Back from the Dead

Chapter 17- Loving Him, Hating Me

Chapter 17

I was frozen. I've forgotten how to kiss. How to feel. How to love. But as soon as he pulled me closer to him, it was like he turned on a switch in my head. My lips reacted to his in sync, like they had done it millions of times before.

Because they have.

I sighed and leaned in to deepen the kiss.

What was I doing? Just moments ago I was worrying about putting everyone in danger. Despite my misgivings, I couldn't bring myself to pull away from him. Not again.

I was scared though. For the first time in a long time, I was terrified. Blake made me feel like the reckless girl I used to be. He made me feel alive, almost human, again.

As if he sensed my hesitation, he deepened the kiss even more; if it was even possible.

Apparently it was.

The kiss blocked out the entire world. It was just us. And we belonged right where we were. It felt like the most right thing I could possibly be doing in the world at this moment.

A sudden scream made me pull back from the kiss. My defenses were automatically up as I stood in front of Blake in a defensive manner. My eyes scanned my surroundings noting acceptable escape roots and possible weapons.

My eyes landed on an excitable Carina. I rolled my eyes when I realized that the scream had come from her.

"Oh my god! You told him, didn't you?" Carina squealed. "I told you that you could do it! It's great that he knows because now you guys can get back-"

"Carina." I was quick to cut her off. I felt my breathing become more constricted as I realized how much she had already given away.

"Tell me what?" Blake looked confused.

Carina seemed to catch up on what was going on. "Oh- um- nothing, I just- um- I- um- thought she told you that- um- that-"

My mind was quickly scrambling for a way to save Carina's slip-up. "That I like you."

I mentally cursed at Carina, blaming her for everything.

The words were past my lips before I could comprehend what I had just said. When I realized what I had just opened up to the public, I froze. I watched Blake to gage his reaction. Behind Carina, Mark and Charlie walked out of the bar just as Blake said the four words that I least expected.

"I love you too." He said with a smile that reached his eyes. I felt my heart melt at the words I'd never thought I'd ever hear him direct at me.

I felt my drain of color and my heart suddenly seemed to think that it belonged out of my chest as I realized what was truly happening. My heart was pounded against my ribcage at an alarming pace. I heard Carina gasp as, she too, processed what exactly Blake had replied with.

"Holy fuck. What the hell did we miss?" Mark cussed.

I watched as the black-haired, green-eyed boy walked through the crowd of high school students to where I was sitting.

I was currently sitting at a picnic table that was tucked neatly in the corner of the school's property. I always liked this table. It gave me good visibility in all directions.

And given what I was about to do, I felt this place was much more appropriate than our willow tree.

My fingers tapped on the table as I thought about what I was about to do. How was I supposed to break up with him? I couldn't tell him the truth even if I wanted to. He would never believe "I accepted a high paying job as an assassin for a secret organization so I'm going to go fake my death now." Steve had even told me to break up with him. He thought it would bring more closure to the both of us that way.