Our faces were inches apart, her lower lips trembled and I could feel her nervous state.
I loved my lips closer and, lashed it on hers.
Damn it!
She tasted like strawberry.
At first, she was shocked and didn't return the kiss. Later, she reciprocated. She wrapped her hands around my neck, opened her mouth to give me more access, and stick her tongue into mine.
Damn it!
Her tongue in my mouth gave me the whole sensation I ever wanted. Her finger rolling my hair and pinching each strand from my skull.
”Damn..”
I moaned, my hand cradled her waist.
Suddenly, she withdrew from me. Her face held a shocked expression.
”I'm... I'm so sorry...”
She apologized like it was her fault. Before I could respond to her or get closer, she ran away. I turned in the direction she took, she went too fast that I couldn't even trace her.
”Damn it!”
I cursed.
I wished I had held her hand, I didn't want her to leave. It was the first time I felt something different with a woman.
The way she was scared at first, her tentative behavior. The way she held my hair in her finger, her tongue in my mouth.
Damn it! It was a different kind of feeling.
It took the howling of the night breeze to cut me off my thought. I really wanted that girl back, I really thought she would come back, however, she didn't.
I walked back to the guys, Anjelo was with a girl —they were making out.
I stood the drink beside the fire center and sat on one of the fallen trees opposite Anjelo and his new fling.
I stood a sip outta my drink and crossed my leg. I picked a cigarette from the pack box beside me, I smoked it in and puffed out the smoke into the air.
Some girls are just a fucking slut, she knew I was around and she wouldn't stop making out with Angelo.
”Hey bitch!”
I called and gestured my head to her.
She released herself from Anjelo and looked at me seductively. The fire flashed through her white teeth.
” Scram!”
I ordered.
She was surprised at my outburst, she stood on her feet quickly and took to her heels.
”What was that for?!”
Angelo snapped. He walked closer to me and snatched the cigarette from my lips.
Damn it! This dude and snatching.
”Do you know how hard It was to make that girl kiss me?”
He uttered seriously waiting for me to guess. Seeing j didn't budge, he answered;
”Ten minutes! Ten freaking minutes!!”
He yelled.
Fuck it!
I used to think just like that, I thought getting a girl to kiss me real fast made her cheap. However, with that girl, I felt different with her.
”Dude, can you fuck it? I'm tryna think”
I puffed out another round of smoke, stared at the fire, and wished the girl would come back.
DIMPLE'S P.O.V
I couldn't believe it. Austin actually kissed me?! No, I was definitely dreaming. The way he talked to me, held my hand and... And... Kissed me?!
No, it was definitely a dream. His lips were so soft and they tasted like milk; sweet and calm. A ravishing taste that lasts forever.
You know when you kiss someone you simply forget what he was like. This was literally different, I remembered every one of his lips in my mouth.
The way he held my waist and brought me closer to his hard chest. I couldn't believe it all so I disengaged and chose to run away — I was nervous.
Now, I regretted that I did. I should have enjoyed the moment as Emily. I didn't tell him my name because I know he hated me, if I did, he would push me away which was the last thing I wanted.
”Heyyyyy girl....”
The familiar girly voice sounded behind me. However, I noticed her slurred voice.
Turning to her, her walking step wasn't balanced. She was held by a guy who looked drunk as well.
”Heyyyyyy beautiful!”
She yelled unpleasantly, I found it annoying but she was cute anyway.
I walked closer to them, collected her from the guy who was drunk and tired as well. I really prayed that they hadn't made out or he hadn't taken advantage of her.
Good thing I knew how to drive a car. As I drove, I smiled each time I thought about the kiss with Austin, it was the best thing that had ever happened to me.
Disrupting my thought was my annoying ringing tone, I didn't change the original phone ringing tone. Yes, you're right, I never got an iPhone.
I wished I could. However, my dad had never given me the opportunity to. Although, he was one of the richest men on earth.
Seeing the caller ID, my heart bust for joy. It was my mother, she hardly called me because of my dad. He collected her phone and decline her access to anybody or the internet.
My mother has been nothing but a good wife but my dad never appreciated her for once. Just because he was forced to marry her didn't mean he shouldn't care for her once.
