Touch Me While I Taste You

Chapter 47

47

Arabella Rivera

You need her Haiden.

After that last sentence, everything just became, silent. It was heavy and reeked o fawkwardness. The pressure was so weighty that I inched closer to the door to somehow escape from here. Only to be stopped by Mr. Boyd’s words.

“I’ll leave you two to talk about it. I need t o be somewhere-” Mr. Boyd stops, lifts his hand to look down at the silver watch wrapped around the bone of his hairy wrist.

Wait he was going to leave us here alone?

Scratch that.

He was going to leave me all alone with a brooding and vexed Haiden?

“In exactly eight minutes.” His quick fingers worked to place the last of his things in his briefcase.

I squint my eyes on the black briefcase as Mr. Boyd took a hold of it and began walking. Can I fit inside that tiny thing? I

Alking. Can I fit inside that tiny thing? I wish he’d pack me inside too, therefore I wouldn’t have to face Haiden all alone.

Before he disappears out of the door, he whirls around to pin Haiden with a heavy stare. “If you want a future, I think you know what to do.” With those last words, Mr. Boyd left us in a strained stuffy

silence

I tighten my grasp on my bag, my lips pressing together with every second that ticked by. It was only us in the room and I was pretty sure in the entire school, excluding the security. It couldn’t get more awkward than that.

I lift my eyes to Haiden. He wasn’t looking. His eyes were burning holes through the dirty floor, teeth gritted in frustration. He wasn’t going to be the first one to speak. He’d leave it to me so h e can make a mockery out of my words.

connecting them so sharply that I sucked in a quick breath.” I don’t need your help.”

wear today made him look even more intimidating than his aura. I suppose he tried

eyes shaded darker until it exposed his frustrations, “I don’t need

vulnerability was too heavy to ignore.

supposed to be warm and show off

perfect act on and tell Mr. Boyd you will not be able to tutor me? I know

to it.” Frustration emanated off of him like waves of a roaring ocean when a storm is about to hit. If I had not gotten used to being treated as a pest, I would have

entire life made me grow a thicker skin. Now words hurt me but they don’t dent my armor. They don’t show my vulnerability.

think I agreed to tutor you out of all people? I didn’t even know who I’d be tutoring until a few minutes ago.

both on the same mindset, you can

Why was he treating

wouldn’t have put you in the friendzone. The better part of my mind pulled

don’t want to be

do you want to be

as I sort for a n

I don’t know.

was like a blank canvas, waiting to be painted. I could choose the colors. I could choose the bright ones, the ones that put you in a good

eyes leave Haiden’s stormy ones and

I wanted to paint

I didn’t want perfect?

be painting a dark

to his eyes. Behind the anger and frustration, I could see something else. Something that made me realize that I wasn’t the main focus of his anger. He wasn’t angry at me,

spot uncovered. And that’s where you’ll find

grows quiet after my

darkens. We both look out the window, seeing how the grey clouds hang over the entire town. The rumble of thunder came next, a loud

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