Playing A Dangerous Game

◄ Chapter 4 ► Blurred Lights

He laughs and grips my sides and tugging me upward while I try to sit up. When I'm finally up right I'm resting between his legs and he was smiling playfully at me. I scowl and punch his shoulder.

"Ow!" He grips his shoulders. "You're so abusive." He frowns.

"You get on my nerves sometimes." I punch his shoulder again and he flinches.

"And you're bipolar." He grumbles and my jaw drops. I punch his shoulder again but he grips my fist tightly.

The muscles in his arm bulging as he did so. He bends my wrist back until my arm bends at my elbow. I let out silent cries of pain and he continues to bend my arm.

I fall back and he falls on top of me.

"You're crushing me." I groan and look up at my dresser to see that you could still see us in the camera.

"Good." He dips his head down and presses his lips softly against mine.

He pulls his head back and my lips try to follow but don't end up moving far. He dips his head back down again and kiss me longer. He then pulls it back up and smiles.

"I love you, babe." He brushes my hair away from my face.

"I love you too?" It was supposed to be a statement but came out a question and I hoped no one noticed.

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I didn't bother changing clothes and neither did Derek.

I watched as I spread the mayo over the toasted bread. My eyes began to feel heavy and I actually felt tired.

"Hey." Derek snapped his fingers in front if my face.

I perked up and looked at him.

"Yeah?" I tried to keep my eyes open.

"You go lay down, I'll make the sandwich." He took the knife from my fingers and I nodded my head.

I shuffled into the living room and fell down on the couch. I grabbed the blanket I brought down and laid down across the couch.

A few minutes later Derek had came and lifted me up to sit under me. He grabbed a pillow and placed it in his lap before putting my head back down. He pushed play on the movie and within the first ten minutes i was sound asleep.

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I was woken up by the sound of Derek talking. Well he was more like mumbling.

"Yeah....no.....you fūcking touch her I will bite your had off try me Calvin." He gritted through his teeth. "Fine." He huffed. "I'll see you soon."

"You're leaving." I rubbed my eyes looking up at him.

"Yeah, I have an idiot I need to attend to." He slowly lifted me up and I helped the rest of the way.

"Is Calvin that guy that came to visit you at school today?" I scratch an itch on my head.

"Yeah, he flew in from Virginia just a few days ago. He needed a place to stay." He stood up from the couch.

"So he's staying at your place?" I stand up and follow him up to my room.

"Yeah, it was a stupid idea. My mom's drunk, no surprise there, and walking around the house basically naked." He stripped out of his pajama pants and put on his jeans.

"Ew?" I arch my brow.

"Not to him." He slide them up on his hips and zips them up.

I scrunch my nose.