#Chapter444 I watched her, waited for her to get free so I could have her all to myself. My body was craving for her. After being away from her for so long was giving me withdrawals. Even though we had sex twice I stilled wanted to be inside her and make her come for hours. Fuck my dirty mind.“You can’t hide forever.” My girlfriend was fidgeting with her hands against the sink when I snuck up on her and threw her on my shoulder and walked us to the living room. Putting her down on the couch I hovered over her.“Are we good?” Rose asked before I could kiss her.“We were never bad, Rose. We just needed to work out on our disagreement.” She sighed and raised her arms and rounded them around my neck. I made her sit on my lap with her head lying over my shoulder.“You’ve forgiven me Heath?” I took her palm and kissed the area.“Yes I have. We’re good. Don’t worry. It feels like we have made up so fast, but truth be told all I wanted was for you to give me a hint that you
#Chapter445 “They love each other.” Rose whispered next to me and I wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her to me.“Just like us.” Bending down I kissed her lips and then her forehead. I didn’t give two flying fucks about my parents being the same room. “So now you’ll meet us and talk to us more often right?” Mom looked so hopeful as she asked me. I snuck a glance at my dad’s direction and his gaze on me was hard. If I said no he’d bury me alive. “I can try.” Mom squealed and hugged my dad who melted in her embrace.“Yes Tesero.” I had no idea what that word meant but I guess it was an endearment.“He said to take things slow. Don’t rush.” Mom nodded and I saw dad doing everything in his power to give her hope.“You shouldn’t have left me alone. I didn’t…” like that. I wish you had been there. I needed you. There was so much on the tip of my tongue yet I couldn’t utter the words out.“I know. And I’m sorry Heath.” Mom had tears in her eyes yet again and I could only h
#Chapter1 Heath BOOK1Hope’s POV I turned my head away from Miss Hannah and looked at the huge, old sycamore tree which was situated right in the center of the parking lot. Its branches created a magnificent shady bower over the school's parking lot, adorned with maple-like leaves, pale yellow and crisp dry. I noticed one of the leaves on the highest branch broke off from its twig and fell. It glided slowly through the thin autumn air until it finally hit the cold ground. I was still staring at the dead, wilted leaf when I heard the loud shrieking of the bell ringing in the quiet hallways.Standing up, I gathered my books and left the classroom in a hurry. I went to my locker and collected my folder and the books I needed for the next classes. Slamming it shut, I began to walk to chemistry class.As I made my way through the crowded hallway I felt several pairs of eyes on me, scowling at me while others just blankly ignored me. I was glad that they pretended that I didn't
#Chapter2He rudely answered. His words hurt me and before I knew I replied."Excuse me?" I timidly spoke while staring back at him. He arched one of his eyebrows at me."You heard me," he gritted through his teeth and I shyly looked around."If I wasn't looking then you could have looked and not collided with me." This was the most I had ever spoken to a stranger - especially a boy. I just didn't like the way he said those words to me. He dumped all the blame on me. I wanted him to know that I could stand up for myself but my voice betrayed me as my words were low and weak and I don't really think he heard that.'That is what I am. Weak.' I thought."Whatever," he hissed agitatedly. I don't even think he heard me. Giving me one last look he walked away without glancing back. I shook my head at his coldness and went to my next class. This was my first interaction with the mysterious angry boy of the school and I was already regretting it. He was so... mean and col
#Chapter3Hope's POVThe next morning I got awoken from my long, peaceful sleep by the chirping of the choir of the birds that were unknowingly perching outside my window, while freely gliding through the crispy and cold morning air of October. Their song was beautifully composed, every note well-practiced and every voice different from the other, that I couldn't help but let the heart-touching rhythm draw a small smile on my face.Shortly, I threw my grey fluffy blanket aside, and went into the bathroom. Quickly doing my morning routine, I slipped on some new clothes. Before long, I was ready and headed downstairs. When I reached the last step I heard the low, yet sharp, clinking sounds of the utensils coming from the kitchen. Eager to know who it was, I hurried into the kitchen. Once I peeked into the room I saw my mother making pancakes near the stove. Now, this was a sight I wanted to wake up to every day. There's just something about your mother's food. You can ne
#Chapter4I stifled my chuckle at the nickname of Miss Sheila that Heath had used for her. His handwriting was incredibly neat.I stopped smiling and looked at him and found him already staring at me with emotionless eyes. Cold and distant, that was how he seemed. I swirled my head away from him and swore that I wouldn't look at him again. The class went on, and Heath sitting beside me didn't really help the anxiety I was having. Why did he take the seat beside me when there were literally eight seats free in the class? What was his problem? I mean he could be polite for once and not glare at me. Even his staring looked as glaring.After what felt like an eternity the lecture ended and I hurried out of the class. I had physics next, so I dashed to the room and took a seat and in a few minutes the class got crowded and then it began.At lunch I sat outside instead of in the cafeteria. The weather was pleasant and there weren't many people out except the ones who were
#Chapter5The day went by without any interaction with Heath, I thanked the heavens for that. Luckily he was in none of my classes. After what happened, I wasn't ready to face him. His eyes gazed into mine. I wasn't ready for that intense staring battle again. It was off time and I was standing beside my locker taking the books I wanted. I collected them and created a huge stack in my arms. Balancing them on my left arm I was about to close the locker when itself slammed shut with a bang.Fingers grabbed my arm and a feeling of nervousness enveloped me. It turned me around in a careless manner and I was both shocked and scared by the sudden gesture. When I looked at the figure I realized it was Heath and my heart raced. Heath was standing in front of me in his intimidating glory that was making me afraid. He lightly pushed me into the steel frosty locker. The impact caused all of the books to slip out of my hands onto the floor and a shiver rose straight up to the hai
#Chapter6Hope's POVI was awoken by the radiant sun rays hitting my face. I grumbled due to the sudden brightness on my closed eyes and turned over onto my side. If only it were Friday.It was Wednesday and I had two more days to go. The moment I was about to enter the abyss, the annoying sound of my alarm blared into my ears. I stuffed my face into my pillow and sighed. Opening my eyes, I looked for my phone and turned off the alarm.Stretching, I got out of bed and went into the bathroom.After doing my morning routine I exited the bathroom. I opened the windows and felt the cold breeze brush against my cheek.It's going to be a cold day, I thought. Walking to my tiny wardrobe, I pulled out a thin black old turtleneck sweater and a pair of plaid cream and black colored pants that I had worn multiple times. I took my undergarments next, and entered the bathroom.Changing into those clothes, I went downstairs and decided to make some reasonable pancakes for my