22 : New New kid Part 2

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"You're so selfish," he muttered. I looked up at him confusedly.

"Oh, I'm selfish? God, I'm so sick of you. You're such a bastard," I proclaimed, getting up. I brushed past him, but he he grabbed me by my arm snatching me back.

"Get your hands off of me," I snapped.

"I wasn't done talking to you, Rhiyanne." He grabbed me by my waist forcefully, and tipped my head back. "Stop it, let me go," I protested. Soon my cries of frustration, and protest were put to an end.

His mouth covered mine, giving me a hit of ecstasy. I tried pushing him off of me, but it was much like he insisted. His tongue was plunge into my mouth, making me succumb. The fight in me settled, as our lips moved in sync. It seemed as if I had forgotten what we spoke of before this. His lips loved to my jaw line, then to my neck.

I pushed at his abdomen, "Jace, no," I cried. Slowly but surely he let me go. "Why did you do that? Did you hear any of what I said?"

"Let's just say that was my way of saying goodbye," he replied bitterly, before walking away.

"I hate you," I screamed after him. He abruptly turned around, and I stumbled backwards, falling into the fountain. There was no possible way I could drown, the water was far too shallow. Though it was very cold. I was pulled out of the water.

"Ok ok, I got you," Jace mummered, soothingly. I don't know why I begin to cry, maybe it was because of everything that was going on in my life. With my arms wrapped tightly around his neck, he craddled me in his arms. I dropped wet, but he still held me me in his arms. He sat us down on the edge of the fountain.

He pulled his phone out handing it to me. "Call your mom." I dialed the number and waited for her to puck up.

"Hello," she answered after the second ring.

"I want to go home," I said lowly, trying to maintain a steady voice.

"Rhiyanne?" I sighed, resting my head on Jace's chest.

"Yeah, can you just come and get me," I asked rubbing my head.

"Mmhm, where's Carmelo?" I frowned at the mention of him.

"I don't know, the last time I saw him, we argued and shots were fired. He called me a B word. So I left him. He's so rude to me. Why is he my problem? I fumed.

"Okay calm down. Who's phone are you calling from? Why aren't you in class?"

"This is Jace's phone, and I'm in lunch. Can you please just come get me?" I pleaded, tired of the interrogation.

"Be there in a few." I passed Jace his phone with a barely audible, "thank you."

I took into notice how I was seated on his lap, and how my head rested against his chest.

"You know we could stay friends if you allow me to kiss you on the regular," he segussted.

My frown deepened, "stop talking to me."

Jace sighed before saying, "so you and Achilles?" I groaned, but said nothing.

"Okay Rhiyanne, I'm well aware of your wants. I'm also aware of what's in your best interest. You don't need to be with me, because in all honesty I'm no good for you. If we put a label on 'this', whatever it is, you'll end up getting hurt. I don't want to hurt you. I rather be around you, and have you in my life as a friend than not having you at all."

I rolled my eyes at his words, "just shut up," I replied hoarsely.

"There's a reason people put labels on relationships, because it serves as a boundary. And from how I see it, I can't talk to anyone intimately besides you, but you can talk to whomever you please?"

"Exactly." My eyes widen in disbelief.

"Wait. No, thats not what I meant," he said reassuringly.

"Why do you keep kissing me," I inquired, having enough of the previous conversation.

He groaned, "because I like kissing you. I would do more if you allowed me," he confessed. I was so glad he couldn't see my face because I'm certain my cheeks were rosy red.

"I'm coming over today, after my game," he told me. "You won't be let in by me." He sighed, "we haven't achieve anything."

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