A Rebel Love Story
A/N: This is the latest chapter in this new story and I hope that you all love this as much as I do. I'm really happy to see that people are getting some sort of entertainment from this. Enjoy lovelies!
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Chapter 4
Recap: "I'll see you later, Tessa." he said as he walked out the door. Not realizing it, but he had left his hankerchif in my hand. Pressing my back into the wall, I slid down to the floor and just thought about everything that had happened. This is more than I expected from an unwelcomed proposition and Will Herondale.
It was almost 6 in the morning when I finally got back to the apartment with Jessamine. I had made a pretty large fortune from this tonight. That included my bartending and "other" job that came unexpectedly. I understand why some girls strip and lap dance, but I have my own pride to keep and not throw away by doing that.
"Tessa, I'm gonna go shower than head to bed. I'm sure you're hungry so help yourself to anything in the kitchen. I'm used to not eating after late nights like this. Sweet Dreams." she said as she shut the door.
"Thanks, Jesse. Sleep tight." I called back.
A shower sounded like heaven right now. My feet hurt, my body hurts, I'm hungry. Slipping into my room, I slid all my clothes off and put the shoes at the foot of my bed on the floor. The sound of rings and bracelets came to my ears when I sat them down on the nightstand. I sat down and looked at my feet and saw blisters starting to form on the palm of them. Damn, this is going to suck tomorrow.
Heading to the bathroom, I turned on the water to the point it almost scalded my skin. I wet a washcloth and took off all the mascara and eyeliner before jumping in the shower. Steam quickly filled the room and the distinct smell of vanilla and lavender wafted in the air. I looked on the edge of the tub and found shampoo and conditioner that smelt like honey and apricots.
I laughed a little at the sight of them. It was my favorite smell when I was a kid before i got sent into juvie.
Juvie. The Juvinille Detention Center of London.
What did I do to deserve four full years of unbriddled punishment? I wasn't a bad kid. I still hadn't had sex or gone whoring around with retards. I didn't so drugs or sell them. Sure I had piercings and a tattoo, but that doesn't make me a bad kid. Okay it sort of does because I didn't tell anybody I was getting it, but that's beside the point.
Putting my forearms and forehead on the cool tile of the shower, I thought about all the time I spent in there. All four years spent were literally pure hell to me. I was just a kid back then and they treated me as if I killed somebody.
I never meant for her to get hurt and die. It wasn't my fault, but then it was my fault. It all just happened so fast and I couldn't do a single thing to prevent it at that time. All those events haunt my dreams all night. It's as if she's inside my head and I can hear her screaming and there's not a damn thing in the world I can do to help her. I've done my best to try and forget my past, but I just ended up in the wrong crowd and I got screwed over in the end.
No. That's all done and over with. Its all in the past and she's gone. I'll never see her again. Never.
The loud sound of rumbling in my stomach brought me to reality. I hadn't eaten jack shit all fricken day and a bottle of water doesn't count for much of anything either. Smirking to myself, I shut the water off and stepped out onto the rug. I grabbed a towel from the rack and wrapped it tightly around my body. Taking a smaller towel, I removed all the excess water from my hair and just let it air dry.
When I stepped out into my bedroom, I felt the tempature drop a couple of degrees. I welcomed the sharp bite of the cool air on my skin. Heading out into the kitchen, I grabbed an orange and put a kettle of water on the stove to heat up. Tea sounded pretty damn good to me. I looked through the cabinets for tea leaves and found my favorite tea in the world. It was Black African Milk Tea.
It was so smooth and sweet like honey. It helped calm my nerves and sleep better. I hadn't had this since I was a little girl. Jessamine's parents used to send it to me because I loved it so much, but then they died in an accident. I was too young to realize death when it reared it ugly head, but I had known that something was wrong when the tea stopped coming. It would always come on the third saturday of every month.
I smiled at the memory because with every bag of tea came a sweet letter from my aunt and uncle, telling me how much they missed me and how they really wanted to see me. They always cared about me like I was their own daughter. To be frank, I probably would have been happier if I were. My parents didn't love me. If they did, they would have been the ones to come and bail me out of juvie, not Jessamine.
I bet they're off with my older brother having the time of their lives. I was always the child that they didn't care about or pay much attention to. I was always the rotten kid that they didn't love or care about.
The loud whistle of the kettle broke me out of my thoughts. Putting a couple scoops of tea leaves in the teapot, I poured the hot water into the pot and waited for it to settle and mix. Grabbing the milk out of the fridge, I set it on the counter and waited for the tea to finish. Grabbing two teacups and small tea plates, I put the cup on the plate and poured the tea into the cups, catching the remaining leaves with the strainer. Pouring milk into the tea, I watched the milk dissolve into the blackness of the tea. Stirring it and taking a small test sip, I wrinkled my nose it the strength of the tea before adding more milk. Leaving mine on the counter I took the other cup to Jessamine's room. I saw that she was still in the shower, so I left it on her dresser.
