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Chapter 10
Chapter 10
He steps back from me until there is enough room
between us for a car to pass. I can‘t tell what he‘s thinking
exactly, but I know that he doesn‘t want to be near me
anymore; I’m sure of that much. His apparent rejection hurts
me, but I‘m more concerned about what he will say next if
he‘s ever going to speak to me again.
What was I thinking? Did I go around kissing guys on
their chest now? I‘ve never been this bold or rebellious
before. All i know is that this invisible pull between us is
causing me to act this crazy. I‘m shaking with nervousness as
I wait for him to say something. His eyes are growing darker
by the second, and I know that I should be afraid, but all I
feel now is worry. I continue to watch him cautiously, and he
turns around to face the woods; it seems like he‘s trying not
to look at me anymore. He rubs a hand down his face, and I
make a step forward towards him; I wanted to apologize,
that was all.
“LEAVE...”
I‘m shocked by his command, and I pause midway. I
don‘t make another attempt to move forward, not after his
order for me to leave. I knew that he was about to say
something to hurt me, but I didn‘t think he would command
me to go like that. I try to calm my aching heart, but it‘s so
hard to do
what he‘s doing to my body, he knows it‘s not natural, and
he knows that it‘s only him that‘s bringing about these
changes in me. He knows that I‘ve wanted to touch him for a
long time; he knows that I‘ve wanted him to feel me also Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.
Even now, my body was wide awake and desperate for just
one touch from him.
“GET THE HELL OUT FROM HERE!” He shouts louder this
time. I flinch at his tone, this was the last thing I expected
him to say, and it stung like a bee.
Still, I can‘t find the strength to move from the hole I‘d
dug with my shoes from pressing on the ground too hard. I
can understand that he‘s angry that I‘d kiss him out of
nowhere but does he still have to be this harsh towards me?
I‘m startled and broken–hearted; it‘s hard to move when!
feel so empty inside. One rejection was hard enough, but
two? I mean, Bryan wasn‘t technically a rejection; he
cheated. And it‘s not like I confessed to liking Adam either.
No, you only did much worse than that, didn’t you?
He suddenly turns back around and crosses the
distance between us. I gasp when he grabs my hair roughly in
his, pulling my head back so that I‘m staring directly into his
gloomy eyes now. There is so much darkness and loneliness
but still, somehow to me, they‘re the most beautiful eyes I‘ve
ever seen. I feel lost in them, and for a moment, I forget
what I‘ve just done; his warm breath tangles with my own,
and I want to close the distance between us. Neither one of
His words give me a rude awakening.
My eyes widen in horror, and I feel tears form in them as
I turn and run out of the woods, away from him, away from
the person I want to be as close to as possible. I don‘t know
why I have to be this weak; why do I make people do these
things to me? Why should I cry for someone I barely knew?
Just because he spoke roughly to me?
I don‘t waste any time as I open the gate and rush into
the house. I need to get out of here quickly; I don‘t want
anyone to see me like this. People would think that my tears
were because of Bryan and Aria, and that was the last thing!
wanted to see all over my feed when I opened my phone.
But at the same time, I didn‘t want anyone to suspect that!
was out there with Adam all alone. If word got out, it would
surely reach my parents, which would be the worst thing
that could ever happen to me right now.
“Hey!” Abigail calls out to me just before I reach the exit.
“What‘s wrong?”
I wipe the tears away from my face and try to be strong,
“I just need to go home.” I tell her.
She studies me with concern but eventually nods her
head and opens the door for me. “I understand. We can talk
tomorrow in school. I hope you feel better, Amiera.”
Inod and thank her before finally escaping. Hopefully,
no one except her saw me like that. Even though I barely
knew Abigail, I trusted her. Which was probably not the
embarrassment. I enter the limousine waiting outside for me
and drop myself onto the seat with tears streaming down
my cheeks.
I can‘t even imagine what Adam thought about me now.
He must feel that I‘m a lunatic for pulling a stunt like that. A
guy takes off his shirt in front of me, and the first thing that I
do is kiss his naked chest?
What the hell was wrong with me? I was never like that
before. Bryan and I did things together, but we never went all
the way, and I‘ve never felt the need to be close to him the
way I needed to be near Adam tonight. I still have no idea what happened back there, but I think it‘s safe to say that
Adam would never want to be in the same room with me
again.
