Hey all! Hope you enjoyed that loooong break between posts to keep you anxious! Here it is!
Chapter Ten:
"I want to say I'm sorry." He said his eyes red. "I was going to ask your help during school, but I saw you on the front step."
"You raped my sister, and you want my help." I asked, dumbfounded.
"Yes. You're the only one who could get her to listen to me. I need to begin...making amends to people. I-Including you."
He took a wavering breath. And then he kissed me.
He kissed me softly, conveying a need, not lust. His lips parted, and his tongue gained entrance to my mouth. He tasted like strawberries, but the flavor of vodka shone through as well, do to his drinking. I gently pushed him off of me.
"Christian?!" I asked incredulously.
"I've always been this way, Alex. In love with you. Then you went and hooked Scott and I knew there was no way for me to compete for your affection and well... I resented it. I made your life a living hell, and I'm sorry. I know you and Scott love each other, and I'm not going to come between you. I just wanted one kiss."
"Scott and I broke up. He's history." I said brusquely
"What?!" Christian said amazed. His brown eyes shone with confusion and...hope?
"Yeah, he dumped me like the whore I am." I said roughly, trying not to care.
"WHAT. You're not a whore 'Lex. You're amazing. He's an idiot for leaving you."
I started to cry.
"Oh God, what is happening to me! He left me! Like a piece of fucking garbage!"
I screamed, as I threw myself onto the bed, yelling and tearing at the sheets like a beast trapped in a net. Christian grabbed me.
"Shhh...It's okay. Quiet, I'm here, you're gonna be alright."
He rocked me softly, his strong arms encircling me just like Scott's used to. I curled into him, taking in his scent of expensive cologne and masculine smell. I could get used to this. Wait, what the fuck is going on?!"
"Let's get you a drink."
Christian carefully lifted me off the bed, and led me downstairs into the roaring mass of people. He poured me vodka into a red plastic cup, and then mixed it with lemonade.
"Here ya go."
I sipped my drink, as he led me back to the master bedroom. We traveled through the elegant hallways filled with intoxicated teenagers groping the opposite (and sometimes the same) sex.
"My parents are in London, doing research on plant cells." Christian said. "They'll be gone for another year."
"Wow." I said quietly, "That must be hard."
"So...do you want to crash here for a while?" Christian asked. "Just till you can get back on your feet..."
"I guess. Thanks man."
"No problem."
I know, I KNOW it's short but im busy :)
-- -Xander