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Samantha's POV
It's been 2 weeks since the 'incident' occurred. Blake was getting better each day that passed, and we were getting closer...
We were getting closer as friends. I told him I wanted to take it slow, and I meant it.
But for the past 2 weeks I was sleeping over at Blake's. The night he came back from the hospital was the first night. When I was about to go home he kept hold of my hand and told me to stay With him, I wasn't so sure that was a good idea. It defeated the purpose of taking things slow, but he assured me we were only sleeping. Still I was hesitant; I didn't want to by accidently crush him in my sleep. But of course Blake wasn't taking no for an answer.
Ever since then, when Kiesha would leave for work, and Kiefer would go out or go to sleep, I'd climb out the window and go to his house.
All we ever did was sleep, and cuddle. Yes the badass likes to cuddle. It felt amazing having Blake hold me close to him at night. Just being with him, made everything feel so perfect. Having his arms around me, holding me against him tightly made me feel safe, something that I wasn't used to.
Ugh! I can't believe I actually was feeling this way. No one would ever believe me; Samantha Dela Vega had butterflies in her stomach when she was around a boy. It's incredibly cliché. Usually that would sicken me, but not now. Call it whatever you want, but Im Finally happy. Yeah.
I was, but I just kept waiting for it too all fall apart. That usually happens in the story of my life, when I finally get happy; something happens that ends it all.
I know I should enjoy my life now and I am, but in the middle of the night, when I can't sleep and Blake's already out, my thoughts wander. Im happy now and getting here was a long and hard journey, but it could all come to an end really quick.
Kiefer and Blake still didn't get along at all. That's why I told Kiefer Blake and I are just friends. Technically I wasn't lying, just not telling him the Whole truth.
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"Who was your first kiss?" I asked Blake as I lay beside him on his bed, resting my head on his chest over the fading bruises.
"hmm?" He asked, as he gently ran his unbroken hand up and down my hip, creating tingles under my skin.
"Your first kiss?" I asked again.
"Do you really want to know? Can you handle knowing who was the one who took my first kiss?" He asked teasingly, as I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah I think I'll be alright." I said sarcastically.
"My first kiss? Or my first real kiss?" He asked with a wink, which made me lightly hit his chest, making sure not to hit his ribs.
"Both."
"My first kiss was in 2nd grade to a girl name Katie, she gave me her pudding cup at lunch, and I repaid her with a kiss. I thought my first real kiss was to a girl named Michelle, when I was 15. She was Alex's' friend's sister. She was also weirdo." He said, with a fake shutter.
"You thought?" I asked puzzled.
"Yup. My first real kiss was to the girl I love, you." He said with a cheesy smile.
I couldn't help but aw.
"Corny but romantic, I like it." I said as I gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"What about you?" Blake asked.
"My first kiss and my first real kiss were both with Kiefer." I said automatically without thinking.
"What?!" He asked loudly as his whole body tensed up, Confusion written all over his face.
"Yup." I answered, not understanding what the problem was. But then I remembered he thought Kiefer was really my cousin.
"Oh, no. Blake it's not what you think" I said finding the situation kind of funny.
"So you didn't make out with your cousin?" Blake asked with disgust.
"No. Kiefer isn't really my cousin" I said, which mean him even more confused.
"Let me explain. Our parents met when they were in 3rd grade. They became best friends, and practically were inseparable, and that's how Kiefer and I became so close." I said.
"But you have the same last names?" He asked puzzled.
"Yeah, well that's how our parents became friends. Everyone thought they were related but they weren't, so in school they talked and bonded over that, and here we are." I said with a smile.
Blake still looked confused. "So he isn't your cousin?" He asked.
"Nope." I said popping the p.
"Oh." He said calmly, with understanding.
"Wait! He's not your cousin, and you live with him!" He shouted, taking me by surprise.
"Yeah?"
"And he was your first kiss?" He shouted again.
"Yeah?"
"Are you kidding me?" He said angrily.
"Im confused." I said really not understanding what was going on, it was just Kiefer like...ew.
Blake must have noticed the confusion transparent on my face and in my voice because he calmed down a bit.
"You live with that guy. He touches you all the time. He doesn't like me at all. And he was your first kiss." Blake said.