Peeling my orange I slowly ate it slice by slice. Tonight had been so messed up. I went from bartending to being a stripper for idiots. Speaking of idiots, how in the heavens did I end up stripping for William Herondale? When I first met him, he was a total asshole. I'm sure he still is, but then..in the room. He was soft and gentle with no smartass comments. I never expected his touch nor his kiss to rouse me so much.
Damn you Will! You're so frustrating when you're being a jackass, but when you were with me in the room, it was like you had flipped personalities.
God! He's so infuritaing and frustrating to try and understand. One minute he's a smartass the next he's sweet and nice. What the hell?
Finishing my orange, I took my cup of tea into my room. Setting it on the end table by my bed, I took the towel off and slid on a clean pair of panties and a white chemise.
I shut the main light off and switched on the lamp instead. Finishing off my milk tea, I fiddled with the silk comforter, enjoying the feeling of silk inbetween my fingers. I looked down at the comforter and saw how blue it was. It reminded me of his eyes. It was such a pure color; the color of a beautiful night sky and the waves of the oceans.
NO! Tessa what are you thinking?! He's nothing to you. He was just a job for one night and that was it. The kiss meant nothing, right? He was just a horny 18 or 19 year old. Nothing more. Absolutely nothing.
Putting my thoughts on Will aside, I slid under the covers and looked at the clock. It was almost 6:15 and I'm bloody tired. I'll just catch some sleep and worry about "it" later. I closed my eyes and tried not to think about "him", but it never happened.
Switching the lamp off, I let the darkness envelope me in a soft comforting embrace. In the dark void behind my eyelids, I could only see him. I could only see Will's face.
***I stood on the edge of the balcony, over looking all of London and it's greatness. The lights on Big Ben looked so beautiful in contrast to the darkness of the night. The moon shone with a brilliance that I had never seen before. It looked so full and luminious and the stars twinkled with a beautiful radiance.
Soft breezes flowed through my hair and over my skin, making me let out gentle sighs at it's feeling. The silk of my loose chemise swirled around my body with the gentle breezes.
Strong arms wrapped around me waist and a firm body pressed against me. I should have been frightened, but there was just something about the feeling that was so...familiar to me. I felt my hair being gently slid over my opposite shoulder, exposing my neck to the night. I felt soft nips and gentle kisses in the crook of my neck, sighs left my lips as the slow minstrations continued.
His kiss was so familiar and addictive. I know this kiss. It's his. A tiny moan slipped through my lips when his fingers moved slowly down my body and connected with bare flesh. My hands moved behind my head and into his hair. I loved the feeling of the silky strands between my fingers.
"Will." I half moaned, half whispered out.
"Tessa. My sweet Tessa." His voice was gentle in my ear and his breath tenderly flowed over my cheek. I could smell the mint on his breath and feel the muscles in his body tensing and untensing.
Slowly turning to just look at him, I was caught steadfast in the spell of his eyes. Soft, but calloused hands cupped my cheeks before he brought his face down to mine. There was only a small millimeter of space between our lips and I had never wanted a kiss so badly.
Teasingly, he brushed his lips over mine. Just the mere touch set me on fire and roused me so much that it hurt. I couldn't take this any longer. I leaned up and caught his lips with mine in a kiss that literally made me light-headed and my heart pound. Nothing in this world could match the movement of his lips with mine. The kiss was a little awkward at first, like we were teenagers having our first kiss. Moments later, it was like we had been lovers all our lives.
I felt the tip of his tongue brush my lip ever so slightly. I could tell what he wanted and so I gave it to him. He tasted of mint and something sweet like chocolate. When his tongue touched mine, it was all over for me and my self-control. I tried to devour him like there was no tomorrow.
His hands slid down and rubbed circles soothing circles on my lower back where my tattoo would be.
I struggled to press closer to him, if that was even possible. It felt so unusual, but so right at the same time. Hard against soft; it was incredible.
"Will" I moaned out.
Hands slid under me and wrapped my legs around his waist, pressing my center against his hard ecretion. Moaning in eachothers mouths, he effortlessly carried me into the bedroom. Laying me down on the softness of the cotton sheets, he held himself up with the strength of his arms as he took in my form.
As his eyes looked over me with a desire to match my own, I took in his. I could see the strength in his arms and the soft outline of the muscles in his chest. The black tattoos glowed against his pale skin. I let my fingertips graze the outline of the markings on his stomach. I watched with lust as the muscles jumped in responce to my touch.