It was the same reason I ran away from home, I couldn't bring myself to marry someone I didn't love or who didn't love me. I didn't want to become my mother.
”Hey mom”
My voice sounded. I did a U-turn.
Her voice sounded shaky on the other end. I was very scared, I didn't know what dad had done again.
”What did he do now mom?”
I asked. My voice was laced with venom. I wished I could do something worst to the man but I couldn't. Aside from the fact that he was my dad, he was one of the richest men on earth.
”He...he... Didn't do anything. Baby, please don't come back. I don't want you to get married for money as I did. Don't... I don't want you to suffer like me”
Tears mixed with laughter escaped her lips. As I drove, tears fell off my face as well. I wished I could pull her into a hug, however, I couldn't.
Tears fell off my face, my hand shivered against the wheels, I couldn't take it. As I wanted to talk, I heard the familiar voice roared over the phone, however, the voice was distinct.
I knew my dad was behind her. Before my mom ended the call, I heard her rough breathing and I felt how scared she was.
”Damn it!”
I cursed and hit the wheel frustratedly.
Before my mom ended the call, I heard her rough breathing and I felt how scared she was. ”Damn it!” I cursed and hit the wheel frustratedly. However, Stephanie uttered inaudible gibberish from her slumber. I didn't have time for her. Luckily, I was home already, I pulled over and took Stephanie inside. Fortunately, Austin wasn't back yet, I didn't want him to see me in the blonde wig. My natural hair is short and styled like a guy's. I prefer short styles to long hair. I pushed Stephanie to the bed, she rolled over and circles her hand around her body like she was cold. I found the duvet, covered her body well then resumed to remove the wig off my head. I tried as much as possible to yank it off. However, All my effort was futile as it wouldn't come off. Dang, it!
”Emily!” I yelled and ran out of my seat. I ran towards her, my excitement knew no bounds. I couldn't believe I met her, I thought I had lost the chance of ever meeting her. As soon as I got out, I didn't find her again. I looked through the narrow way she followed, I didn't see anyone. I looked at the other side again, I didn't find anyone. I was disappointed as well as angry. Where could she have gone just now?! Damn! I walked back into the class to meet Anjelo. He looked at me like a clown wondering why I ran out in that manner. ”I met a girl...” I started as I sat down. ”Oh, she pretty?” He asked and faced me. A smile popped on his face. 
I wiped the tears that gathered in my face and stopped a taxi that would take me back home. Home to another Austin problem. As I entered the taxi, I laid my head on the window and looked out. The streets had yellow beaming light which made the street light up in the dark. Tears gathered in my eyes, I shouldn't be crying but my dad was very mean. He hated me even before I was born. After I was born, he made me suffer. He would make me skip meals anything I did something wrong. I was just five when my father made it mandatory for me to stop playing and face school work and his office work. He would hit me anytime I did something wrong. That added to the reason I started wearing baggy clothes. One day, he dragged my hair until strands of it fell to the floor. I cut my hair short after that day and vowed to never keep
I removed the bottle and bent over coughing my lungs out. No, I must be dreaming. It was not what I saw. I raised my head again and... Yes, I wasn't dreaming. It was really what I saw. My eyes almost fell out of their sockets, I trailed my eyes through the white short, which led to the broad chest which had ink on them. His naked arm had flowers like tattoos on them as well. I trailed them to his damp hair, water dripped down his enchanting chest which could sweep any girl by her feet. My eyes met his cold face, he looked at me like he was going to strangle me. I didn't dare look back at his shirtless upper region which made my stomach develop invisible butterflies. “Quit staring at me and fuck off!“ He snapped and walked past me to the refrigerator. I couldn't turn around but I heard the flicking sound of the bottle he sent to hi
They think I dress this way because I wanted to. It was because I had no option. I had no option but to cover my hidden scars and skin! I didn't want to cry, it would be useless too. It was not the first time I would be bullied or insulted. It happened to me in high school, I just didn't expect it in college. I walked to class. Thankfully, Austin didn't have the same class as me this time. Although, he is still in general. No, I just think he avoids me/class. As I entered the class, I saw a pair of hands waving at me in the sky. I traced the hand to the familiar brunette hair and the golden ring on the top of her nose. I smiled back at her and walked to the seat beside her. Stephanie is fair-skinned, skinny, and pretty with plumpy red lips. “Hey babe,&ldquo