"So?" I asked.
"He's in love with you!" he shouted.
I looked at him in his beautiful eyes before I exploded with laughter. Really now he was being ridiculous. Kiefer was like my brother. The thought of him being in love with me was...was icky. And also hilarious.
"You....you....think...he...l-loves me..." I said in between laughs.
Blake clearly wasn't amused, just angry.
"Im sorry for laughing..." I said after I was able to control myself.
"Whatever." He muttered angrily. "No come on Blake stop" I said.
"No he's in love with you, you just don't see it." He said pouting.
"Blake that's totally ridiculous. Kiefer's like a brother to me."
"Really? Well not a lot of people have their first kiss with their brothers." He said annoyed.
"Good point." I said amused.
This was seriously getting Blake angry, but it was just making me laugh.
"Blake listen, yeah Kiefer was my first kiss. But it wasn't like you were thinking. The first time we were curious, and the second time was just a dare." I said which set him a little bit at ease.
"Well I still think he loves you..." He said pouting.
"Yeah as a sister, nothing more." I said kissing his pouted lip.
"How about I'll be your first real kiss, and you'll be mine." I said smiling.
"Sounds like a plan." He said.
"We have to make it official." He continued with a smirk.
"How?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. "With a kiss." He said with a wink.
We made it ofiicial...maybe a little too official.
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Blake's POV
After a nice little make out session with Sam, she had to leave. It was getting late and she had to be home, but she would sneak out and come back as soon as she could.
The thought of her not being able to come back scared me. I was getting used to holding her in my arms at night. Holding her made me forget about my past and all the secrets I was hiding. Made me feel like I was normal guy.
I walked down stairs to grab a drink when I saw Alexa and Alex talking quietly in the kitchen.
As soon as I walked in their conversation stopped, and their heads shot up looking guilty.
"What's up with you guys?" I asked.
"Nothing. Nothing at all." Alex answered.
I didn't believe that one bit.
"Listen Blake we-" Alexa began to say before he was cut off by Alex.
"No Alexa! We will think of another way. Just leave it." He said glaring intensely at Alexa.
"What's going on? Stop hiding things from me." I said.
"Alex it's the only way." Alexa replied, ignoring me.
"No it isn't." Alex answered.
They went back and forth ignoring me totally.
"STOP IT!" I finally screamed getting both their attention.
"If you have something to tell me, then do it. Im part of this family and I have a right to know whatever you're keeping from me!" I said looking between Alexa and Alex.
Alexa let out a deep breath or resignation.
"We have a plan to get the knights on our side." Alexa said.
"What is it?" I asked anxiously
"Do you remember Michelle?" Alexa asked
Oh no.
I remembered Michelle. I was just talking about her to Samantha. What I didn't tell Samantha was that there was more to the story then I let on.
Michelle was Peter (who owned the gang the Knights) stepdaughter. She met me when Peter came to speak to my siblings, when they were still in the gang with Connor. Of course at the time Peter and Connor were allies and there weren't any problems. She thought I was cute, I thought she was annoying. But she asked to hang out with me, and I couldn't say no, with her gang leader dad staring right at me, and my siblings forcing me to go, I basically was left with no choice.
We hung out, against my will. Then towards the end of the night she kind of seduced me...
Yup I lost my virginity to Michelle.
After that she wouldn't leave me alone. She somehow convinced herself we were a couple, even after I told her otherwise. I finally got away from her when she was sent away to boarding school a few months later, and I haven't seen her since.
So I guess you could say I remembered Michelle.
"Yeah..." I said.
"Good. Do you remember her brother Kevin?" He asked.
Kevin was Peter's son from a previous marriage. Kevin hated his stepsister with a passion, of course he had a right too. Kevin tortured Michelle, and of course she deserved it.
That made Kevin and I good friends. You could say we bonded over the mutual dislike of his step sister.
"Yeah..." I said.
"Well I heard that Peter is handing over the gang to Kevin." Alexa said.
"That's great! Kevin will definitely help us out." I said happily.
"Yeah, but there's a problem." Alexa said.
"What is it?" I asked.
"He wants you to...to help him get back at his sister." Alexa said.