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

a sick way, I liked the sound of his voice, even when it was coated by a wave of weighing anger that

who passed by.

The boy finally uttered.

answered in a short clipped tone that

classroom. So caught u p in

clicking of the door being

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

and nods stiffly at me.

in peering at Haiden’s face to be shocked that the guy knew my name while I didn’t even

could see the faint discoloring under his eye. Did the other guy get a hit without me realizing? No

I didn’t even care to be seen talking to Haiden. It was like my mind hadn’t registered that I could potentially be in trouble

be in trouble

curtains back into a blank stare as he leans on the doorframe with ease. “Eavesdropping I see?”

his tongue, upper lip lifting to flash a quick smirk. “I’m really starting

doing so, it

darkened and he stops leaning against the doorframe and swiftly pushes his hands in the 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

while hissing out. “Why don’t you stick to your own problems and your

so-called perfect life and

next. His words were harsh and I was ashamed to admit that my heart pained

  1. me.

He was right.

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

that classroom. Sometimes I feared that i fa fire were to break out, someone would have to drag the unwilling begrudging

“Come in.”

open. Mr. Boyd’s eyes were transfixed on the screen of his phone and he had not bothered to

head. On the desk before him was a half eaten sandwich and a bottle

dark eyes lift to my awkward form and he places his phone

pinched together. “Did you

a big and bold A, preferably in bright red.

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