Promises: I've Got Him Where I Want Him
By: ParamoreXO
A/N: I've seen love die a lot, but I won't let it end here! Thanks for the reviews! Enjoy! ;)
As I looked into my foggy bathroom mirror, my reflection blurred from the steam of my morning shower, I was shocked that I couldn't see a change in myself. Well, I could have grown a little overnight, but otherwise, nothing was different. I was still the same old Gwen. Those glassy, bright green eyes stared back at me like many times before, my damp hair was still the same vibrant red, my nose still looks like a ski slope, a scar from a battle not too long ago still presented itself against my sun begging skin, right above my right eyebrow. The thing was I didn't feel like the Gwen from yesterday or anytime before that. I guess having a boyfriend just makes you feel different inside? Or maybe the fact that my boyfriend was Kevin Levin, the Bellville Bad Boy, made me feel like a whole other person? I don't know what it was; the dirtiness I felt for having made out with him in bed… and in secret, the giddiness flooding my veins, possibly the fact I had to rest against the sink whenever I thought about seeing him again, or it could have been….Oh. My. Gosh.
I leaned even closer to the mirror to examine my neck; just to make sure that little patch of red had been my imagination. My fingers grazed over the spot lightly, shivers erupting on the skin covering my spine, which could have been made of a solid slate of ice for all I knew. I realized my fears were correct, I had a hickey. Usually, whenever I saw girls at school 'casually' flaunt the marks left on their necks by their clinging so-called-boyfriend, I wanted to puke. As I remembered when Kevin's lips had captured the very spot my fingers were rubbing tenderly, in disbelief might I add, I smiled. I don't know what made me do it, but I was grinning like Ben on Christmas. And that's saying a lot because he looked absolutely idiotic at the family Christmas gatherings. Then again, he always looked like an idiot… Laughing despite myself, I began to dry my hair, preparing myself for the day. I had a feeling it was going to be a long one.
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As I began to descend the stairs to the kitchen for breakfast, I heard the familiar hushed tones of my parents, the same voices they used whenever they were discussing something important, usually involving me. Stopping myself mid-step, I crept back up the staircase, avoiding the creeks I had become oh-so familiar with over my years of eavesdropping.
"Are you positive? You could have just been imagining th-"
"I am not lying, Frank! I know I heard someone else in there last night!" I froze, stone solid, at the sound of my mother's harsh whisper-reply.
"Now, Gwen is a responsible young woman. I don't think she would be hiding anything…" I grimaced slightly as my mom cut him off again.
"She hid her powers from us! She never tells us why she is running around with those boys! She won't even let us know why she's gone for days on end!" Her voice dropped its loose tone, raising an octave higher all while greeting my ears more proficiently.
"Carl and Sandra have explained all of that to us, honey. Isn't that enough? Gwen is almost an adult, Lili, an adult! We have to let her make her own decisions now. Not too long, we'll have to let her go weather we are ready or not."
In the dead silence that followed my dad's words, I realized I had been holding my breath. "I guess you're right," I heard my mom give out her signature exasperated sigh of defeat, pull out a chair from the kitchen table, and collapse into it. As my dad began to pat her back like he always did after an argument, I figured it was a decent time to arrive for breakfast. After making sure my scarf was covering the cursed red spot on the side of my neck, I braced myself for my parent's death stares…well, my mom's, anyway. At least my dad was being reasonable today.
"Good morning!" I plastered on a smile that would put even Barbie to shame.
"Morning, Gwen," My dad smiled, eyes crinkling behind his glasses. His face was always a wonderful face to see in the morning. The old man was always in a cheerful mood, being a morning person and all. It just gave you a genuine reassurance that everything was going to be okay.
"Sleep well?" Even though my mom tried to hide the venom in her falsely cheerful voice, it was still boiling on the surface of every word. Apparently my smile wasn't the only fake thing in the room.
