Sweet Addiction
Chapter 16; I am never holding a fucking red balloon!
"I'll be fine, Kyle. It's just a sleepover." I tell him for the umpteenth time in the last thirty minutes.
"I know. You just need to give me a call so that-"
"You make sure I'm okay. I know." I sigh rolling my eyes and he scowls at me.
Kyle has been like my personal bodyguard for the last week. He always has an eye on me, he tucks me in bed until i fall asleep, he also locks my door every night then climbs out like the little monkey he is and he also drives me to and from school or anywhere like here at Elena's house.
At first I was like, Awwwwww......
But now, I'm like, Noooooo........
He postponed this sleepover last week because i had wounds and i was 'weak' so he texted my friends telling them.
"Nessa." He grumbles.
I sigh and walk closer to him wrapping my small arms around his torso and laying my head on his warm chest. His arms go around my small waist pulling me even closer to him.
"Kyle. I'll be fine. And i'll ensure to give you a call." I mumble and he starts to stroke my hair. I pull away and smile at him,
"Thank you." I say and he scowls deeply at me. He hates it when i thank him for anything but that doesn't stop me from showing gratitude
"You need to get going." I tell him as i lean closer wrapping my arms around his neck and tiptoeing to plant a soft lingering kiss on his cheek,
His arms tighten around my waist and his arms find their way into my shirt. Goose bumps start to form on my skin and my arms tighten around his neck.
"Kyle." I whisper in a warning tone,
I pull away and he brings his face to kiss the corner of my mouth and not my cheek, his hands still in my shirt.
Argggghhh!
This past week, Kyle has been quite the tease and its so frustrating. His hands find their way into my shirt when we hug, he also drives with one of his hands on my thigh, and these kisses on the corner of my mouth.
These small things are tearing my wall of self control around me and i dont think i'll be able to stop myself from jumping him if the wall completely falls.
He pulls away with a mischievous smirk and i scowl at him, "Friends Kyle. F -R -I -E -N -D- S."
"Oh really?" He asks, his face now inches away from mine staring at my lips
"Y-yes." I mutter, not sure of what i said or how i said it.
Oh God.
He buries his face into my neck and plants a trail kisses up my jaw. My breathing becomes rapid as my heart beat accelerates,
"Kyle." I whisper. His lips continue their pleasureful torture in my neck, kissing and nibbling. He then kisses a very sensitive spot below my ear and my hands go to his hair pulling him closer. I bite my lip to stop an unnecessary sound from escaping.
He pulls away and looks at my dazed expression then his mirk widens as he stares at my neck,
"Goodnight Nessa." He whispers letting go of me and entering his car then driving off.
I stand there in my original spot staring at the car of the greyish brownish eyed boy that i like so much and who enjoys to tease me.
After standing there and looking like a fool, i turn around and head to Elena's front door. I do not miss the quick closing of the curtains when i turn.
Of course they saw!
I ring the door bell and hear a familiar voice yell a 'Come in.' I enter the house and admire the beautiful interior.
The house is filled with flower vases in every corner of the walls that are painted a beige color. There is a living room on my right and a ktchen to my left, plus a stair case that leads upstairs to the rooms.
I walk into the living room and shake my head at the scene in front of me. The girls are bad acting like they weren't just creeping on me when i was outside.
Lyndsey is reading a Vogue magazine that is turned upside down, Trina is looking at her nails with an exagerrated thinking face and Elena is examining a flower vase with an over exaggerated look.
Oh brother!
I sigh rolling my eyes as i plop down onto the soft comfortable couch, "Cut it out guys, I know you saw."
They all turn with fake surprised looks. "Oh hi Vanessa. Didn't see you there?" Elena says with a fake shocked look.
"I am blind. I do not know what you are talking about?" Trina says, making a movement with her hands like she is looking for something, like a blind person would do.
I scowl at her but she doesnt notice since she is closing her eyes,
It's not right to imitate disabled people.