I was really happy I would be able to see my mom and talk to her especially now with the act my father pulled. Stephanie was able to get me a ticket that would leave Los Angeles to New York City where my father's house is. I moved that far because of my father. I and my mom agreed to meet at a nearby restaurant. She would tell my dad she needed to buy some drugs because she was feeling sick. I hoped he would let her out of the house. After almost eight hours, I got to New York City which made me smile. The normal hustle and bustle of the city got me like always. I took my phone out of my side bag and decided to call my mother. It rang repeatedly and she didn't pick up. I looked at my phone in a worried manner. I looked around for a cafe I could seat for the main time. I texted the
Isabella fell to the floor weakly, there goes the man she loved her whole life, he was going to hurt her daughter — Their daughter... ***** Dimple's P.O.V I was scared to death, my dad stood at the door opposite me scanning around. I was very sure he was looking for me but I wondered how he knew I was in New York. Suddenly, he began to walk towards me and his bodyguards followed closely behind him. I was so damn scared when he got closer and stood in front of me. He bent to my level and I quickly docked my head in fear, my hands were already shaking and it felt like I would fall from the fear that was in my heart. ”Dad...” I called shakily. ”Lily, why are you here. Didn't you arrive at school yesterday?” He talked sweetly. Wait, was it my father that ta
After I got down, Gregor bowed to me but I didn't care. I ran to the house in search of my mother. When I entered the house, what I saw shocked me. I was so shocked that I almost fell, my eyes widened. I couldn't control the rage in my eyes when I saw my mother kneeling on the floor with a blonde woman with an oval and delicate face standing and hitting her with the heels she wore. How dare she hit my mother?! No matter who she was, I will never watch her hit by her mother! I yelled and ran to the scene. However, before I could say a word. The woman pulled me closer and held my hand passionately. ”Lily? Why are you back? I knew you would be scared of leaving me for college!” She uttered and pulled me into a hug. I was still in shock. Why the fuck was everyone calling me "Lily"?! She disengaged from me after noticing my stif
"Huh, do I know you?" Lily Grey asked. Lily feigned innocence even though she knew Austin Crawford very well. He was indeed very famous among the girls and since she arrived at school every girls has been talking about him. When Austin confirmed that it was the lady from that night, he quickly pulled her into a hug and touched her hair slightly. Although Lily didn't understand, she hugged him back and felt like she was lucky. Angelo just watched the scene, he smiled thinking his friend was being dramatic. **** Dimple grey sat on the couch and did her assignment. Suddenly, and idea popped into her mind as she couldn't stop thinking about Austin. She thought that she should tell him she was the lady who he hissed and has been bumping into all these while. When she thought about this, she smiled and continued her work. Just th
I didn't think I was the only one that saw it. However, when Austin stood up and walked to her. It confirmed my theory. She was really lily, my father's other daughter. My stepsister who looked a little like me. DIMPLES'S P.O.V I dilated my eyes at the spot she was. When I looked at the direction well. I noticed i was just hallucinating. The girl who walked into the cafeteria only had blonde hair with no blue ends and she looked nothing like me. I blinked my eyes twice. It must have been because I was thinking about home too much. I sat back then looked at Austin, he stood up truly and he was walking towards me. My heart began to beat very fast. I didn't know what to do but I knew I was looking at him. His black eyes was very beautiful and glis
Before he could hold my hand, I stood up and ran away again. I was scared he would know it me and hate me all over again. Is it not better to be his mystery girl Like this than hate me as a real person? DIMPLES' P.O.V Arriving home, I removed the wig and tossed it aside. I laid on the bed and stared at the white ceiling. I was thinking about Austin, maybe I shouldn't have run. But if I didn't, he would know I am it's me and hate me all over again which I didn't want. I don't think revealing who I am is the best to do at this point. Especially when he hates me. I will just be his mysterious girl until I dare to tell him who I am. I laid on my side and slept off not without thinking about my mom. I prayed my dad wouldn't hurt her. I prayed she would be okay and strong for me.