"Decently," I replied, burying my head in the freezer, concentrating real hard on the box of Ego Blueberry Waffles. My pores sighed in relief at the blast of frigid air. All the summer heat they've experienced lately has not been too healthy for my own good, and my clogged pores couldn't agree more.
"Gwendolyn, honey? Why exactly are you wearing a scarf in the middle of summer?" Suddenly, the freezer wasn't as refreshing as I thought. Even though it could freeze water, it wasn't enough to chill my burning cheeks. Whirling around, I slammed the door shut, facing my parents dead on. If they wanted the truth, they were going to get it…well, the PG version, anyways.
"Well…okay, the truth is…"
HONK! HONK!
Nearly jumping at the familiar sound ringing in my ears, my eyes cast towards the front window, drawn blinds allowing the golden sunshine in. "Ahhh, Kevin said he'd pick me up. Some sort of mission..." My gaze met the familiar sight Kevin's car, finely polished, practically sparkling in the sunlight. Oh please, how much time does he spend on that thing?
"That's alright, you can go." My father shifted from one foot to the other, glancing sideways at his wife.
"Very well," My mom smiled meekly. It was enough, I suppose. At least she was trying to be happy for me.
"'Kay, thanks! Love you!" I kissed them both on the cheek, snatched my purse from the marble counter, and dashed out the door to freedom.
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The instant I opened the passenger side door of Kevin's car, a burst of cool air greeted me, a great contrast from the dense, heated air I had just ran through seconds ago. As I slid across the slick, leather seat, Kevin wasn't afraid to sling his muscular arm around my shoulders once I settled in. As he drove away, one hand on the wheel, to wherever he was taking me he shot a glance my way, "Sleep well?" I wanted to wipe his cocky grin off his perfect face the instant those words escaped his lips.
"That seems to be the question of the day," I slipped my hand around his free one dangling from my shoulder, and squeezed tight.
I could see the color drain from him a little bit, "Did the 'rents find out?"
"No, not exactly. My mom kept telling my dad that she heard someone else with me last night, but my dad made her think differently about it." As Kevin made a particularly sharp turn, I was thrown into his muscular body. I started to pull away, but Kevin wrapped his arm more securely around me. "Where do you think you're going?"
"Well, considering you haven't told me where you're taking me, I have no idea." Leaning up against him, I rested my head on his shoulder. A perfect fit.
"It's not a mission, I'll tell you that much."
"Helpful," I noted sarcastically. His snicker was warm against my ear. As the car rolled to a halt at a red light, Kevin placed his full lips against my hair. "You'll love it." His fingers trailed up and down my side, tracing those puzzling patterns from last night against the fabric covering my skin.
As the stoplight before us turned green, I reached across Kevin's muscular form and rolled down the window. Laughing, I watched as Kevin's jet black hair was whipped back by the cool rush of wind zipping past his car. I could feel my hair being tousled around by the sticky current of air, flinging around wildly. I couldn't care less about how messed up my hair was becoming, even if I had spent an hour on it. It was worth seeing that playful spark in Kevin's deep, usually steely eyes. Bright, colorful scenery I could care less about flew by as the vehicle raced over the speed limit, as usual. All I could think about was the person sitting next to me. I could hear his heart beating rhythmically in his chest, relaxed and at ease. Even the wind that screamed at my eardrums couldn't block out his wonderful, pounding heart.
"Kevin?" I reached across his ripped torso again, biting my lip as my arm grazed his warm, sighing chest. Less and less wind trickled in as the thin layer of glass slid upwards, squeaking slightly. "What do you think life would be like if we didn't have any powers, that none of this alien business existed to us?"
I wanted to capture his lips with mine as he grinned slyly, "It would totally suck," I couldn't help but sigh a little as his hand rested on my hip. "How so? We'd be normal, right?"
"First of all, I wouldn't have met you. Another thing, my life would be boring. So, basically, life would suck." Those words made my heart jump for joy and my stomach to flip victoriously. He really did care about me. "Why?"
