Touch Me While I Taste You

Chapter 5

5

 

 

Arabella Rivera 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“What the hell happened to you?” 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I tear my eyes from the spot where I had been glaring at for minutes. The very same spot Haiden’s truck had disappeared from my sight. I focused my eyes on Gwen, her blue eyes glistening with confusion and laughter as they scan over my body. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When had she pulled up with her pink convertible? 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The pink was not something you’d occasionally look past. No, it was one of those pink colors that catches one’s attention a mile away. The pink that glistened in the sun as it zooms past, demanding attention. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Instead of answering her question, I asked her one of my own. “What time is it?” There is a slight edge to my tone that would chill bones. 

 

 

 

 

My first day as a senior was going fun-fucking-tastic. My clothes were dirty and my head was racing with images of flattening Haiden’s truck tires. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I sucked in a calming breath. This isn’t me, thinking such bad thoughts isn’t me. 

 

 

 

 

Gwen’s eyes shift to the dashboard and read the time out loud.” Seven-thirty. Still enough time to go buy some weed from Spencer.” She joked. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I squinted my eyes. “Ha-ha very funny. Give me five minutes to change, I’ll be back.” I grumble dryly, turned on my heel and headed back to my two-story home. It felt odd calling it home when it felt anything but. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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“Took your precious time.” Gwen smacked her lips, rubbing the gloss on her lips as she looked at herself in the rearview mirror. I let out a breath and slammed the car door a tad bit too harshly. I turn to face her. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Well, I had a little chat with Gertrude.” I huffed, turning around to throw my bag in the backseat. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She asked her voice

 

 

 

 

be a tad bit reckless as a new driver who only got her driver’s license two months

 

 

 

 

 

 

I wait? Then no, you don’t need to know.” I say with irritation in every word

 

 

 

 

 

 

ask who dirtied me, just went straight to lecturing me. Sometimes I believe she’s my mother and

 

 

 

 

 

 

once over quickly before setting her eyes back on

 

 

 

 

 

 

reached a

 

 

 

 

 

 

that includes my hate towards bright colors. Perks of her being a close friend for years. Or shall I say a disadvantage? “Shut up. It was the

 

 

 

 

 

 

She nods

 

 

 

 

 

 

her palm over my thigh. Turning to me, she smirks. ” Or, you just want to show off those

 

 

 

 

 

 

slapping her hand away. “Or……..I just so happen to grasp it first and had not bothered

 

 

 

 

 

 

red light. “I’ll tell you what the pros are babe.” She turns to me, grins, removes one hand off

 

 

 

 

standing up in salute.” She laughs loudly and returns her hands to the steering wheel when

 

 

 

 

 

 

I cringed feeling rather uncomfortable with the dress riding up

 

 

 

 

her fits of laughter at my displeasure while I

 

 

 

 

 

 

singing. “Wanna know what it’s like. Baby, show me what it’s like.” I sang, smiling from ear to ear as I rest my head on

 

 

 

 

 

 

wanna

 

 

 

 

 

 

to know.” We sang simultaneously and burst into fits of laughter.

 

 

 

 

 

 

a side-eye and smiles. ” Guess you’re now more

 

 

 

 

 

 

snorted. “Yeah still no.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

to you like a leech so you

 

 

 

 

 

 

” Crap the torture. It sounds horrible.

 

 

 

 

thigh softly. With my slightly pale complexion, I was certain that a soft red color

 

 

 

 

 

 

I thought you enjoyed my company. ” She faked pouted and thankfully stopped

 

 

 

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