Ch.2!:D so far going well(:
I do not .
it hurts. it throbs in dull sensation.
His mouth on mine.
hands. his, hands. roaming.
mine press against my sides.
I wonder where they are.
The guys, i mean.
they left me with him.
with. my. father.
I want to sink
back into my mind
with the old sensation
of my mind like cotton.
I press against the wet wall away from him. he says everything is okay and slides a cold jagged nailed hand up my shirt. i want to scream.
this is agony.
my mind explodes with sounds of horns and screeching rubber on tar. i snap my head up.
i faintly remember. the dream. it doesnt happen, anymore.
not since he died. he stares at me.
i have too much hair.
it sticks in random places and covers my ugly face.
does he think im ugly?
i smooth down soft hair with a too big hand and stare out the window with too large eyes.
im.
to.
big.
"Near." a voice calls next to me. i glance and see mello starring out the window, light and matt playing a video game on a D.S. and watari still driving in content.
"Near." it says again. i look again to see ryuzaki starring at me with huge focused eyes. i nod, my mouth too dry to speak.
"You have feelings for matt-kun, yes?" he slides a thin thumb in between his teeth and naws thoughtfully. i nod, looking at the red head and see him and light have on headphones that blare loudly in the rest of the car. i take a glance at watari and mello, mello listening to an Ipod, watari with silencer headphones for peace and quiet. i nod again and rest my sight on my pale leader. he pulled out a dumdum lollipop and replaces his thumb with the sweet treat.
"Why not tell him?" he responds with a slightly full mouth. his breath has the hint of cherries.
why not?
maybe, im.
too.
big.
for him, i mean.
too smart,
too young,
too everything.
my mind numbs and i feel
woozy as we enter a long black and orange tunnel.
everyone but ryuzaki, watari, and i
close our eyes.
dumb tradition, annoying.
"You know how to text?"
my throat hurts and i need water.
it has a small, painful prick
on the back of it,
and i need to numb it with cold liquid.
i swallow spit,
but it hurts worse.
i nod again and take out
the cell phone matt bought for me.
"Tell him."
i nod again and begin letting
my thumbs type the words.
each word
sounds wrong,
so i erase and look back
at my leader.
"Give it." he says with his eyes
and i hand over the white device.
a moment later, he hands the sleek metal
back into my hot palms.
my heart races as i look
at the message he sent him.
"I. like. you." i mouth.
it was simple.
exactly what i needed to say. i hear a loud hum
and see matt take out his fone
and feel his eyes on my head. i stare out the window,
chewing my lip and twirling my hair rapidly.
i hear a few taps and clicks and within minutes
my lap vibrates,
sending chills through my body.
my heart matches the beating phone and i
flip.
it.
open.