A Twist of Heart; Change of Fate
Chapter 9 - Finally
I whispered quickly while removing his sunshades slowly.
"Hello there, beautiful." I smiled a bit as I picked myself up off of the ground. He, in turn, did the same as I returned his sunshades to him.
"Pardon me, but why're you here? Aren't you supposed to be in-"
"Massachusetts?" I nodded as he chuckled. "Yeah, well, about that…I'm sort-of recovering. Speaking of which, I might need a bit of an extension on due to well…what just happened."
"Right, sorry about that," I relayed with a slight smile. He chuckled and reassured me it was okay.
"Hey, um, listen. If you need a place to dry off and cool down, you could…come over. I mean, I've food…milk…Scrabble." I laughed.
"Well, I'm on my way to the university." He frowned a bit then smiled brightly.
"Then, would you mind me escorting you there, my fair lady?" I giggled and shrugged.
"Why not?" Adam shrugged off his jacket as his hands placed them around my shoulders. I gave him a smile of gratitude as we both proceeded down the pavement and towards the university. Our attire was drenched as we stepped through the university's front doors. I put my finger to my lips as we inconspicuously moved along the corridors and into my dorm.
As I slowly turned the doorknob and pushed open the door, I was surprised, and slightly relieved, to find that Misty had not yet entered the dorm. There was no sign of her being in bed or leaving for a midnight snack. My guess was that she had fallen asleep in the lab again. I shrugged off the idea and closed the door silently behind Adam.
"Comfy," he commented in a whisper. I smiled softly.
"I'll go shower," I whispered to him. As I stood there, I felt a wet pair of lips touch my cheek. Although I was almost sure every strand of hair on my body had been standing up due to the cold, I felt remarkably warm inside. I blushed slightly and exited to the bathroom. Swiftly, I changed and re-entered the bedroom.
"You smell … nice," he commented, once more in a whisper. I giggled softly as I handed him a warm towel. He threw it on top of his hair and immediately began to dry it. I smiled as I laid another one on the ground and sat beside it. And after a couple of seconds, he joined me, seating himself on the lain towel. "So how's the boyfriend?" I smiled.
"Good…travelling," I responded. Even though I hadn't felt his arm around me, I was almost sure it had been.
"Mmm, I see; so, you've been alone for the past few weeks," he inquired. Despite the darkness, he was close enough for me to make out most of his noticeable features - for one, his beautiful and captivating blue eyes.
"Uh, no, not exactly…Jeff had been hanging out with me, and well…I don't really want to discuss it at the moment," I confessed. I felt his cold and dampened fingers intertwine with mine.
"Hey, come on, you can tell me," he whispered comfortingly. I looked into his eyes and then back down at our hands.
"Well, he was getting a bit too friendly, and I figured I might as well break it off," I whispered back.
"Oh yeah, 'cause of Randy and everything." I looked up at him almost shocked at his understanding.
"Y-Yeah, that's-that's exactly why. But, he didn't-well, when I tried to explain it to him, he said that he had loved me."
"He doesn't," Adam quickly responded and moved closer to me. I felt a bit taken aback.
"How do you know?" He chuckled a bit, and to be honest, I blushed a bit embarrassedly.
"Well, obviously he really wants to 'do' you, and he's going to say whatever he needs to in order to get you to that point," he said softly, "Like I said before, a beautiful girl like you shouldn't be someone's play thing." I blushed even harder, and I could've only thanked the darkness for concealing my scarlet, red cheeks.
"I'm taking love advice from the Rated - R Superstar?" He chuckled quietly.
"Sure," he whispered as his dampened lips once again pressed themselves against my cheek. It was almost instinctively that I wrapped my arms horizontally around his waist. And as I did, he held me closer. Care did I not, that he was drenched as I hugged him even tighter. I felt his chin rest gently on top of my head. As he rested his back against the wall, my head fell perfectly on his chest. I could hear him hum something very slightly. I smiled sleepily at his attempt at a lullaby which after a few minutes had no longer been considered an 'attempt'.
I awoke to the sound of my 'Voices' ring tone emanating somewhere from beneath the clutches of my purse. I crawled over swiftly avoiding any obstacle which would stir the sleeping creature behind me. I quickly grasped my cellular phone.
"Hello," I whispered softly, sitting cross-legged on the floor.
"Good morning," I recognized this faint whisper, however I couldn't match a name to it.
"H-Hello," I stated once more in an interrogative fashion.
"It's Jeff," he spoke a bit louder allowing me to hear his Carolina - accented voice. I sighed unconsciously.
"Hi, Jeff," I bed politely.
"Look, I know things didn't exactly work out this morning, but…"
"But, what, Jeff? I can't love you. Even if I would, you'd be more like a brother than a boyfriend. Randy is my boyfriend, and it was inexcusably wrong for me to have kissed you-"
"So, you regret it then? You regret everything?"
"No, that's not what I meant," I raised my voice a bit before realizing the reason for keeping such a hushed tone. I sighed and continued in a whisper, "I don't regret kissing you; I just felt that it was wrong. It is wrong, Jeff, and you know it."
"Maybe I don't." I could hear his voice become like ice.