"Tessa.."
"Yes?" I asked breathlessly.
"I just wanted to let you know tha-" he cut off...
I shot straight awake at the sound of my phone blaring its alarm. Sweat caked my forehead and my breathing was extremely heavy.
What kind of dream was that? It's impossible. I could never want someone like Will in my life. He's rude and inconsiderate and obnoxiously sarcastic and those stupid blue eyes just.. draw you in enough to make you wonder..
By the Angel! Tessa! Get a hold of yourself! You don't want him. You know better than that! I mentally scolded myself for even thinking that. How is it possible that I could ever want someone like him? It's just not possible or even thinkable.
I grabbed my phone out of my pants that were still on the floor from last night. It was about 2:30 in the afternoon and the sun was out and coming in through the windows and balcony doors.
Sitting up on my pillows, I stretched and rubbed the sleepiness from my eyes. I swung my feet over the side of the bed and looked at them. The blisters were fresh and I would definately need to bandage and wrap them for today and maybe no heels for tonight.
I jumped in the shower quickly and washed my hair. I stepped out and put a towel around my body. I quickly brushed my teeth and combed out my damp locks. Screw make-up. Its a pain to put on and an even bigger pain in the ass to get off. I settled on a little bit of lip balm instead.
I went to the closet that Jesse had filled for me and grabbed a pair of dark washed skinnies and a plain lavender t-shirt and a leather jacket. I settled on a pair of lace up combat boots with brass buckles. I gently untangled the cuff earrings from my hair because like the dumbass I am, I forgot to take them out last night.
Idiot
I cleaned them and set them on the dresser to dry. Checking my aquamarine belly piercing, i just took it out and cleaned it before putting it back in. Slipping my clothes on looked at my appearence and fixed my shirt before heading to the bathroom to take care of my feet.
Sitting on the toilet. I took small bandages and covered the blisters with them and some ointment. I took some wrap from there as well and wrapped my feet to keep them from re-opening again.
Taking a test stand, my feet felt so much better than 10 minutes ago. Slipping my boots on, I took one last look at myself and gave a self-satsfied smile. I went out into the kitchen and found Jesse in the kitchen warming some fresh scones and brewing some coffee.
"Monring, Tessa. How'd you sleep?" she asked.
"Fine. My feet hurt and are blistered, but I'm okay. Is every night like that?" I asked.
"No. It's just Saturday nights. The weekdays are pretty much dead because people work and don't drink. Plus we're closed on weekdays. so until Friday, we can do what ever we really want."
"That's cool." I went over and grabbed a mug from the cupboard and poured some nice hot coffee. I grabbed the milk and poured some in. I do love coffee, but I can't drink it straight like Jessamine does.
"So about last night, what took you so long with that appointment? I did tell you that most are only twenty minutes. You were in there for two whole fricken hours." Shit. Time to weigh options: Do I tell the truth or do I lie to Jessamine? By the Angel..
"Why didn't you tell me that Will was an appointment for last night?" I asked her. She froze in midsip of her coffee.
Yeah. Now I gotcha.
"I did try and tell you, but you wouldn't let me finish my sentence." That backfired right into my face. Great.
"My bad." I took another sip and added more milk.
"Okay now answer me. What happened in there with him?" So persistant. Now I have to tell the truth.
"When I went in, I was shocked to find him in there and he thought it was hilarious to watch my reaction. Instead of stripping for him, we played a game that involved stripping. It was with book quotes and you know how I can be with my book quotes, so it took forever. I had just removed a specific article of clothing and he..." God help me "..kissed me."
She raised one perfectly groomed eyebrow "Oh really?" She seemed a little shocked at what I had just said. I would never hear the end of this now.
"Yes. Why?"
"He hardly ever looks at a girl, flirts with her then plants one on her."
"You've got to be kidding me. He never does that?" Now i'm speechless.
"He's a notorious flirt, but he hardly ever kisses a girl."
"I find that hard to believe, Jesse." I finished my first cup of coffee and reached for a scone.
"It's true. Jem has told me so and those two are practially unseperable from eachother. They're like brothers."
Well this is just peachy. I had just been kissed by someone who I don't even know if has a reputation as a player and I'm just so fricken confused. This had better be tha last time I ever dream of Will Herondale or I just might have to be admitted into an insane asylum.
A/N: I that's a real mouth full. Tessa's now having dreams about our beloved Will and he seemes to be driving her insane aming her question her own desires. I hope you all liked this chapter and please leave reviews and comments in the right section. I love you all to the stars and back and thanks for reading. XOXO
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