Diana
Oh fudge nuggets! I thought in despair as I fell on my back onto my bed and I groaned tempted to pull my hair out. Why did that bastard have to do it? Now all I can think of is him, I thought letting out another groan realizing that I was getting nowhere with all this wallowing in despair as another text buzzed through my phone and I knew immediately it was him.
All I could ask myself was why we had to make things weird. Nothing good came from acting on your fantasies, no matter how PG-16 it was, I thought as a tapping noise came from the window and I raised my head in confusion as I dragged myself lazily to investigate the sound and I could feel my eyes widen in shock.
"Oh good, you're not dead," Ryder said looking up to my window and I could feel my heart beating fast against my ribcage. Okay so maybe I didn't count on the fact he would actually come over and I pulled back slightly. "Step back, I'm coming in."
He said and I tensed pulling back from the window and I did the exact opposite shutting the window and my blinds and I stood back watching the window pensively before grabbing my phone to text him.
Go home.
Not until you talk to me.
He replied and I frowned throwing the phone on to my bed and I paced around. As you might have caught on I was ignoring him. One because I had no idea how deal with whatever was going on. And two, with Jessica and Jason around, the stakes were higher, I thought trying to rack my thoughts trying to figure a way out of this.
I wanted to believe he had manhandled me rather violated me but hell, even I know I was begging for it. Once again, he had slung me over his shoulder and I thought he was acting maniacal when he freaked about the bikini, well he freaked about me dressing like that in the sight of the guards in the compound. Of course I thought he was being dramatic. Kaylee had given me the underwear, saying it had been something she hadn't gone about to wearing when she got pregnant and we had gone for a swim. It was hot, I had a small accident in the kitchen and so we'd chosen to lounge in the pool, though I doubted he had heard any of that because the next minute he had been kissing me, relentless even as I punched his chest trying to get out of his grip until naturally I began feeling drained and I gave in to his demands, or at least my traitorous body did.
I remember how sweet he tasted, how amazing it felt when he slipped his tongue into my mouth slowly seducing me with his ministrations as he pulled me closer and when I came to I was on his bed gasping for air as he kissed my neck fervent heat licking at my insides and I was on cloud nine for a brief moment before I remembered what was at stake and I pushed him off refraining from punching him and slapping him instead, something that I realized was more a reflex move than anything. Everything after that had blurred over. I had gotten Cody to take me home before I made it my mission to avoid him at all costs. I avoid his calls that night and the whole weekend making sure that I didn't meet him even once at the family Sunday picnic that went after every two Sundays, and which was a picnic for everyone who lived in the gated community. And somehow I had managed to avoid him today too until this moment.
I thought for a moment curious if he was still down there as I peeked curiously outside and let out a sigh of relief before I heard a small knock on my door and I tensed.
"Didi, can you help me with my painting?"
Just relax. It's just Darius, I chastised myself before heading for my down and I let out a small cry of despair. Okay, so maybe he doesn't give up as easily as I thought, I cried out in my mind as his foot kicked out to wedge in between the door before it closed. I didn't think he'd choose to go through the front door.
"Would you stop and talk to me for a second?" He said pushing through the door and I backed away realizing that he wasn't going to let me go that easy.
"What do you want from me?"
"I want many things but for now, I just want us to talk," he said moving forward and I ducked away keeping the distance between us intact and he frowned. "Will you tell me why you freaked out on me and acting like I'm a plague or something."
"You know why!?" I asked watching him cautiously not trusting ourselves within a three feet radius of each other as he narrowed his eyes at me.
"Are you telling me this is because we kissed?"
"You kissed me?" I said and he looked at me in disbelief.
"Are you serious? It isn't the first time we've kissed."
"Yeah well, it wasn't supposed to happen again."
"Really? That's not the impression I had when you kissed me back."
"Well, I'm sorry I don't have any better control over my hormones when you decide to get handsy. It's not like I can take classes on this stuff," I blew up and he looked at me tiredly.
"I can't believe you're pinning this on me. Might I remind you once more you kissed me back."
"Might I remind you you started it," I said and he let out a sigh pinching his brow.
"Well, I'm sorry. I never realized your lips were as sacred as you make them out to be," he said and I let out a gasp looking at him in horror.
"Don't make me hurt you."
"For Pete's sake, stop acting like a petulant child. We kissed, it's not like we committed a crime," he said and I narrowed my eyes at him, gritted my teeth as my phone lit up and clenched my fist.
"Go to hell!?" I said slowly emphasizing the words as if I was explaining it to a child before I grabbed the jacket from my bed as I brushed past him.
"Diana!? Wait," he called grabbing my arm as I stepped out of my room and I acted on instinct, jabbing his side with my elbow before striking his jaw with my palm and his foot with my own and I didn't stick around as he cursed following behind me.
"I'm leaving," I called out as I left through the front door not giving a rats ass to what he was going to say as I hurried to the car out in the driveway and I entered without as much as I backward glance.
"What the.." Jessica started and I rolled my eyes.
"Just drive," I let out agitated letting myself sink into the seat as I ran a hand through my hair.