I AM SOOO Sorry I haven't uploaded for a (very) long time! And me posting this ridiculously short chapter makes me feel a lot worse. Don't worry, I've already started with the next chap so I can upload earlier. I'll make it long, swear! :D
She automatically wrapped her legs around my waist, locking her ankles in place. I leaned in and kissed her ardently, forcing my tongue inside her mouth, making her legs tighten around me. I grinned.
As I pulled away, I saw a faint blush appear on her cheeks. "I love it when you blush," I murmured, making her blush even more. I chuckled. "I wanna see it more often."
I pulled her in closer, as if space still existed between us. My hands wandered off under her shirt, making her squirm under my touch. She crashed her lips against mine after a short intake of breath, tangling my hair with her fingers.
I just can't get enough of her. I pulled her of the counter and backed her up against the wall, trailing kisses from her jaw down her collarbone. With her thighs still wrapped around my waist, I grinded my body against hers, and I could feel myself getting harder with each passing second.
"Ah," she moaned loud and sexily as I bit on the skin there. Goosebumps rose on my skin.
"You have no idea what you do to me," I murmured, my voice husky and low.
A stuttered "Patch," was all she could manage. I grinded my body on her harder. "Patch!" she beamed. I had to muffled her shout with my lips.
"Not to loud, Angel. They're gonna make us leave." I planted a kiss on her jaw. "You want that?"
She didn't answer. Instead, her panting went louder. I grinned and leaned in again to kiss her. She held out her hand over my chest, stopping my half way.
I put her on the counter again. "What's wrong, Angel?"
"Dizzy. Headache." She paused, massaging her temples with her fingers. "Stomach. Puke." She continued taking long, ragged breaths.
I stood still for a second, not knowing what to do. "Well, um," I stammered. "Can you make it out of here?" I asked.
She nodded lightly.
I lifted her off the counter and put her on her feet, but it was obvious she can't handle taking a single step on her own. We got out the ladies' room and went back to the bar, clutching Nora by her waist and towing her forward.
One look from them and I know they already understood. I took the Pick-up back from Rixon, explaining Nora's "horrible state" as well as my car's. I prefer using the bike, honestly, but I'm afraid in Nora's current condition, she might doze off and fall.
I lifted her onto the passenger seat, and I got to my side and started the engine. We sped out the lot and headed to her place.
I wonder how I would deal with her, knowing her mother wouldn't be home tonight. I've never physically taken care of human beings before, so that leaves me with no experience. I wish I brought those two with us, I'm sure Vee would do better with this stuff. What medicine do I buy? What do I cook for her? Porridge? Is that right? When should she get better? What's the right temperature? How will she take a shower?
The last question lingered inside my head longer than necessary. Well, obviously, I'll be the one to bathe her…
Shut the hell up. I told myself.
It's not like I can stop thinking of those things. I mean, come on! With a girlfriend so hot and beautiful and stubborn, there's no way I could go past her without dirtying my mind.
It's just embarrassing, though, that I can't bring myself to have sex with her. I want to, of course. I really, really, really, really, reaallllyyyy do. But something just feels wrong with it. Not with the act, but with what will happen after that. Will I burn down to hell or stay an angel, or maybe just go back to being a fallen angel. There's a possibility that I could be forgiven—sex is, after all, also called "making love". But I can never be too sure. What if it's against the rules after all? I could handle this better if I know what's gonna happen next. I just don't want to leave Nora. Not ever.
But I know what she wants. And I know she knows I want it, too. The fact makes it even harder to hide the truth from her. What if she fights off the angels, like, ignore the rules and make love with me. Will she be forgiven?
After a few moments, I felt her head fall gently on my shoulder, and soon enough the snores begin to break the silence in the car. It made me smile. I wish I could see her face now…
I pulled up to the driveway and killed the engine. I turned and kissed Nora on top of her head to wake her up. Aside from the stubborn moan, there was no other response. I put my hand onto her forehead to check her temperature.
I hastily pulled my hand away after a split-second, staring at it to look for burn marks. She's so hot. No, not in that way. I mean, her temperature is so high; she could be, like, over fifty degrees. Or maybe she's burning.
What to do what to do DAMN IT WHAT DO I DO?
I searched for the keys in her bag. I got out and crossed over to the passenger side, quickly but gently carrying her out, princess style. We reached the porch in less than a second. I inserted the key and opened the door.
I was so worried about Nora that I didn't realize the lights were turned on.
I cautiously walked inside and called out, "Blythe?"
Nora stirred in my arms. I shut myself up.
Blythe descended the stairs, her calm expression turned to shock when she saw me carrying her unconscious daughter.
"What have you done?" she yelled from the distance. A little overreaction, there, Mrs. Grey.
I shushed her politely, and let her move closer.
She pointed at me and then at herself, and mouthed, "We are going to talk young man!" and then directed me to the stairs. We got inside Nora's room, and I put her gently on the bed before kissing her forehead 'goodnight' and followed Blythe downstairs.
She led me into the dining area and offered me to sit by the table. She poured us tea before sitting down across the table from me.
"Where have you been?" she asked, a lot calmer than she was a while ago.
"Just by the Delphic Beach. There's this party we want to attend to," I said, not bothering to finish my sentence, since nothing came out.
"Was there…you know, drinking, and stuff?"
I sighed inaudibly, and answered after a second. "Unfortunately, there is,"
"And I assume you…lured…her into drinking, am I right, Patch?"
I was truthfully hurt by what she just said. Like she never liked me as her daughter's boyfriend. Like she can't trust me with Nora. Heck, she doesn't even like the fact that she hang out with me in the first place.
I shook my head, and tried to be as respectful and trustworthy as I spoke the next lines. "No, ma'am, in fact, it was when I left her with Vee that she started drinking. It's not that I want you to blame Vee instead of me—because it is partly my fault for leaving her for a short while—but I just want you to know that I do take care for your daughter. She is my top priority, and I make sure her best interests are carefully noted. She's the most intelligent, most beautiful girl I have ever met, and I'm sure you agree I don't deserve her. But I'm sure of what I'm feeling and I'm sure about her. I want to take care of her. I want to protect her. I'll give everything she needs and I swear to God she will always be the only one." I was desperate, and I heard it in my voice. Love is driving me crazy right now, and I've got no choice but to ride with it.
I can tell she felt the passion in me. She remained still except for her hand that was continuously stirring her tea, her face expressionless as she rewinded what I had just said.
"You can trust me for her, Mrs. Grey," I continued said.
After a long, awkward silence, she finally spoke. "Fine then," I released the breath I didn't realize I was holding. Then, her eyes turned narrow again. She raised her spoon to point it at my face. "But you have to prove yourself first, Patch."
I pursed my lips, my eyebrows wrinkled in wonder. "Two weeks. I'll give you two weeks." She cleared.
On the corner of my eye, I could see the luggage standing behind the door.
This is it! Expect the next one by the weekend or maybe the next, I don't know. There's a lot going on at school lately, but I make sure I still have time writing for you guys! Hope you like. I NEED REVIEWS FOR INSPIRATION and I am open for any suggestions, just in case I run out of ideas. :D
