lip getting ready to talk. " Will you stop doing that, it's so distracting," he sighs. I hadn't realized what I was doing. The words in my mouth quickly pull themselves back down my throat and my tongue tie themselves into a cherry knot . Do people have to be this stupid when they need their brain the most. " Yesterday was fun, am still wondering how bad a good girl can get," he says with a smirk. " Try me," I dare him. " Are you sure, I have been known to make girl's fantasies true," I look down and lick mylips as heat surges through my skin making my
I descended the stairs one by one. This was my walk of shame. Cheers to me for letting my guard down. My head hung low next to my chest. It felt heavier and I couldn't even lift it to see the good days or sunrise. I hear some deep raspy laughter and there he was Jake speaking to someone on the phone. I hope he already forgot about me. He shouldn't make this worse. " Hey, it's you again," he says pocketing his phone. " Yeah," I reply my head down. "Wait!" Before he could continue I was long gone. I stumble on my last step and meet this girl, half dressed, her dress hanging up above her thighs. She looks up at my red eyes and mummers some bad words in disgust. I arrive at the apartment, and find Cindy cooking pancakes and coffee. " Girl, you are back, I was about to call a missing persons report," she says, I never slept out. It was the first time and she deserved to be worried. " Yeah I kn
" Twain! "" Steve," I sit up straight." Am at your doorstep and am sorry for showing up unannounced," he says.I can't help smiling, there is a new glow to my face that I can't explain. So he cares about me." No, it's okay, really cool," I stutter. I can't find the right words to say."But I'm not around, I mean am traveling and my roommate too,"" Oh! Where are you travelling to?"" Nairobi," I reply."Okay, safe journey and.."" And ?"" Take care," he says chuckling.He hangs up and I feel the old lady's stare." Is he the one you like," she asks.I blush uncomfortably and shift my weight." I don't know, this whole feeling is new to me and things are moving too fast," I reply." Make sure he doesn't break your heart, the people we care about the most always do and it's like driving a stake into your chest,"I open my mouth to argue and close