All the times I‘ve done things with Bryan not once did |
ever initiate anything; he was always the one to start kissing
and touching me. I always went along with it until I thought
he was going too far, then I would stop him immediately. He
would get annoyed, but he never forced himself onto me; it
was one of the things I had loved about him.
Everything was different with Adam, however. So, so
different. Tonight, if he had only touched me back,
wouldn‘t have wanted him to stop. I would have let him do
whatever he wanted to do with me.
My thoughts frighten me to the point that I want to go in
a corner and hide
from myself No one should have an
would get annoyed, but he never forced himself onto me; it
was one of the things I had loved about him.
Everything was different with Adam, however. So, so
different. Tonight, if he had only touched me back, I
wouldn‘t have wanted him to stop. I would have let him do
whatever he wanted to do with me.
My thoughts frighten me to the point that I want to go in
a corner and hide... From myself. No one should have so
much power over me. No one.
From today onwards, I‘ll never forget his reaction to me
touching him. It doesn‘t help that it felt so good. His skin was
a lot smoother than it looked, and if I licked my lips right
now, I would probably be able to taste him.
“What‘s wrong with me?” I groan against the seat.
Was his rejection not enough for me to stop thinking
about him like this? Why couldn‘t I have just stuck with
admiring him from afar? It was much easier back then when
he didn‘t know that I existed. Now, I‘ll always be the crazy girl
that kissed his chest without his permission.
Why did he have to go and remove his shirt in the first
place? I still didn‘t understand how he knew how much the
stain on his shirt bothered me. And why would he go through
all that trouble to please me? He was nice enough to
remove it because of me, and I just had to reward him by
being a complete psycho.
‘Do you still love him?‘
anything else after I confessed that I did, so how did I know
what he really felt after my confession? I had so many
questions that I didn‘t think I would be able to sleep tonight.
Was it possible that he did bounce into my ex–boyfriend
today because he was trying to protect me? My heart warms
at just the possibility of that being true.
I don‘t think any of that will matter anymore after the
mess I made tonight, though.
What was wrong with me? Why did I have to do
something like that? How is it that I have no control over my
body around him? He was dangerous indeed, but not for the
reason I‘ve heard about my entire life. He was dangerous
because he made me feel things that should be illegal.
I needed to get a hold of myself before I entered my
home; if my parents saw me like this, they would know that something terrible had happened, and I‘m not up for being questioned by them right now.
I exit the limo and walk up to the gigantic door that
opens upon my arrival.
The moment I step inside, my parents are already there
waiting for me. I can‘t imagine what they have been thinking
this entire time; even though they did this just for me to
forgive Aria and Bryan, it was the first time they‘d ever
allowed me to attend a party. They must have been crazy
with worry about what trouble I‘ve gotten myself into
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Should I tell them that I kissed the dark prince’s bare
chest and let them deal with me to end this torture?
“Why are your cheeks so red?” My mother asks
suspiciously.
My heartbeat accelerates, and I try to think of a lie.
“It was my first party, mother,” I try to explain. “I‘m not
used to the environment; I guess that‘s why I‘m a bit
flustered.”
“Did you speak to Bryan and Aria?” My father questions me. Of course, they would ask this question; it‘s all they‘re
concerned about
“They tried speaking to me, yes,” I answer him. “But!
wanted nothing to do with them, just like I‘ve been telling
you multiple times before. I can‘t just forget what they did to
me in a day; it will take some time before I forgive them.”
If I ever can forgive them, I don‘t say this to my parents
because I don‘t want them on my back every single day over
this matter.
“I‘m exhausted. Can I go to my room now?” I ask.
My mother looks to my father, and they both sigh, “go
ahead.”
I quietly excuse myself and rush towards my bedroom. I. shut the door as soon as I reached it and threw myself onto
the bed
Lizzie pushes me onto the chair and places my shirt out
of the way, revealing my chest to her. I go rigid when she
starts kissing my naked chest; why can‘t these kisses
compare to that one kiss from earlier? I kept seeing her
vibrant red hair sprawled over my chest as her soft lips
touched me. It was one simple touch, one f*****g touch, and
it made me almost lose my f*****g mind. How were they
even that soft? I‘ve had many lovers in the past, but no one‘s
ever had such soft lips.
