Chapter 7
"Spot, what are you doing here?!" I said in a loud whisper.
"I came to talk to ya," he responded as he climbed from the window into my room.
"It's the middle of the night, you could get caught!" I was still in the process of waking up. I hate it when he does this. I mean, I love being with him more than anything in the world, but I'm paranoid that one day my parents will hear us and barge into my room.
"I wanna talk to ya about da odah day." He pulled me into a hug as we sat down on my bed. I pulled away, wanting an explanation. "I'se sorry foh da way I behaved. I just saw yous and my feelins' of jealousy ovehwhelmed me. I just couldn't stand da way he was lookin' at ya. I hate seein' you wit dos bastahds. I hate being apart from you, and jist knowin' dat he may be da man u end up wit makes me wanna kill 'em." His eyes began filling up with tears. I could tell he was trying to hold them back. I can't stand it when he cries, because then I end up crying and feeling guilty. I managed somehow to hold back my tears as I placed my hand on his cheek and forced him to look into my eyes.
"Of course I forgive you. I hate this just as much as you do, but you promised me long ago that you wouldn't get jealous. I can't blame you for feeling that way, but you promised never to act upon it-"
"But why do ya have to act all interested in dem? Why can't ya just be rude or just scah 'em away?" I could tell the anger was building up in him. I can't say I blame him. I can't imagine what I would do if I was in his position. I have seen girls hit on him and stare lovingly at him, but he either doesn't notice or blows them off.
"I told you before that I tried that and I got in big trouble. I cannot risk that again. If I do, it means being away from you for longer than week. That would be too great of a punishment." I didn't really know what to say to comfort him. I too was unhappy. Why couldn't my parents just accept him? If only fairytales were real. "Spot, please just remember that no matter what happens I will always love you. No one can take that away." I pulled him in for a gentle kiss, reassuring him that no matter what happens, my love for him would never die. I slowly released my lips from his and moved my head to his shoulder, closing my eyes. I wanted so badly for this moment to last forever, wrapped in his strong arms.
I wanted to tell him about what my mother and I had discussed earlier today, but I knew this wasn't the right time. He's feeling vulnerable as it is.
He loosened his grip as I pulled away in order to face him. We stared lovingly into each other's eyes. "I love you," he whispered softly. We both smiled as we leaned towards each for another gentle kiss, which soon became long and passionate. He held me tight in his arms as I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck. I never wanted to let go. I always became lost in his kisses. Pulling away was a constant challenge.
Suddenly I came back into reality. I quickly pulled away. Before he could react I whispered, "You have to go." He sighed. I looked away from him, because I hated seeing the look on his face whenever I told him to leave. He pressed his lips against my neck, tickling it. I giggled before playfully pushing him away. "Hey, knock it off Conlon!" I joked. "Tell you what, I'll do my best to meet you at Joe's tomorrow afternoon."
"Promise?"
"I'll do my best." There was a brief silence until he began to lean in for yet another kiss. I turned away. "Please leave before I lack the willpower to say goodbye." He nodded and stood up. I watched him as he climbed out of the window and turned around to smile at me. I smiled back, and then he was gone.
I stood up in order to stretch. All of a sudden, I felt it again. My stomach tensed up and I felt like my lungs were going to explode. I began violently coughing into my hand. When I pulled it away, I noticed something. Is that. No! But it is. Blood. The last thing I remember was the door opening and Nikki standing there with a candle in her hand calling out for me.
A/N- I know, a bit of a cliffhanger. I'll try and update when I can, but like I said in the last chapter, it may take a little while. Please review!
"Spot, what are you doing here?!" I said in a loud whisper.
"I came to talk to ya," he responded as he climbed from the window into my room.
"It's the middle of the night, you could get caught!" I was still in the process of waking up. I hate it when he does this. I mean, I love being with him more than anything in the world, but I'm paranoid that one day my parents will hear us and barge into my room.
"I wanna talk to ya about da odah day." He pulled me into a hug as we sat down on my bed. I pulled away, wanting an explanation. "I'se sorry foh da way I behaved. I just saw yous and my feelins' of jealousy ovehwhelmed me. I just couldn't stand da way he was lookin' at ya. I hate seein' you wit dos bastahds. I hate being apart from you, and jist knowin' dat he may be da man u end up wit makes me wanna kill 'em." His eyes began filling up with tears. I could tell he was trying to hold them back. I can't stand it when he cries, because then I end up crying and feeling guilty. I managed somehow to hold back my tears as I placed my hand on his cheek and forced him to look into my eyes.
"Of course I forgive you. I hate this just as much as you do, but you promised me long ago that you wouldn't get jealous. I can't blame you for feeling that way, but you promised never to act upon it-"
"But why do ya have to act all interested in dem? Why can't ya just be rude or just scah 'em away?" I could tell the anger was building up in him. I can't say I blame him. I can't imagine what I would do if I was in his position. I have seen girls hit on him and stare lovingly at him, but he either doesn't notice or blows them off.
"I told you before that I tried that and I got in big trouble. I cannot risk that again. If I do, it means being away from you for longer than week. That would be too great of a punishment." I didn't really know what to say to comfort him. I too was unhappy. Why couldn't my parents just accept him? If only fairytales were real. "Spot, please just remember that no matter what happens I will always love you. No one can take that away." I pulled him in for a gentle kiss, reassuring him that no matter what happens, my love for him would never die. I slowly released my lips from his and moved my head to his shoulder, closing my eyes. I wanted so badly for this moment to last forever, wrapped in his strong arms.
I wanted to tell him about what my mother and I had discussed earlier today, but I knew this wasn't the right time. He's feeling vulnerable as it is.
He loosened his grip as I pulled away in order to face him. We stared lovingly into each other's eyes. "I love you," he whispered softly. We both smiled as we leaned towards each for another gentle kiss, which soon became long and passionate. He held me tight in his arms as I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck. I never wanted to let go. I always became lost in his kisses. Pulling away was a constant challenge.
Suddenly I came back into reality. I quickly pulled away. Before he could react I whispered, "You have to go." He sighed. I looked away from him, because I hated seeing the look on his face whenever I told him to leave. He pressed his lips against my neck, tickling it. I giggled before playfully pushing him away. "Hey, knock it off Conlon!" I joked. "Tell you what, I'll do my best to meet you at Joe's tomorrow afternoon."
"Promise?"
"I'll do my best." There was a brief silence until he began to lean in for yet another kiss. I turned away. "Please leave before I lack the willpower to say goodbye." He nodded and stood up. I watched him as he climbed out of the window and turned around to smile at me. I smiled back, and then he was gone.
I stood up in order to stretch. All of a sudden, I felt it again. My stomach tensed up and I felt like my lungs were going to explode. I began violently coughing into my hand. When I pulled it away, I noticed something. Is that. No! But it is. Blood. The last thing I remember was the door opening and Nikki standing there with a candle in her hand calling out for me.
A/N- I know, a bit of a cliffhanger. I'll try and update when I can, but like I said in the last chapter, it may take a little while. Please review!