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"I cannot believe it!" I burst once Austin and I were in the safety of his room. "That bitch has some nerve coming in and saying sh*t like that. You know once I get near her I'll..."

I punched the wall to bent my frustration. It was a real challenge to stay calm back down there when there were badmouthing me like that, and even more when Marissa continued to flirt with Austin on the way out. But I had to. The consequences would have been far worse than I could imagine if I had decided to act on my impulses.

That knowledge, however, didn't make things easier.

"Agh! And Marissa! That slut!" sitting down on the edge of the bed, I placed my hands over my lap. "I'm going to break her nose again when I see her"

"Are you still into cage-fighting?" Austin said out of the blue.

I looked up at him, confusion clearly written all over my face. He was leaning against the closet's door looking at me expectantly.

"Wha-why?" I said, my mood changing drastically.

"Just wondering how exactly that kind of thing is" he answered, his eyes looked at the floor frowning.

"I haven't go there for a couple of weeks, it wasn't a good idea"

"Why?"

"Because I couldn't focus on it for to long" I answered as a matter or fact. "It would've sucked a lot to get my ass kicked again, specially when-"

I abruptly shut my mouth before saying something really stupid, but Austin understood it anyways.

"When what?" He asked, a suspicious glint in those beautiful brown eyes of his.

"When I..." I tried to think of some lie to tell him, but instead I just stay quiet.

It was his turn to break the eye contact, but I got to see anger in his eyes before he looked away.

"I was right then..." he murmured, apparently more to him self than to me.

His voice sounded cold and distant, and at that second something seemed to squeeze my heart.

There it was. Again.

I had tried to ignore it, but now I realized it was futile. Every time I touched him, or just looked at him there was this pull, driving me to him and igniting something deep within me. This thing whatever it was made me worry for this guy. I wanted to make sure he was happy and had everything he needed, otherwise I felt...empty, in pain. It was really stupid, but I just couldn't help it. And what scared me the most was that I wanted to be near him, in his arms and let him kiss me all the time.

Thing was I felt that every time I was near him.

His eyes finally met mine, and man that look made weak at the knees. Thank God I was sitting down.

Is that jealousy I see in his eyes?

"What's wrong?" I asked, my voice came out in a weak whisper.

Standing up, I walked towards him, my hand reached his face, but he brushed it off like the contact burned him.

"Don't try to deny it" his once cheerful chocolate eyes were filled with anger "Man, how could I've been so stupid to think it was different"

"What are you talking about?"

"Would you stop playing stupid!" he yelled as he grabbed something from his desk and threw it to the wall behind me.

"Don't you fucking yell at me, you asshole!" I yelled back. No way this little ass is going to disrespect me and get away with it "I have no fucking idea what the fuck you are talking about, so you better explain it to me"

With clenched fists by his sides, he walked towards me.

"Ethan Ronan" he said, his face a couple of inches away from mine, those eyes turning darker with anger. "Don't come here and lie to my face, Emma. It's because of him, isn't it? Why you've been so sad, and different. Why you escaped your house? Because he dumped your ass? Again?"

"What?! No!" as shock left my system anger replaced it "You idiot! That's not the reason."

"Then what is it?!"

"It's because of you!" I finally exploded.

It was his time to be shocked.

"What?"

"It was because of you, you asshole. I didn't want to go to fight because I couldn't focus." at last my eyes looked away from his, my voice lower "You was all I could think about."

That wasn't the whole truth,but it was an important part of it, at least.

The room grew quiet suddenly, and then I felt his fingers on my chin as he lifted my face to look at him. And it was then that I felt his lips on mine in a sweet and tender kiss.

"I'm sorry" he whispered as he broke the kiss briefly "I'm such a jerk"

I smiled and kissed him again.

And like the other times I had kissed this man, a fire deep within me was ignited. It started at the center of my chest and spread all over my body, leaving me a little dizzy.

This was something I have never felt before, and it scared me a little. It made me feel vulnerable. But I didn't seem to care.

He broke the kiss, but kept me closed by placing one hand on my hip, with the other he placed a strand of hair behind my hear and looked at me with so much intensity that I thought I was going to melt at his feet.

"I think..." he said, sounding breathless.

I waited for him to continue, my heart beating fast.

"I think I might be falling in love for you" he said after a while.

I smiled sadly at him.

"How can you love someone like me?"that came out of my mouth before I could restrain my self.

He frowned in confusion

"Why would you ask that?"

"Because" I tried to control the emotion in my voice, but to no avail "I'm so broken. I'm not a good person. I've done many things. Bad things, that I'm not proud of. And you are such a gentle person. You deserve someone better"

He then smiled at me, a powerful emotion, which I couldn't name, made its way to his eyes.

"I don't care about the things you've done. I love you for who you are. Emma you're such a strong woman. After everything you've been through, you are still standing. And for that I admire you" He caress my cheek with his knuckles. "You have been taking care of you self long enough, you don't have to keep doing it anymore. I'm here. Let me protect you and love you."

"How can you be so sure? What about your parents? They're not going to let you be with me. And my mother?"

"I don't care about them. I know that as long as I'm have you by my side nothing else matters"

That's when I knew it.

I would follow this boy to hell and back. He was the only good thing I had in my life and if he wanted me in his life everything was going to be alright.

Following my impulses I kissed him hard and when I let go I smiled at him.

"I love you, Austin Stone".

He smiled back.

"I love you too, Emma Stewart".

I knew that there were certain things that I had to solve before I moved on my life with Austin. And to be honest that was going to be a hard task.

But I knew that it was going to be worth it.

-*-

I'm so sorry for the really long wait. I just started university and it's been a hell of a semester.

I promise I will update more frequently.

The end is close!!

Thanks you all for reading and supporting this short novel. You are amazing.

I'm really sorry for any mistakes you can find.

Love, Ria.

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