I give them 'seriously?' Looks nd Lyndsey tosses the Vogue magazine behind her and walks to sit next to me,
"Alright fine. Of course we saw. Now we just need the juicy deets." She says rubbing her hands together. The girls follow taking a seat in the opposite couch. I roll my eyes, shaking my head at them and sigh relaxing into the couch,
"Shoot."
"Are you dating?" Elena asks, supporting her chin with her hands.
I wish.
"No."
"So you're just friends?" Lyndsey asks and i nod.
"Huh?! That's weird." Trina says, frurrowing her brows.
"What is?" I ask,
"I didn't know friends give each other hickeys." Trina says with a smirk examining my neck.
My cheeks heat up in embarassment and i groan covering my face.
Oh holy Jesus!
The girls laugh and i scowl at them, "We are just good friends, okay?"
"Friends, my ass!" Elena scoffs.
"That guy is head over heels for you. Get it in your little damn head." Lyndsey says knocking my head with her knuckles.
"Owww." I slap her hand away.
"Friends. We are just friends!" I exclaim throwing my hands in the air in frustration.
"Just you wait, Ms Dobrev." Trina says in a feigned British accent, trying to imitate the woman from My Fair Lady.
"Enough about this topic. Now lets turn to...." I turn to my side grinning, "Lyndsey."
"Who is going to pick out a movie for us to watch." She says getting up and doing a peace sign and we all laugh at her.
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"What the fuck!? Turn it off." Trina yells throwing the pillow at the screen for the third time. I chuckle at that and scold her for making noise during the movie.
We are currently watching IT, the horror and Trina and Lyndsey can't stop yelling when a jumpscare comes off.
I have barely listened to any words because of them,
"You know what! Lets just watch Sound of music instead." Lyndsey says getting up and turning off the movie to search something else on netflix.
"Nooooo." I fake cry into my duvet.
"I am never holding a fucking red balloon again." Trina mumbles from beside me and i laugh.
Oh puh leese!
Sound of music starts to play and i groan into my duvet. I take a mental note to watch It when i get home.
"Elena! Wake up." I shake her shoulder and immediately i do so, a gun is pressed against my forehead with her eyes widened in horror.
My heart stops pumping. My breath is knocked out of my system. My face turns pale as my eyes widen in shock and horror.
What
In
Frack
?!
"Elena?" I whisper lowly and she regains her composure, lowering the gun and a look of fear, regret and remorse washes over her.
"God, I'm so so sorry Van." She says, wrapping her arms around my shoulder and sobbing.
I look towards the guys and they dont look shocked at all. They are just......sad.
Does this usually happen?
How often then?
"Shh. It's okay." I whisper, rubbing her back soothingly. After her crying has died down, she gets up and wipes away her tears smiling.
She sighs then leans her head on my lap. "My dad was a drunkard and an addict. He used to come home and beat us all, including my mam." She starts to say her story and i stroke her hair.
She sniffles, "He used to come into my room and shake my shoulders like you did then he would beat me or sometimes he would...." Elena chokes on her words and more tears spill. I wipe them off away from her cheeks and hug her head,
"He would sexually abuse me." She sobs and the dam runs loose. Tears start to spill down my cheeks as my vision gets blurry,
Oh dear
Oh Jesus Christ.
I pull her away from my lap into my shoulder wrapping my arms tightly around her.
"I am so sorry, Elena." I whisper into her ear.
I know what it feels like to be abused by parents. Something i have experienced from my own mother.
To me, it leaves fear and self blame for my brother and best friends' death. To her, it left a trauma and ptsd.
Now i understand why she had the gun pressed against my forehead.
But she also needs to know that gun violence is never okay.
"He died and rotted in prison." She says after a while crying into my shoulder, the girls wrap their arms around us in a comforting group hug.
"Shh. We are here for you always." Lyndsey says in a soothing tone,
"I love you guys so much." Elena mumbles into my ear, sniffling and i tighten my arms around her.
We love you too!
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