Damn it. I close my eyes, and it somehow makes it
easier to see her face; she isn‘t here with me right now, but I
can still see her so clearly that it‘s like she is with us in the
room.
Her messy yet exotic red hair is begging me to touch it,
and her eyes are daring me to come closer.
“Okay, what the hell is wrong with you today?” Lizzie
asks as she tries to catch my attention.
It‘s only then that I realize that her shirt is off, and she‘s
now only in her underwear on top of me.
“I think that I‘m close to finding the flaming whisperer,”
I tell her. I admit this to her, but I refrain from telling her who
it is and the strange pull of emotions I feel whenever I‘m
around her.
She stills on top of me, “are you serious? Who is it, and
vhy are you only just telling me this?” she demands.
why are you only just telling me this?” she demands.
I sigh and lift her off me, “I‘m not sure as yet. I need to
get closer to her before I can confirm this. I don‘t want to tell
you who she is until I‘m certain that it is her.”
Her brows scrunch together the way it always does
when she‘s angry. “I still don‘t see why you can‘t just tell
me.”
I can quickly tell her, but for some reason, I can‘t find it
in myself to do so. I don‘t think it‘s just because I’m not sure
if it is the girl I suspect yet; there is more to it, but I can‘t just
put my finger on it.
I see her in front of me again, like I‘ve been doing ever
since she boldly kissed my chest earlier tonight. I lost control
back there, and I can‘t ever let something like that happen
again
Talso don‘t know why her saying that she was still in
love with that asshole upset me so much. I tried hard to hide
my reaction from her, but it was f*****g killing me inside to
know that she still loved him, or even loved him at all for
that matter.
What gives her the right to love anyone? But what gives
me the f*****g right to ask that question?
I guess these were all the reasons that made me think
that she had it in her to be the flaming whisperer. My kind
has been waiting for her arrival for decades now. We‘ve read
countless books about her and what to expect. There were
countless books about her and what to expect. There were
even books about the flaming whisperer and the darkest
whisperer of all; me. There were books written about a
whisperer who could create multiple black holes at once.
and I was the only one of my kind capable of doing it. It‘s
why my family has always known that I would be the one to
find her. But did I really see her? I couldn‘t just sit back and
wait for the festival to find this out. I wanted to know
beforehand.
To do that, I‘ll have to get closer to her, but was that
such a good idea after nearly losing my mind tonight?
I‘ve been warned of the intense feelings that would rush
through my body the moment she entered my life, and I
have to say that these emotions fit the description and
warnings perfectly.
“Why have you been acting distant with me?” Lizzie
demands. “Is it because I was away for a while? Did someone
else manage to snatch you from me?”
Ilazily lift my eyes towards her, “you know that you‘ve
had my heart since the very beginning. Why do you ask such silly questions?”
She narrows her eyes before throwing her head back
and laughing, “Of course, you can‘t forget about me so
quickly. I mean, I‘m Lizzie; men go crazy for me. It‘s us
against the world, Adam; it always will be. There is so much
why my family has always known that I would be the one to
find her. But did I really see her? I couldn‘t just sit back and
wait for the festival to find this out. I wanted to know
beforehand.
To do that, I‘ll have to get closer to her; but was that
such a good idea after nearly losing my mind tonight?
I‘ve been warned of the intense feelings that would rush
through my body the moment she entered my life, and I
have to say that these emotions fit the description and
warnings perfectly.
“Why have you been acting distant with me?” Lizzie
demands. “Is it because I was away for a while? Did someone
else manage to snatch you from me?”
Ilazily lift my eyes towards her, “you know that you‘ve
had my heart since the very beginning. Why do you ask such
silly questions?”
She narrows her eyes before throwing her head back
and laughing. “Of course, you can‘t forget about me so quickly. I mean, I‘m Lizzie; men go crazy for me. It‘s us against the world, Adam; it always will be. There is so much for us to do. I didn‘t go hunting for things that could aid in our plans just to have you slip through my fingers like that.”
I shake my head and grab her waist, pulling her back on
top of me, “Slip through your fingers.” I hiss. “Never.”
Even though I say the words, another image of the
strangely beautiful girl pops back into