Touch Me While I Taste You

Chapter 43

43

Arabella Rivera

I hated this. I hated that I cared. I hated that I had such a feeling towards, him. He didn’t deserve it. He’d been an asshole ever since he’d started speaking to me.

Going as far as dirtying me. Mocking me for his own amusement. And, kissing me without knowing that he had unintentionally drugged me.

Gwen was right. Mother was right. Everyone was right about, him. He was chaos. He was bad and he was the worst person to ever care for. But he was, human. He had emotions.

And my fucking body can’t seem to let go of the way he kissed me. One fucking kiss and my eyes can’t seem to stop wandering around for a glimpse of him as I walked the half empty halls.

Fuck him. Fuck him and the feelings he painted inside me.

I was good with just getting a glimpse of him through my window. I was okay with hearing the girls’ laughs and fearful

mougar my www.WORLY WITH aring the girls’ laughs and fearful screeches as they climbed the tree to his window.

I was okay with hiding behind my curtain to scrutinize his actions. I was okay with him ignoring me like we weren’t neighbors for years. I was okay with it all.

But suddenly, like a gust of wind knocking down an empty cup, everything changed. Now Haiden’s eyes meet mine every time I look out my window. Now m y heart leaps into a frenzy when he so much as speaks to me. Now I can’t seem t o get him out of my head. I hate it.

“Dude what the hell got into you back there!? Are you fucking crazy, one more strike and no graduation, no school, no college. You’ll be stuck here”

“Don’t you think I fucking know that?” His voice made me halt in my tracks I was stupid to think that I wasn’t wandering the halls in search of him. In an odd way, I needed to know that he was okay.

“But I couldn’t just stay there and act like what Jamal was saying was okay man. He -fucking disrespected her-”

Tucking disrespected ner

Who is this ‘her’ they keep speaking of?

“Would it be worth it?” The distinct male voice interrupts Haiden’s vexed tone.

be worth it?” Haiden

their voices came from. In a sick way, I

confused penetrating stares from teens who passed by. I ignored them as I lean closer

The boy finally uttered. For a

in a short clipped tone that

So caught u p in my eavesdropping, I didn’t quite hear their approaching

clicking of

the raging of heat snaking its way to my face to embarrass me even further as my eyes snap to a

mumbles to Haiden and nods stiffly at me. “Arabella.” He quickly

face to be shocked that the guy knew

a hit without me realizing? No that was impossible.

my mouth. I didn’t even care to be seen talking to Haiden. It was like my mind

be in trouble if Gwen

blank stare as he leans on the doorframe with ease. “Eavesdropping I see?” His question was not

lip lifting to flash a quick smirk. “I’m really starting t

answering my question. But by doing so, it only seem to make the curiosity rage on. “You didn’t answer my question.” I pointed

front pockets of his sweater. Without so much a sa warning, he utters dryly. “Why should I? It’s not like you’d care anyway.” He brushes me, not roughly but enough to have me stumble back a

you stick to your

perfect life and quit worrying

I was ashamed

  1. me.

He was right.

to my own problems and not meddle in his. I don’t think I can handle his anyway, seeing that he came with a shit ton

thought, I made my way to the literature class knowing Mr. Boyd would b e there. The man never seems to leave that classroom. Sometimes I feared that i fa fire were to break out, someone would have to drag the unwilling begrudging man out with more

“Come in.”

open. Mr. Boyd’s eyes were transfixed on the screen of his phone and he had

not bothered to lift his head. On the desk before

his attention. His dark eyes lift to

brows pinched together. “Did you need

A, preferably in bright red.

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