Chapter 4

I laid in the bed staring at the ceiling, making out little pictures in it. With my finger I traced out the different patterns wandering about what I should for the day. I let my mind wander off into the unknown, drifting endlessly. I kept thinking about my friends back in Heaven, and how that I have almost forgotten about them. Then my mind started wandering off back to Dante.

'He means nothing to me. I mustn't, it's forbidden anyway.' I thought to myself letting my hand drop back onto the bed. I got up and rubbed my forehead in frustration. Ever since the time he got me mad I've been having these weird mixed feelings about him. I dressed into my favorite t-shirt and favorite blue jeans. I fixed my hair and pulled it into a ponytail. I carefully walked down the stairs, so as not to wake up Patty and Dante. And of course when I got downstairs Dante had a magazine on his head and was stretched out on the chair, with his feet on the desk. I just kept staring at him, I couldn't help it something about him was pulling my feelings toward him.

"What cha looking at?" He said beneath the magazine. I blinked a couple of times, realizing that he was awake and talking to me.

"Nothing. Just daydreaming." I looked away, and turned around to go back up the stairs. Something grabbed my shoulder lightly to stop me. I looked behind me to find his light blue eyes locking with mine. I just couldn't help staring back at him, my heart beating faster by the minute. We stood still at least for three minutes, before Dante made the first move. His hand slowly moved from my shoulder up to my face where he gently caressed my cheek. I leaned in to the softness of his touch. Without breaking our contact I reached up timidly and touched his cheek. He was soft to the touch, more than I expected. His hair was soft to the touch and almost smooth and silky. I traced his face with my other hand, he smiled as I traced his lips. He leaned in with a smirk on his face, slowly inch by inch. I met him half-way, and I was surprised when I found my back up against the wall. His lips found mine and he was gentle, and it seemed, to me at least, and very passionate about what he was doing. I started to respond to the kiss after my brain realized what he was actually doing. After what seemed like forever, he pulled away and smiled, his blue eyes gazing.

"What was that for?" I asked him smiling myself and wrapping my arms around his waist.

"I can't hold back anymore."

"And what do you mean by that?"

"My feelings, my emotions, everything I feel for you every time you're around." He replied leaning his head on mine. "Anita, please tell me you feel the same way."

I slowly stroked his neck before I answered. "Yes…" And that was all I could say before he kissed me again.

Notes: Hello again. I am finally back from my evil writers block. *stabs it with a pencil* I'm really sorry for keeping you guys waiting all this time. So here is chapter 4 and I hope it is good. Sorry thats it's so short, my battery is about to die. I hope that this chapter is good and that I didn't rush it too fast. Thanks!

~Grimmy