Chapter7

#Chapter7

ANIYAH POV

An aching pain pinched my sore knee and elbow. I groaned out. Even though my eyes were still shut tight, I could still feel the sun's warmth against my skin. Moving away from the light, I rolled over. Plush and soft, I wrapped the blankets around me to hide from the cool, circulating central air. My face hidden, I inhaled the warming scent of the fresh cotton and uncanny perfume.

Wait..

Where the hell am I at?

Snatching the blankets from over my face. My eyes fighting the light for the opportunity to see, I noticed my surroundings.

I shot up out of the bed.

Bad idea.

Hangover.

I dropped back down onto the mattress and grabbed my now throbbing head.

Maybe I should try this again, but slower.

I opened my eyes back up to take in the room once more, hopefully to find a clue to tell me where I was. Spotting some familiar spiked high heels from last night on the floor, I knew where I was.

Keira?

I guess becoming used to Kiera wearing 'bad girl' clothes like spiked heels, cut up jeans, boots, and dark makeup, with the 'bad girl' attitude, I expected her room to match her appearance.

However, this room did not describe that at all. It was a light green color with white curtains. The floor was covered in a wall-to-wall white carpet. The bed was topped with a white and green canopy and sky-blue sheets.

I looked down at myself. I went to analyze myself.

Nope, I'm fine.

Well except for the red mark where Keira had super gripped my arm and the throbbing pain in my knee and elbow from when I had got knocked down.

Damn that girl.

I noticed my purse on the nightstand. Digging through it, I found my travel flats.

Instead of putting on my heels from last night, I decided my flats were better. Bracing myself for the hard part, which was standing with a killer hangover, I planted my feet and got up.

I was grateful that I the room did not become a sickening carnival ride.

I grabbed my purse and my heels off the floor, stepped out the room, and headed down the nearby spiral staircase.

Walking down the many stairs, I could hear the little voices coming from a nearby room.

"You don't know if she's your mate or not!" A girl's voice based. “It was so many people there last night.”

It was Keira's voice I could tell.

"Keira I'm not stupid, I know she is. Who the hell else could I be smelling?" A male's voice responded. His voice was deep yet low, calm even after Keira's pitched voice.

"Look I like her, she's my friend. I have a feeling you will scare her off, so I suggest you stay away for a little while."

"No. She is mine!!" The sound of his voice had increased.

It should have scared Keira. SHIT, it scared me.

"Ugh fine asshole. But if you do something stupid or if this is a way of getting what you want, I swear" She was saying before she silenced herself. "Niyah?"

OH SHIT!

I entered the room of total awkwardness. Walking deeper into the room, they left me in a state of confusion.

The guy who was staring at me at the club?

Well, he is very cute in the light might I add.

I stared at him. He stared at me for a few seconds before shifting his eyes down to my body. He was careless about hiding the grin that spread across his face.

Wow is he eye fucking me?

With last night resurfacing in my mind, I grew nervous remembering how he nearly hospitalized a guy.

"Hey, um can-can you give me a ride?" I stuttered out, a little embarrassed that I ease dropped in their conversation.

"I can give you-" The guy began to say.

"No, I'll give you a ride." Keira cut in before he could finish his statement. She reached down to grab her keys up from the table.

Before she could grab her keys from the tabletop, the boy grabbed her arm. His face a little sour, he huffed at her.

Weird. okay, it is getting awkward again.

Finishing their like animals fighting for the prey, Keira looked away and sighed.

"Aniyah, do you mind if he gives you a ride?" She glared at him. "I have a few things I need to tend to."

I MIND. But I just wanted to get home, and fast.

"No, its fine with me." I lied.

"Cool." A charming grin on his face, he snatched up his car keys.

I followed him into garage. Escorting me over to his vehicle, he opened the passenger door for me.

At Least he's a gentleman.

***********

Silence fell in the car, turning the smooth ride into an awkward one. Turn on the radio or something. Joyful that he did not bring up last night, I was fine with the quiet ride.

"I'm Jason by the way." Breaking the silence, he introduced himself, even though I did not ask.

Oh god, even his voice was sexy.

"Hi." I responded a little coldly. Keeping my head back, and eyes closed, I opted for more silence.

"So, where are you from?"

"Philadelphia." I wanted to keep this conversation short and simple.

"So, you like it here so far?"

"I guess."

I swear if I didn't have my seat belt on, I would have gone through the windshield. The car no longer moving, I shot him a dirty look.

"What the fuck!!" I snapped.

He was staring at me.

"Here's the deal, you answer my questions with a little more enthusiasm, the faster you get home." he cleared up. Amusement in his voice, I guess assuming he was winning this battle.

Fool.

"Sounds good but I have a better idea." Leaning over the arm rest, I whispered into his ear. "How about if you move this car in the next few seconds, I won't have a reason to tase you."

"Feisty." His eyes roamed across my frame.

Oh great! He's eye fucking me again.

It seemed like his eyes went from a pretty shade of green, to a darker shade. He turned away from me. Exhaling a deep breath, he put the car in gear before he pulled off.

I guess I win.

A exhilarating feeling of relief took over me once I we pulled up in front of my home. Desperate to end this awkward situation, I grabbed my shoes and purse.

"Thank you." I reached for the door handle to exit.

Without even the slightest warning, I was pulled back and greeted with lips against my very own.

I wanted to stop him. I wanted to scream at him. I wanted to shove my foot up his ass, but my body wouldn't let me. He felt so.....nice.

Oh god, even his lips felt sexy.

Dominating almost, his lips were pressed against mines. His lips were so soft and warm, sending wave after wave of electricity across my body. He wiggled his tongue around my mouth, struggling to gain entrance in my to mouth. I felt his hands roamed freely from my hair, down to my back, then to my butt. I felt him squeeze my ass in one hand and caress my thighs with the other.

He groaned against my lips. Struggling to deepen the kiss, I realized what I was doing. What the hell am I doing?

"Stop!" I snapped back into reality. Pushing from me, I questioned my stupid actions.

Tall and built physic made it almost impossible to move him away on my own.

He backed away from me. His eyes examined me. I was left sitting there in front of him, speechless and unsure what to do.

I did what my reaction told me to do.

I punched the shit out of him.

I watched as his facial expression went from lust to pure shock before he gripped his chin. Soon his face softened before he smiled as if my power punch did not even affect him.

Pretending to be disgusted by this confrontation, I exited the vehicle. Slamming the car door shut, I searched my purse for my house keys. Fucking pig I walked up the pathway to the front entrance way.

"We can’t wait forever." I heard his voice call out before he pulled off.

Sighing out as I entered the house, I dropped my keys onto the table before I scurried up to my bedroom.

What the hell is wrong with him? And who the hell is WE? Is this guy fucking crazy?'

My body in need of some sort of relaxation, I removed my clothing for a shower. Once out the shower, I slid some boy shorts on, a loose t-shirt, and then flopped down on my bed and began flicking through the channels.

I mentally prayed that a little television would take my mind away from the sudden kiss. Sadly, the kiss replayed in my head.

What made him do that? Who gave him the right to? I'm not one of those girls who probably allow him to do that. I must stay away from this guy.

I flicked through the channels and landed on my favorite cartoon, Gumball, hoping a little comedy would help.