"What do you want-" I remarked with the same icy tone he had taken with me before a hand was placed over mine. I glanced back to see Adam with a 'let-me-handle-this' smile. I slowly loosened my grip on the phone as he slid it out of my hands.
"Hello," Adam's voice whispered. I could hear a long pause followed by a smile from Adam. "Yes, this is Adam. Very good, Jeff," he added sarcastically; I couldn't help but crack a slight smile at his remark. "Listen, you're going to leave Yasmin alone, and you're going to start leaving her alone right - now." There was yet again a long pause before Adam again answered, "I don't care what you call me just leave her alone, okay? No, you know what? No more pandering to you. You're going to leave her alone. There aren't any 'if's, 'and's or 'but's," and with that he clicked off the phone placing it back into my palm. I smiled a grand smile as I embraced him tightly.
"Adam, you are incredible," I commented breathlessly.
"I know," he remarked smugly. I giggled slightly as I held on tighter.
His attire had been completely dried as we headed back to our previous position. "Good morning," I bed as my eyes slowly began to close.
"Good morning," his voice whispered softly in my ear. And after a couple of minutes, we were asleep.
The next day, I had awoken laying on my bed wrapped in the warm comforter that had quilted the bed. I propped myself up on my elbows as to put some sort of sense into this confusion.
"Morning, sunshine," the voice rang out as I gazed up into his blue eyes. I smiled.
"Morning," I whispered as I sat up fully. He sat himself down beside me.
"So, I assume you want me to leave," he asked. I smiled.
"It's more of you having to leave than me wanting you to," I answered. He chuckled lowly in return. A bit of a pause preceded my statement before Adam chimed in once more.
"So, uh, are you doing anything tonight?" My eyes widened a bit.
"Uh, not exactly - why?" He smiled as he ran his fingers through his highlighted, shoulder-length, blonde hair.
"I was wondering if you'd like to go out for some…food…dinner…anything," he said rather slowly and softly. I could feel my eyes widen a bit more.
"I-I'll check," I stated with a comforting smile. He nodded, considering what had been said and handed me a strip of paper with a scribbled 7-digit number on it. I politely took it and re-read it over and over in my palm.
"Well, I guess I best be leaving," he responded heartily while rising and extending his arms as if expecting a hug. I arose and embraced him tightly, thanking him for the walk and accompaniment. "Anytime, love." I smiled softly. "Oh, and don't forget to check about tonight. You won't regret it." I laughed a bit as I assured him I would.
We embraced one last time before he'd departed. I closed the door gently, standing there thinking about what Edg-Adam had said: 'You won't regret it.' His promise ran through my mind over and over again. I sighed and shrugged to myself scrapping the thought for now and clothing myself in proper school attire before setting off to my classes. The day dragged on with little excitement. At 3 o'clock pm, the students filed out of the classroom 4 by 6 all trying to squeeze through the door.
"Some of the girls and I are going to go get some grub later tonight - you should come," Misty proposed as we dropped our bags off at our separate desks in the dorm.
"Oh, perhaps tomorrow? I promised someone I'd meet up with them," I responded as I withdrew my cell phone and instantly began dialling the scribbled number on the sheet.
"Alright then, well, 'night," Misty bed as she exited the dorm. I pressed the receiver to my ear. After about 3 dial tones, he finally picked up.
"Hey, you called," his voice sounded a bit livelier. I giggled.
"That I did," I responded as he chuckled softly.
"That you did. So uh, anyways, I'd love for you to meet me at 54 Welchburg, North Akerman Street. I'm sorry, I'd come and pick you up, but I'm dealing with some personal matters at the moment," he stated softly.
"Sure, I understand," I said thoughtfully. "I'll show up there for 7."
"That's perfect. See you then."
"See you then," I restated as we hung up simultaneously. I paced myself whilst dressing in a couple of my grey, distressed jeans, a top such as (), a pair of my favourite, black converse and placing my hair back into a messy bun. Once outside I hailed a cab and proceeded to 54 Welchburg, North Akerman Street. Slowly, I glided into the restaurant named 'Juanito's'.
"May I help you," the host inquired courteously.
"Yes, I'm here uh for a date…Adam Copeland," I responded. The host scrolled through the list of names before finally looking up and smiling in my direction.
"Ah, yes, here it is," he concluded as he hailed a waiter. The waiter politely lead me to the table for two set up in a quaint little corner. I smiled and thanked him as I sat myself down. I looked around the restaurant which appeared to be only half-full. Yet, although there were a number of people neither appeared to be Adam. I sighed as I sat there in my silence waiting for him.
I glanced at my watch, almost half an hour had passed. I realized the inevitable - I'd been stood up. I rose quietly and exited the restaurant. Was I upset? I guess. Did I cry? Absolutely…not. Adam felt like too much of a friend to get that upset over this. I walked over to the curb as I withdrew my phone from my pocket in an attempt to call a cab service.
"Hello, stranger," a familiar voice sounded behind me. It was deep, husky…and missed. I spun around sharply as my beautiful, grey-eyed Viper stood there gazing at me. Tears filled my eyes as I flung my arms around his neck with his arms embracing me tightly. Randy was here…finally.
