Twisted

Chapter 5

Author's Note: Here is a long chapter for my lack of updating.

I almost had a heart attack when I woke up on the rock, I'm surprised I didn't fall into the water in my sleep. My phone started to ring... who could it-? My mom, oh no. I tried to get out of his grasp and reach my phone which was a bit further away from me, I tried to get up but he would only hold me closer and tighter. Come on Derrick, I need to get my phone! I tried again but all he would do is the same thing, maybe if I try this it will help. My phone stopped ringing, now I need to hurry up. I started to stroke his soft, brown hair. I whispered in his ear, "you need to let me get up. I have to get my phone, my mom is calling me. I'll come back and lay down I promise." after I told him this his grip loosened and he opened one eye, finally letting me go. "Thank you." I took my 'leap of faith' and kissed his cheek softly. I got up and got my phone, I walked off but only took a few steps away from the rock and called my mom. "Mom?" I questioned her and then she started going off on me. She was yelling, crying, and freaking out. I had never heard her this way before I felt bad for not calling her and giving her a warning. "Mom, I'm sorry. Derrick took me this beautiful place and I kind of just fell asleep." I explained too her as calmly as I could. She kept telling me not to do it again and that I would try and be home soon, then we finally got off of the phone. I turned around to walk back to the rock and saw Derrick in the water. "Derrick! What the hell are you doing!?" I started laughing. "What the hell does it look like I'm doing!?" He mocked me, in a way, and then started laughing as well. "You brought stuff to swim in and didn't even tell me?" I asked shocked in a dramatic way. "Well... I sort of just took off everything but my boxers." his face turned red as ever. "Well I want to get in... don't look." I was now slightly embarrassed. He turned away and I took off my shirt, pants, and shoes leaving me in my bra and underwear. I slowly got in the water and felt so nice, it wasn't cold and it wasn't hot. "Can I look now?" He asked politely. I told him yes and he turned around to look at me, I was smiling at him so cheeky. We swam, dangled our feet in the water, and talked for forever. "This is fun." I said grabbing a rock so I could rest myself on it. He came over and leaned against it with me "It is." He had that same beautiful smile on his face. We were close and he was staring at me, I hate being stared at sometimes, it makes me feel like a freak. I looked at him and questioned why he was staring at me like this, all he did was shake his head and smile. His face started to get closer to mine, I bit my lip and stared into his eyes and he was already looking in mine. He became closer and closer ever second and now... every millisecond. He started to lean in and kiss me. Derrick Lewis, was going to kiss me! What do I do!? Do I kiss him back? This is so confusing, "I'm getting chilly, I should get dressed." I swam to the other side of the water where my clothes were. I just rejected his kiss, I'm such an idiot. What was I supposed to do? I looked at him while I was changing, he was looking away but I could still see part of his face. He was fiddling with his fingers and had a disappointed look on his face, I feel terrible. I grabbed his clothes and walked them over to him, I set the next to him on the dry ground. "I'm sorry..." he nodded saying it was okay. "It really is okay, I promise." He reassured me, I leaned down and kissed his cheek slowly walking away to let him get dressed. I looked around while letting him get dressed, after a while I heard someone running. What the heck? I then heard it coming towards me so I turned my head and saw Derrick running. My eyes got wide and I went to run away but he picked me up bridal style as he kept running. I screamed and laughed, talk about getting swept off your feet. Literally! "What are you doing!?" I screamed and laughed, he ran to car. "It's time to go home now." He smiled and laughed putting me in the passenger seat as he got into the drivers side. He started driving and I couldn't stop looking at him. A smirk appeared on his face and he chuckled, "you're staring at me." I turned red, "I'm aware." I said back with the same smirk he had. "Well, why is that?" He gave me a quick look and put his eyes back on the road. "Just because." I giggled as I said it. We laughed and talk the whole way home, and somehow I ended up telling him about Lance. I had to tell him, I had to tell somebody. He took it really well though.