Chapter 8:
After the party Clark and I headed back up stairs to my suite. The others all had another room which meant I had the Imperial all to myself… unless I wanted someone to share it with. Once we got inside, Clark looked around.
"Wow!" He said.
"Yea, my reaction was pretty much the same." I told him. Clark looked down and smiled at me.
"You look beautiful tonight." He told me, I blushed a little.
"Thanks, and you don't look to bad yourself." I felt like a little girl.
We looked into each others eyes, just smiling.
"Umm I have something for you." He said, fumbling with his jacket pocket. Then he took out a square box and handed it to me. I smiled and opened it. I gasped at what I saw. It was a beautiful silver necklace with a square diamond charm.
"Clark!" I exclaimed. "It's so beautiful! You didn't have to, this is all too much!"
"No it's not, and I wanted to. Because Juliet, you're special. I have only known you for a couple weeks but it feels like so much longer and I think..." he stopped.
"Think what Clark?" I asked quietly, taking his hand. He looked down, then back into my eyes.
"I think I might love you." He said honestly. It got very quiet. After a few moments he pulled his hand out of mine.
"If you don't feel the same ways it's---" I cut him off abruptly by pressing my lips to his. This kiss was very welcomed, and it got deeper by the second. I wrapped my hands around his neck and he placed his around my waist and pulled me as close to him as humanly possible, then we broke apart for a second.
"I love you Clark." I whispered. He smiled
"Really?" He asked. I smiled this time.
"Yes really!" I said. Then he swooped me up in his arms and spun me around. When he set me back on the ground we kissed again.
But this time was different. This kiss wasn't just a fireworks kiss. This was full of lust and want. This was the kind of kiss that led you into the bedroom to mess and fumble with each others clothing until eventually you are both lying on the bed, in your underwear with your hands roaming each others bodies and lips intertwined with each others. This is exactly where Clark and I were now. We both knew what we wanted, and there was no turning back.
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I woke up the next morning to fingers gently running themselves through my hair. I opened my eyes to see Clark.
"Good morning." I mumbled sleepily. Then I recollected the events from the night before after I realized I wasn't wearing anything but the necklace Clark had given to me. I have a feeling my face turned bright red, Clark noticed and laughed a little.
"Happy Birthday Jules" He said, kissing me lightly. Then I realized something.
"Oh my God I am eighteen!" I exclaimed, finally processing the thought that it was my birthday. Clark laughed at my sudden outburst.
After a while we both got up and got ready for the day. After I showered and got dressed, I walking into the living area and found Clark sitting on the couch. My bag was packed and sitting by the door, along with the bellhop and a trolley with all my gifts, which Clark and I some how managed to get into both of out cars. We then left the hotel and went to the park and ate cheeseburgers.
"Now this is what I call a birthday lunch." I said. Clark laughed. We were having a very good afternoon.
"Juliet I will be right back." Clark said. I nodded and he walked off. So I finished my cheeseburger and waited. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Clark?" I turned , but it wasn't Clark, it was a man with a pistol pointed at my head. I sat in shock. Then he yanked me up and pulled me to him with the gun at my head.
"Your family ruined mine. So now I am going to ruin yours." The man said. But I didn't know what he meant. I wanted to scream, I wanted to yell. But I was so scared. So I just whispered..
"Clark…help…" I closed my eyes, knowing he couldn't hear me. But when I opened them, there he was.
"Your boyfriend can't help you now." The man said as he dropped me to the ground, aimed the gun at Clark and shot twice. I screamed louder then I ever had in my life. But when the bullets hit Clark, nothing happened. I sat amazed. Then, in less than a second, he was behind the man who attacked us. Clark spun him around , picked him up with one arm and threw him. The man was apparently too shocked to fight back. He was also unconscious but probably not too harmed. Then Clark looked down at me, I was still staring at him in shock. He walked over and picked me up off the ground.
"Are you all right?" He asked concerned. I nodded,
"Clark, what was that?" I asked quietly.
"I'm not really from around here." Clark said hesitantly.