Chapter 4
Colin's POV
There was nothing I longed for more than to see her shining eyes staring into mine once again. But it was pretty obvious that I was not going to be allowed to leave the house tonight under these circumstances. It wasn't like I could just escape through my bedroom window and pull a Romeo at her windowsill.
I knew that no matter what I had to see her tomorrow or else my mind would implode with anticipation.
The girl who introduced herself as Casey sat at the kitchen table in the other room with a bunch of paper work and books. I watched from the living room couch for a moment before getting up and walking over, her eyes shot up the moment I first moved.
"Can I get you anything?" I asked, pulling out another chair at the table and sitting down. The red plush sunk down under me.
"No thanks," she said, reading about three pieces of paper at once.
"What's that you're reading?" I tried peering over.
She sighed, placing them all down, "Background on Jennifer. We're trying to get to know as much as we possibly can about her."
"Well," I played with a silver chain hooked onto my pants. "If you want you could ask me anything. She and I had gone to school together since we were in diapers."
Her hazel eyes lit up, "Really? Thank you Colin. Okay, well do you think she would be the kind of person to be associated with any form of the Wicca religion?"
I snorted, "Yeah, okay. Jennifer is not that complex of a person to figure out if you know her and if you're smart enough of course. Long story short, she has extremely low self-confidence so she takes it out on everyone else to make up for it when she feels like she's being challenged in any way. She isn't the kind of person who likes to be told she's wrong in any shape or form. She takes any sort of critisim or any issue around her as a personal attack. There is no reasoning with her whatsoever because all that is on her mind is her. Jennifer cares about Jennifer. And she will do whatever it takes to save herself in any situation."
The look on Casey's face made me realize that I really did go on kind of a rant. But it felt sort of good to get that off my chest.
She smiled a little, "Thank you."
I nodded before pushing the chair away and departing for my bedroom, thanking the Gods that my mom worked the night shift and wouldn't be coming home for a while now. We didn't need any other kind of episode tonight, Jennifer already put on a whole Broadway show for us.
It felt like I was melting as my body sunk into the black sheets that helped make up my bed. I shrugged off the black hoodie I had on and then peeled off the t-shirt underneath, flinging it into the corner. Without sitting up I then removed my pants and threw them right next to the other clothes.
It was so convenient to change into pajamas when you were a guy.
My eyes closed and I flickered through the songs on my mp3 player, stopping on one of my favorites Silverstein, Smile in Your Sleep.
I breathed in deeply, feeling the bed beside me grow warmer, a body closely against mine. There were lips moving up my arm and then breathing down my neck. A soft kiss placed right on my shoulder and my hands found their way into soft hair, pulling the body closer and moving my thumbs to their cheek bones. I knew it was her just by the vibes that were pulsing through the air. She moved up my body and our lips met for a long period of time, pressing soft put hard at the same time. It must have been the static in the air or the feeling of her hands moving down my chest that made my eyes snap open.
I sat up and nobody was there.
Licking my lips, I lay back down. It was quite often that my imagination would do this to me. My brain tended to allow me to sink into such a deep daydream to the point where it felt real. I could do whatever I wanted in this dreamland.
And right now I wanted nothing more than to have Emily by my side.
Make my life alive
Take my deepest dreams
Extract them from my heart
Let's get out of this pretend world
And dance back to reality
I quickly scribbled the words into a notebook which was on my dresser that had already had a few poems written on the pages along with some sketches of nonsense stuff.
After I just slung it across the room and sighed, wondering what she was doing at this moment.
A/N: Sorry it has been so long. I really had half of this sitting on my computer forever. I promise to update more soon. Thank you to all the reviews and followers and favorites. That's seriously what keeps me writing… other than the fact that I love doing this…heheh.