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.

worth it?”

came from. In a sick way, I liked the sound of his voice, even when it was coated by a wave of

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

a friend because of her.” The boy finally uttered. For

a short clipped tone

from within the closed classroom. So caught u p in my eavesdropping, I didn’t quite hear their approaching footsteps

clicking of the door being

embarrass me even further as my eyes snap to a set

to Haiden and nods stiffly

too absorbed in peering at Haiden’s face to be shocked that the guy knew my name while

guy get a hit without me realizing? No that was

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

be in trouble if Gwen found

“Eavesdropping I see?” His question was not one

clicked his tongue, upper lip lifting to flash a quick smirk. “I’m really starting t o think you’re

it only seem to make the curiosity

pushes his hands in the front pockets of his sweater. Without so much a sa warning, he utters dryly. “Why should I? It’s

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

and your so-called perfect life and quit

don’t watch as he walks away, too unsure of what he’d say next. His words were harsh and I was ashamed to admit that my heart pained when I detected the rough tone

  1. me.

He was right.

own problems and not meddle in his. I don’t think

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 force than

“Come in.”

the tense breath I was holding and pried the door open. Mr. Boyd’s eyes were transfixed on the screen of his phone and he had not bothered

and he had not bothered to lift his head. On the desk before him was a half eaten sandwich and a bottle

few seconds, Mr. Boyd finally spares me his attention. His dark eyes lift to my awkward form and he places his phone down on the desk beside his sandwich.

his brows pinched together. “Did you need

a big and bold A, preferably in bright red. But I pinched

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