Rated: R for very obvious reasons if you got this far.
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone remember? Kinda sucks.
A/N: Thanks to all who reviewed. It keeps me inspired to keep writing. Here's chapter 8, done in Craig's POV. Also, "The Writing on the Wall," with Paige/Alex, will be updated sometime during this week.
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Chapter VIII: Bittersweet
(Craig's POV)
Alcohol makes you do crazy things.
And this was the craziest.
Was it crazy for me to take advantage like this? Was it crazy for me to want her? For me to tell her how much I think she's beautiful? Is it crazy for a psycho guitarist to like her? I don't have the answers to that. I sure wish I did.
I kissed Ellie…again. And she kissed me back…again. She has really soft lips, you know? Okay Sean knows and maybe Marco, from his pre-boys days. But I didn't know. She's a good kisser, too. The way she was holding onto me made me shiver.
"Oh Craig," God, even the way she said my name made me shiver. I couldn't stop. She didn't tell me to stop. Not yet.
If I could get any closer to her, I…I don't know what I'd do. But this is right now, and I wasn't gonna spoil it.
We were on that shag carpet, grabbing each other like we were needy. Is that the word? Maybe we were. I haven't been with anyone since Ash left and I'm assuming Ellie didn't since Sean. But how could Sean leave someone so beautiful behind? Even in the dark, you could see her beauty. She looked flushed and stopped me.
No, I don't wanna stop.
"We should stop." She gently pushed me off her and sat up. We both were out of breath. I heard her sigh. She was thinking. I could tell. Please don't tell me that you're sorry and that you regret it. "Let's not tell anyone about this." Yes, I can do that.
"Deal."
And it was over, right?
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Wrong.
It's been 3 days since I last saw Ellie. 3 days since I held her. 3 days since I kissed her.
And there I was again, in therapy. And it was Wednesday. I sat in the same chair like I always did. It was right next to Rod. And right across from me was Ellie. She looked good. Who am I kidding? She looked great. It was the first time I ever saw her in jeans before. Her hair was curly, too.
"Craig," Mark said. Oh, great. I didn't wanna talk about my weekend. "How was your weekend?"
"Uh," I started. "It could have been better. Been getting along with my step sister lately and just been having fun." Yeah, minus Joey in the hospital, a headache from all the drinking last night and kissing Ellie. Everyone bought it. Even Rod. Mark just nodded his head like he was pleased and moved on to Rod. We were going around in a circle, telling everyone about our weekend.
I noticed that Ellie wasn't paying attention. She was just looking out the window again, which showed raindrops. She had one of those faces that showed that something was wrong. She was hiding it. I should know. I was doing the same thing.
She looked away from the window when Mark called her name. "Ellie, tell us about your weekend."
She sighed before answering. "I've been hanging out with my friends lately. Pretty much it." She said.
"And how's the home life?" Mark asked. For a second, I saw sadness. I don't know if Mark did.
"Okay I guess." She looked down and started snapping those rubber bands. What's up with that?
"Just okay?" Mark was pushing it.
"Yeah, just fine." Ellie was a good liar. But it didn't fool me.
We both looked at each other for a few seconds before she looked away. I just sighed before I looked at the clock again. Time to go. Mark dismissed us and Ellie was the first to leave. She wasn't going to get away so easily.
She was halfway out the entrance doors but I called her out. "Ellie, wait up." She didn't stop or kept going. She just slowed down some. I caught up with her. "Hey, what's the hurry?"
She didn't say anything at first but looked at the ground. "I just wanna get out of here. It's nothing else." She told me. I bought that. She just looked so vulnerable.
"Oh, well, come with me then." I told her. She looked unsure and I heard her sigh again. That meant she was thinking. Ellie nodded her head and went through the doors. I followed her behind but I took her to some place. Not the park, not her home but my place.
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Ellie was picking at my amps in the garage. She looked unsure. I was unsure. Perfect match, right? She just sighed and sat down on the couch that was near the door. I thought Joey threw that away.
I hit my foot on the amp by accident and cursed under my breath. I think Ellie heard me.
"How's it going?" Ellie asked me. She pointed to the guitar case.
I just sighed at it. "Huh, it's gone missing. I was stupid at losing that guitar. Joey's gonna buy me another one day since Ash bought me that one." I just treaded off.
Ellie nodded her head and moved around on the couch. "I haven't touched mine since Ash left. Guess she had a big effect on our lives, huh?"
I sighed. "Yeah."
Talk about awkward.
"Look, about the other night.." She started. I cut her off. I didn't wanna hear it.
"It just happened right? And personally, I don't regret it." I told her up front. She just looked at me and I couldn't look away.
"You don't?" I shook my head no. "I just don't want it to be awkward between us. I mean, we hardly know each other and…"
"It just happened. We were drunk and shit was going down." I explained to her.
"Fine. It just happened." She nodded her head. I got nervous.
I was getting really nervous when we looked at each other again. I haven't looked at anyone that intense since the whole Manny thing.
Her eyes were really brown up close.
But how could I resist her again?
Sure, I was sober now but when I was drunk when I first kissed her. But I had no time to think about soberness and drinking when I kissed her again. And this time, she wasn't pulling away.
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A/N: Sorry for taking so long. I had major writer's block and being involved in a Degrassi Cast RP kinda got me distracted. But I'm back. And as of the moment, Writing's on the Wall with Paige/Alex is WIP and chapter 9 of AWOW is coming up.