All Chapters of Take me, I am yours: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

My life has changed a lot in a short time. I look around the dimly lit room, and it's nothing like where I used to live. But despite waking up from a scary dream that really shook me, I can't help but smile.I can't remember the details of the nightmare, just that it was scary and I had to struggle to wake up. I can't believe how different my life has become in just a few weeks. I know how I ended up here, but it's hard to grasp how everything has changed so much.That nightmare still bothers me, and I hope it's not true. Usually, I try to forget it, to push it away. It's not like me at all to dwell on these things.Someone has come into my life and transformed me in ways I never expected, and now I hardly recognise myself. Well, that's not entirely true. I see a version of myself that I lost years ago. I wish I could figure out where things are headed, but right now, it feels like I'm losing control of my life.I was happily ensconced in my little routine. I'd go to university, then

I chuckle at her face. "Really, Lisa? Aren't you ready yet? I left a note telling you to be ready by eight. Did you miss it?" She rushes over to me, grabs my hands, and pulls me up from the couch."I am ready; look. I don't wear this to school and work, right?" I glance at her. I can't help but wonder what she expected me to wear. I know, but expecting that is crazy."No way, you're dressing up in something nicer than that." She points at my outfit with her finger. She doesn't like it, which isn't surprising. I had a feeling this might happen. I stand there, looking shocked and shaking my head. She just smiles.I don't want to show my body off. I don't want the risk of it. Plus, who is going to be looking at me anyway with her there?"When was the last time you went out? Like, you went out, out, and enjoyed yourself and showed yourself off? Before Kyle. So move it." Walking, she begins to pull me through to the bedroom. She throws open the wardrobe doors. She is rifling through it as

My eyes look down over my body. I'm not special. Sitting we talk for a short while, he smiles at me suddenly like he has remembered something. His smile melts my heart; I feel like I want to touch him, kiss him, and I have not felt like this about a guy in years. "Hey, isn't this party and night meant to be for you? Why are you sitting here in a corner looking like Baby?" His voice is soft and cold, and I laugh. I have to; his baby comment is just too funny not to laugh. He is referencing me to Dirty Dancing but has this all wrong. I consider how to explain it. "Well, I would rather stay in the corner. Unlike the baby, she had no choice. Her daddy put her there. Me, I am happy here hiding away. Considering the fact I don't do all this, parties, people and things. I have not done it for years." I watch as something sparks in his eyes, my mind trying to figure out what caused it. "My ideal night is watching TV, and a glass of wine or any alcohol. You can tell that, seeing as I only kn

Grabbing the cups, I quickly escape to the kitchen using the excuse of them needing washing. I will wash them, calm down, and then go back once I am calm. I can't sit so close to him feeling like this. Standing here, I feel the pull. He's behind me, good lord; how am I going to cope? How do I sense him so close to me so well??Turning to face him, he steps closer. My hair is standing up, and my body is screaming for him to touch me. I feel like a kitten in the gaze of a wolf. His body moves forward; without even a chance to think, his lips push against mine. So perfect. The softness of his lips has me moaning. I can't stop myself. Kissing him back, I wrap my arms around his neck. Pulling him to me, I need this. I need him. His kiss is forceful yet unforgettable. I am struggling to breathe. I feel dizzy. He's making me dizzy. His hands cup my ass, lifting me onto the kitchen worktop. His arms move, his hands grabbing into my hair, pulling it to expose my neck as his mouth starts to kis

The door we entered through swung open. I turned and saw Jackson coming in, a fearful look on his face. I stood up and looked at him, and he seemed really upset. He walked right past me without saying a word. He blames me, and I can't blame him because I'm the reason they had a falling out.I sat back down, feeling helpless. Beatrice put her arm around me and smiled, but it didn't make me feel better. It hurt a lot that Jackson didn't even say hello; it was like I was invisible to him."It will be fine, Lisa; he is just worried about John. no doubt when he sees John is okay, he will talk to you." Beatrice's voice is quiet and soft; it doesn't help me at all. We don't even know if John is okay."I doubt it, Beatrice; just think, the last thing he and John did was argue over me. I caused them to fall out, and we have no idea how bad John is; it is my fault." This is the exact reason I would not fight over a guy; it isn't worth it. It isn't worth hurting the other person, yet while I was