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The Night of Engagement
“Jason,” Vanessa whispered. I could smell the alcohol in her
breath, but her smell was fainted.
“I . . . want you to stay with me tonight.” She whispered.
“Vanessa, sorry, I can’t. I have to go back down stairs/” I said,
untangling her arm from my neck.
She quickly fastened her arms and said, “But I want you . . . I
want you to sleep with me, for once.”
I sighed, “ . . . Fine,”
She smiled.
I pulled away and took off everything except for my b0xers.
I lay down next to her. The bed felt weird. It wasn’t like the couch
or the guest room bed.
Vanessa turned her face to face me. She slowly found my hand
and hold my hand.
I smiled. The sparks of course was coming cr@zy. I really want to
do it with her, but I know I couldn’t.
A few moments later, she quickly let go of my hand and sat up
and said, “My head hurts like cr@zy.”
I got up.
“You want a pill?” I asked her.
She stared at my chest.
“Shut up.” she whispered, “ . . . Are you still mad at me?”
“I don’t want you to be mad at me . . .” Vanessa said. She
wrapped an arm around my neck and started to play with the hair on my back of my neck.
I smirked.
“Jason?” Vanessa whispered. Vanessa ran her hand over my 8
packs. Her fingers were cool and it felt beautiful when she touches me like that.
“Yeah?” I asked, smirking.
“Be honest with me, ok?” she said.
I waited for her to speak.
“Than, tell me . . . Tell me, how much girls have you slept with . . .
in you whole life?” she asked.
I hesitated.
“Tell me.” She said.
“Three.” I lied.
“ . . . Lair. Fat Lair.” she said, whispered, smirking, “I said, ‘tell me
the truth.’”
“Fine . . . I’m going to be honest this time, I slept with eleven.” I said.
She studied me for a second, “Would you sleep with me?”
My eyes widened, not expecting her to ask that, “Yes.”
She leaned in and rested her head on the crook of my neck.
I smirked when I notice that she was inhaling my scent.
Having her being this close to me made my wolf go wild. If she
does anything more, my wolf would take over control and would do
things that I don’t dare do, yet.
“You know I really like your eyes; they are so beautiful – that
shade of green.” She said, lifting her head and putting her hand on the side of my neck.
I smirked at her as she took her other hand and run her hand
over my cheekbone.
She leaned in – she was so close to me, my wolf went cr@zier. I
pushed the uncontrolling feeling down, hoping that it could last a little longer.
“And I love your hair. The way they fall over your eyes when you
sleep . . . Remember once you sleep on my shoulders in the car,
when we were coming home from the hospital?” she asked, grinning.
She took her hand off of my neck and played with my hair.
My smirked grew just by hearing Vanessa admire what she thinks
is perfect about me. I knew that when she isn’t drunk, she would never say all of this.
“And you know what I love the most about you?” she asked,
rhetorically.
I waited for her answer.
“I really like . . . your lips.” She said, smiling, before her eyes
closed a little, leaning in closer to me.
I could feel my heart tug from her words.
She put an arm around my neck and my heart started to pick up.
She leaned in and kssed me. My stomach twist feeling her lips
agasint mine. I mined her lips along with mine. I can feel my wolf
taking control of me. I couldn’t stop myself from what I was doing.
What Vanessa was hypnotizing. My arm went around her neck and
my hand ran up her th!gh. I can feel her smile on my lips. My wolf
was about to be let free until my mind snapped back to reality and I
gently pushed Vanessa away from me.
I didn’t know who was more shocked, me or Vanessa.
“Ummm, Vanessa . . . why don’t you sleep for now, you’re
probably – ”
She pulled back and she opened her eyes.
What is your fcking problem? I was so close to marking her
as ours! My wolf exclaimed, getting furious.
She studied me before she leaned in again, about to kss me.
I turned my head so she kssed my cheeks.
She pulled away an inch, before reluctantly sit on the bed.
“Why didn’t you want to kss me?” she said, turning my head to
look at her in the eye. I can see that she was hurt, but I can’t do it or
else I would lose it.