”I will kill that bitch and her mother!!” Klause yelled as he ran upstairs. Dimple's P.O.V ”I will kill the bitch and her mother!” I heard the voice faintly in my sleep. I opened my eyes, I knew I wasn't dreaming because the voice was as real as the blood running through my veins. I raised my body off the bed, my mom had laid me on the bed when I slept off. Speaking of my mom, she wasn't beside me, rather, she stood at the door pinching the door handle and preparing her mind for my dad's appearance. My mom had always been scared of my dad, she loved him too much and still respected him even after everything he had done to her. I stood from the bed and walked to her. She turned to me frantically, tear
After I got down, Gregor bowed to me but I didn't care. I ran to the house in search of my mother. When I entered the house, what I saw shocked me. I was so shocked that I almost fell, my eyes widened. I couldn't control the rage in my eyes when I saw my mother kneeling on the floor with a blonde woman with an oval and delicate face standing and hitting her with the heels she wore. How dare she hit my mother?! No matter who she was, I will never watch her hit by her mother! I yelled and ran to the scene. However, before I could say a word. The woman pulled me closer and held my hand passionately. ”Lily? Why are you back? I knew you would be scared of leaving me for college!” She uttered and pulled me into a hug. I was still in shock. Why the fuck was everyone calling me "Lily"?! She disengaged from me after noticing my stif
Isabella fell to the floor weakly, there goes the man she loved her whole life, he was going to hurt her daughter — Their daughter... ***** Dimple's P.O.V I was scared to death, my dad stood at the door opposite me scanning around. I was very sure he was looking for me but I wondered how he knew I was in New York. Suddenly, he began to walk towards me and his bodyguards followed closely behind him. I was so damn scared when he got closer and stood in front of me. He bent to my level and I quickly docked my head in fear, my hands were already shaking and it felt like I would fall from the fear that was in my heart. ”Dad...” I called shakily. ”Lily, why are you here. Didn't you arrive at school yesterday?” He talked sweetly. Wait, was it my father that ta
I was really happy I would be able to see my mom and talk to her especially now with the act my father pulled. Stephanie was able to get me a ticket that would leave Los Angeles to New York City where my father's house is. I moved that far because of my father. I and my mom agreed to meet at a nearby restaurant. She would tell my dad she needed to buy some drugs because she was feeling sick. I hoped he would let her out of the house. After almost eight hours, I got to New York City which made me smile. The normal hustle and bustle of the city got me like always. I took my phone out of my side bag and decided to call my mother. It rang repeatedly and she didn't pick up. I looked at my phone in a worried manner. I looked around for a cafe I could seat for the main time. I texted the
They think I dress this way because I wanted to. It was because I had no option. I had no option but to cover my hidden scars and skin! I didn't want to cry, it would be useless too. It was not the first time I would be bullied or insulted. It happened to me in high school, I just didn't expect it in college. I walked to class. Thankfully, Austin didn't have the same class as me this time. Although, he is still in general. No, I just think he avoids me/class. As I entered the class, I saw a pair of hands waving at me in the sky. I traced the hand to the familiar brunette hair and the golden ring on the top of her nose. I smiled back at her and walked to the seat beside her. Stephanie is fair-skinned, skinny, and pretty with plumpy red lips. “Hey babe,&ldquo
I removed the bottle and bent over coughing my lungs out. No, I must be dreaming. It was not what I saw. I raised my head again and... Yes, I wasn't dreaming. It was really what I saw. My eyes almost fell out of their sockets, I trailed my eyes through the white short, which led to the broad chest which had ink on them. His naked arm had flowers like tattoos on them as well. I trailed them to his damp hair, water dripped down his enchanting chest which could sweep any girl by her feet. My eyes met his cold face, he looked at me like he was going to strangle me. I didn't dare look back at his shirtless upper region which made my stomach develop invisible butterflies. “Quit staring at me and fuck off!“ He snapped and walked past me to the refrigerator. I couldn't turn around but I heard the flicking sound of the bottle he sent to hi