My heart sank as I watched his retreating figure, he didn't respond, and his silence sliced through me in ways I never expected before. It was not that I expected him to, but a part of me hoped he would, and remembering how his features were so badly contorted that I could immediately feel all the anger and pain he felt made my eyes leak the more. But why would he even feel pain? I wiped my cheeks furiously, my eyes wouldn't stop leaking, and somehow, I felt more broken than I had in a while. He was not supposed to have this kind of effect on me, yet he did. And it was both confusing and tiring all at once. The strangeness of our relationship was something I could not explain, something I doubted anyone would understand unless they felt the pull I felt toward him. I suddenly wished to be anywhere but here. Why did Mac bring me here anyway? I closed my eye and allowed the cool night breeze to still my heart and bring my overflowing emotions together, The party was still going on.
Mac was kissing me. For a few minutes, it sounded made up, like something I could only imagine but never fully live, And it was hot and sweet and nothing like I ever imagined. Who knew all his hostility could amount to this? I had never for once imagined that things would come to this, no matter how much I wanted it. And yet, it was here, and it was happening somehow. He inserted his tongue gently into my mouth and sucked my lower lip deeply. I stifled a moan. Was any of this real? Was Mac really kissing me? The chorus of desire that was stirred in my belly was not enough evidence to show how real this was; neither were the goosebumps that colored my arms or the fact that my entire body was burning with desire, and it was driving me crazy. I hugged him so tightly because I wanted him to be everywhere and without any space between us at all. Who would have thought? And yet it was happening right now and in front of at least a hundred people. The thought sent me reeling from him in
The next morning came like a fresh dose of reality reminding me of all the mistakes I made previously. Or could I really count it as a mistake? I didn't know. I mean, it was a kiss between me and my mate. As if she somehow knew, Amanda pestered me for details of what occurred the night before but I couldn't bring myself to answer the question because I was also asking the same. No matter how badly I wanted to do that. Because what was that all about? Why did Mac change into a different person overnight? Did things really work that way? I couldn't wait for school to begin so I could move away from here to clear my head. Because things were rapidly going down the hill, or maybe I was speaking less of it. Things had already gone down the hill. By the time a new week rolled in, I wanted nothing more than to go to school and speak to Lola. Who knew I would miss her as much as I did I couldn't help but admit that I needed her chatty words and perspective right now, or else I would lose m
By the time the school resumption rolled in, I was elated to explore and indulge in the change it would offer at the moment. Other than Mac’s excessive gestures, on the other hand, I had heard nothing from Lucas and I was trying not to think too much of it. One of the reasons for that was because of late I had been having the nagging feeling that if I didn't do anything to show Mac that I could be useful, he might go back to being the mean and unfeeling person I knew him as.And as cruel and foolish as this might sound, I couldn't afford to do that. I had gotten too used to this newfound softness that going back to the cold wild would break me beyond my ability to heal. or at least it was what I thought.Coupled with the fact that things were getting more serious with us by the day, the kiss had gone far and wild to the extent that Father had heard of it which was both mortifying and calming because at least in my defense he is my mate so we did nothing wrong but then it had given ev
In a flash, Lola was over at my side and crushing me with her feeble weight while I laughed it off and hugged her back.I did miss her, and I wanted nothing more than for us to resume our cycle and actually give each other all the tea on what happened during the break. On my part there were things I was dying to tell her, things that included Mac's sudden change of attitude. "You must have been so anxious, getting here so early" Lola glanced at the wristwatch on her hand, then offered me a small smile. She knew me too much. "Only anxious to see you," I teased. Then I went over to help her lift her things into the room. "I see you've learned my way of expression" She grinned and threw her bag at me. I dodged it and laughed "One can only live with you for so long until they adopt all your habits." Only Lola would come back with several bags of clothes and yet take an hour every morning to find something suitable for the day. The girl was the most unique person I'd met. After we bo
The message came in just as I unlocked my phone. I stared at it in unbelief. It read 'what time are you free tommorow?'I gasped.The fact that he wanted to see me despite everything I thought showed me that once again Lola was right about everything... Well almost everything. But other than that, I couldn't shake off the fact that I thought he knew my schedule and this was merely formality. I was almost so certain of it. "Was that a message from him? What does it say?" Lola rushed over at once and had a gigantic smile on her face the moment she read the same words that I did.We had no lectures tommorow because it was resumption week and that meant that people would resume almost every single day of the week so lectures officially began next week. I was free the whole day. But did I really want to tell him that? The thought of spending the entire day with him or around his confines made me jittery in a way that felt wrong. And I wasn't sure of my confidence in myself to keep mys
Lola noticed the shift in my mood immediately. From the look of things, it seemed Charles did too because the moment I looked away he reached for my hand but on reflex I deflected it. My thoughts were swirling around in a confused motion and I couldn't decide what to believe or what not to believe. Maybe I was simply overthinking but it was crazy to think of what was happening. Was it even possible? A fresh string of rage hit me once more. Did he really fool me by keeping me for so long in the dark?Would Lucas do this to me? Was I nothing but a plaything to them? someone they could conveniently deceive and go Scott-free?I took another step back and placed my hands on my head in pretense."Um, you know what? You guys can go ahead without me, I suddenly developed a splitting headache and it hurts like hell to move" I lied. "Are you okay?" Lola piped, her concern shining through her voice and her scrunched-up face so much that I felt instantly guilty for lying to her and making her w
I didn't know who ended the call but at the moment I couldn't bring myself to care at all. Tears flowed from my eyes on their own accord and it didn't give me a reason to know if they were worth it or if they were not.It hurt that my one friend other than Lola was nothing but a bodyguard all along. Showing up at the most random places and acting like our meeting was purely coincidental. It stung like hell. But looking at it in hindsight I could see how perfectly orchestrated the whole thing was, even though at the moment I had written it off as nothing but a mere coincidence, Was anything even real? The night we met, he said he had been out and running too, but was that the truth? How many of our encounters have been premeditated and planned but painted to me as a coincidence which I happily bought into?My heart stung at the thought. Once more, ir suddenly made so much sense why I was paired with Lucas for the Alumni event. Because of what I knew now, I also knew that it really was