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.

in a quick breath.” I don’t need your help.” His tone was twisted with

even more intimidating than his aura. I suppose he tried to lessen the attention on his bruises but they only stood out like a sour thumb, clashing

eyes shaded darker until it exposed his frustrations, “I

thickness of vulnerability was too heavy to ignore. H e needed my help but

to be warm and show

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

a roaring ocean when a storm is

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

burned him with a stare of fury. If he can be mad so can I.” You really think the world revolves around you? News flash. It doesn’t. What makes you think I agreed to tutor you out

the door.” Since we’re both on the same mindset, you can just leave. Don’t want to waste

changed? Why was he

you any different than the others? A few conversations here and there wouldn’t have put

want to be in the

do you want to be

my sides as I sort for a n answer to

I don’t know.

answer was like a blank canvas, waiting to be painted. I could choose the colors. I could choose the bright ones, the ones that

stormy ones and settle

to paint it

I didn’t want perfect?

you’ll only be painting a dark hole, “endless and

back 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, not

hole, there will always have a tiny spot uncovered. And that’s where you’ll find

conscience grows quiet after my last

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

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