"Andre..." I trailed off, not knowing what to concentrate on.The room was going in circles and my stomach was tying itself in knots, giving me a kind of nausea feeling.Andre refused to acknowledge the fact that I didn't want his fingers going up my panties. I tried to push him off, but he was too strong for me."Andre, stop." I shook internally as Andre pinned me down to bed and trailed wet kisses down my chest.He pushed out my boobs from my bra and sucked on it. I felt plain, there was no volcano erupting in my stomach and I seriously needed to end this.Andre transferred both my hands in one of his and used the other hand to trail down my thighs, reaching for
"I should be asking you that." She rolled her eyes and sounded funny because of the brush in her mouth."What do you mean by that?" I bumped my brows together in a frown more confused than I was when I woke up in Tristan's room."I live here and you ditched me at the party." She folded her arms against her chest. "So if you'd excuse me, I'd like to finish preparing for school."Just as she turned to leave, I held her arm with glossy eyes. "I'm sorry I ditched you, it wasn't my intention and I so do not know what happened to me because I woke up somewhere strange. I need help and that's why I came here to see my father's new wife.""Your father?" She frowned and stepped aside. "Come in."
"Tristan!" I yelled with both my hands on the sides of my mouth. "I know you're in there, just let me in... I'm sorry!"There was no answer so I searched the area for a stone. I saw one just three steps away from me so I went to pick it up and swung my arms forward, launching the stone out of my hand. It flew and landed on Tristan's window before dropping to the ground.Picking four more into my hand, I threw them one after the other and the last one I threw, made Tristan shove the curtain aside. Our eyes locked and he glared at me for a minute before drawing his curtain shut."Tristan, please." I pleaded, feeling weak again. "I don't know what's wrong with me. I need help and I've been feeling off these days. I'm so lonely and the little issue in my-" I stopped in my tracks and rephrased my sentence. "There's a lot happening and I feel so heavy. When I woke up I couldn't remember anything...I'm sorry!" I yelled with a dried throat.I picked three stones and threw the first. The second
The corners of his lips curved into a smile before his eyes swept me from head to toe once again. I blinked rapidly, trying to digest what was happening."Oh, sorry." He chuckled and faced the door, giving me some privacy to change into something appropriate.My body was stiff and I couldn't take a step forward or back. It felt as if I was paralyzed."Aren't you changing?" He voiced, shoving his hands into his pockets. "Jade?"He turned to face me again–but this time, his forehead puckered and he moved closer to me. "Are you okay?""Ye-yes." I stood stiff, wondering when my brain was going to send signal to my entire body.He stopped when he was one step away from me and squinted his eyes just below my collar bone.The fuck? Was he checking my boobs out."What's that scratch?" He pointed at the place his maid clawed and closed the sp
I held the handle to the Janitor's closet, took a gander of my surroundings before pushing the door and letting myself into the dark closet. I supressed a shiver and felt the wall for the switch. At last, I found and flipped it on.I gasped and covered my mouth when my eyes fell on him seated on a wooden chair. The dangerous look I was expecting his eyes to display wasn't there. Instead, it was soft and his face had a sorry expression.Instantly, I turned and made it for the door, but his words stopped me in my tracks."Jade, I'm sorry," he said softly, followed by a shuffling sound of him standing up from his chair."Did you call me here to finish what you started?" I spat, staying far away from him as possible."Baby, it's not what you think." He squeezed his eyes shut before opening them again. "I've never acted that way before and I noticed my drink tasted funny at one point in the par
I blinked my eyes rapidly and averted my gaze from our hands on the door handle to her face. What the hell was Lola doing?"Uhm, since he's not your Tristan, you wouldn't mind me sitting here right?" She gave me a tight lipped smile and I hastily drew back my hand. "No, I don't mind." I held my hand to my chest and mustered a faint smile. "What's holding you guys up?" Tristan asked from behind the steering, stretching his neck to see what we were doing."Nothing," Lola said. She pulled the car open and hopped into it. I stood with my mouth ajar and my hands still interlocked on my chest. I blinked once, twice and thrice before the sound of Lola chuckling brought me back to reality. Slowly, I got into the back seat and closed my mouth. "Shall we?" He asked and Lola agreed, acting too happy for my liking. He turned the ignition and the car came alive. The wheels moved and a weird feeling sat in my heart. Strange!"You smell so good... Like fruit." Lola shuddered in what seemed to
Mother eyed me suspiciously and wore a foxy smile. "Are you sure you don't like Mr Tristan?""No way. Tristan and I can never be together. We'd kill each other." I explained, laughing hysterically and feeling my bowels churn."But I know he likes you... I've seen the way he-""That's enough, mom." I interrupted, palming my ears. "What happened between you and Mr Chris?""Oh," she said and chuckled. "He left me for a nerd. I was a popular queen b in school-" she hesitated and stared into nothingness. "I actually left him for your father. We went to different states to school and that was where I met your dad. Had to end things with Chris.""How did you feel when you had to choose between him and dad?""Bad... Because if you love the first, you'll never fall in love with the second. I guess karma is a bitch, now I'm suffering with a divorce." She croaked with a sad face, but
She interwined her index finger in one of her pig tails and reflected my smile. It was as radiant as the sun–it would have warmed my heart, but I wasn't Tris."You look beautiful." Lola complimented, eyeing me from head toe. "I love those sneakers, they must be expensive."I proudly looked at my feet that were graced in cute nude adidas sneakers and my smile became wider."My aunt got it for me." I answered, taking my eyes higher to her face. "And your pig tails look beautiful. Love your shirt.""Oh, it's nothing." She chuckled and adjusted her black Nike top. Must be expensive too. "So... Juicy deeds, please.""What juicy deeds?" I frowned, resting my hands on my desk and wi