“Vanessa, why don’t you sleep – ”
“Jason . . . Kss me, don’t you?”
I shook my head, “Look, Vanesa, I can do this – ”
“Am I not pretty enough?” Vanessa asked, loudly.
“No, Vanessa you are beauti -”
“Than why can’t you love me like you love those girls on your
bed?” she said even louder.
“Vanessa, listen, that was not – ”
“Or is it because you didn’t sleep with me before? Well, now I
want to sleep with you. I want to do it with you! . . . Am I not as s*xy
as . . . what’s her face, oh yeah, Brittany?” she asked and she pulled
down the zipper from the side of her dress and let it fall to the bed.
I could feel my cr0tch grow in my b0xers as my eyes roamed
over her whole body. She was just in her black str@pless br@ with a
black lacy p*nties – this was the first time I have seen Vanessa h@lf n@ked.
She moved closer to me, but I held her back. She wasn’t even
n@ked and I already feel hard.
“Do you want me to be like a slut? Everyone says that she is a slvt and a lot of boys like her . . . I bet you like her . . . But I don’t
want you to, I want you to be with me, sleep with me – Have you ever
slept with her before?” she asked and instantly memories fasted
back to me about Brittany.
I didn’t answer her.
“I hate you, you fat, jerkface.” She said, hitting my chest.
“Vanessa, we can talk tomorrow, why don’t – ”
“Jason, Jason, I feel sick . . . I feel like I want to throw up!” she said.
I widened my eyes and helped her out of bed. I led her to our bathroom and she threw up.
I handed her the tissue and she wiped her mouth.
She threw away the tissue and turned around to walk out of the bathroom.
“Are you feeling – ”
She collapsed on me.
I carried her to the bed.
I laid her down and pull the cover over her body.
“Jason . . . do you really want to get married?” she whispered
faintly.
I turned to her.
“Well, it’s really not an option if we are married or not.” I said,
scratching my head.
“I – I really don’t want to get marry.” she murmured, holding out
her hand to search for my hand to hold.
“Why is that?” I asked her as I laid down. She held my hand up to
her chect. I got to feel her heartbeat. I smiled at that.
She paused for a moment before answering.
“Because . . . what happens of we are really not made for each
other?” she said, turning her body side ways to face me, “What
happens if we fight and we start hating each other forever?”
She squeezed my hand.
“Do you hate me?” I asked.
My heart beated as I waited for the answer, but she didn’t
answer.
“Do you hate me?” she asked instead.
I stared at her for a minute.
This is the first time I could really study Vanessa close up (not counting the time that we kssed).
Her dark hair covered the side of her face and her dark
eyelashes were long. Her nose is tall and straight and her mouth
parted a little. Her light pink, slender fingers were tucked under her
face and I could hear her soft breathing.
I almost didn’t want to answer her, but I did.
“To be honest . . . I really don’t . . . hate you.” I said, uneasily. I
never confessed my feelings about any girl before, because I never
liked a girl this much before. I never truly fell in love before. But, with
Vanessa, I never had these emotions before and she kills me with her love.
I looked away from her face.
There was a moment of silence and I thought that she fell asleep.
“I don’t think I like you. I hate you from the very beginning and I
still hate you. You’re fat . . . heavy, you’re an elephant, and you are
c0cky, snotty and btchy. . . I hate you for that . . . and we are from
two different worlds and we are two different worlds. I don’t
understand how we are meant to be together, weird, don’t you think?
Yeah, I don’t like you and I still don’t . . . but . . . I . . . ” she said trailing off.
I looked at her one last time and I got up and got dressed.
Maybe it’s better off if I sleep in another room
I headed towards the door and headed towards the guest room.
I notice that outside was quieter, but I guess the guest left or I
had spent a long time in that room with Vanessa. But whatever it is, I don’t care.
I sighed and slammed the door behind me and sat on the bed.
I rubbed my temples and said out loud, “Why does it has to be so d@mn complicated? D@mn it!”
I closed my eyes and took several deep breaths.
I guess from now on I will go my own way and she will go on her
own way. I guess we just can’t love each other properly . . .
But I think I’m falling for you . . .
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