I blinked, "Why what?"
"Why did you ask? Gwen… you know we can never be normal."
"I know," For the first time during the whole car ride; I tore my eyes away from him. "I was just curious, that's all."
"Really?" His grip on me became even tighter. "I know there's always more to it with you, Gwen."
I was at a loss for words as I buried my face into the fabric covering his strong body. Who knew the scent of soap and gasoline smelled so good? "Mmm, there are just moments that I have where I wish my life could be average. You're right, though. It would be different, a little too different for my taste. I probably wouldn't ask for life to be any other way than I'm living it now."
"Good," I could feel him breathe more easily at my conclusion. Before I knew it, we weren't moving anymore. "We're here."
I sat up and unbuckled, staring in awe all around me. "Kevin…it's beautiful…wow."
"Come on, Gwen, I already knew I was," He laughed as I slugged him in the shoulder, rolling my eyes, "Haha, how hilarious." Looking around the spacious area he'd parked In, I realized my jaw was loose on its hinges, my mouth agape. It was truly beautiful, something I didn't even know Kevin was capable of pinpointing as romantic spot. Spreading as far as I could see was emerald green grass to my left and right, shifting and bending with the whispering breeze. Crashing waves of shimmering azul lay in front of me beyond the grainy shore, which the grass eventually greeted. I could taste the salty ocean spray on my tongue, the scent of sun burnt sand wafting through my nostrils. Golden sunshine circulated through the cloudless, blue sky, birds soaring far away the only thing that clashed against it. It was beautiful.
As he hopped out through his open door, he walked around to open mine. Reaching his hand out to me, I grasped his firmly, trusting. As he pulled me out, however, I couldn't help but do what I did next. I could feel my cheeks growing pink as I jerked him backwards, sending him crashing into me, falling on top of my body which was shaking from laughter. The cool leather of the seat was beneath me, hair sprawled out against it. Kevin's hands were carefully placed on either side of me as he sank in to fill every curve of my body. Staring into his dark, mesmerizing eyes I noted a mischievous twinkle, fully alive and ready to play. Placing my hands on either side of his face, I could smell a hint of aftershave as I leaned in closer. The instant his hungry lips pressed against mine, I slid out from under him, running towards the shore. "Hey!" Kevin called after me. I couldn't help but laugh at the sound of irritation in his raucous voice, buzzing against my eardrums. Kicking up sand behind me, the icy water met my toes, soaking them. Kevin was too fast, however, and before I knew it, I was being swept up from the sandy earth and being twirled around in his arms. Golden laughter flew from my lips, loud in the hushed air but carefree, as I ran my hands through his slightly overgrown hair. Throwing my head back, I watched as my scarf drifted to the water that was now level with Kevin's knees. I was thankful, however, as his soft lips overwhelmed my neck. As his lips trailed to my chin, he finally came level with my own lips, lingering in front of them for a moment. I leaned in to rest my forehead against his, our chests heaving together, our hearts pumping upon the other. This moment was different than our first kiss. We had all the time in the world, there was no rush, no frantic urgency pressuring us. The instant my begging lips met with his, I knew I was safe. Everything he put into this kiss told it all: this was a moment we could never forget.
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As the golden sunshine faded into radiant pinks, oranges, and purple hues, the thick, sun cooked air was cooling off, causing my soaked body to shiver, "You cold?" Kevin asked. His words were a rumble in my ear for my head rested against his bare, calmly rising and falling chest. "A little," I admitted, and his arms instantly pulled me closer to his warm body. His fresh scent mixed with salt water was clouding up my mind. As I licked my swollen lips, I realized all traces of salt had been tenderly kissed clean.
"When I was little, I used to come here every once and a while…just to think about things, clear my head. I used to think it was simply amazing, but now…you make it magical."
Lifting my head, I gazed into his soft, earthy eyes. They looked as fragile as the wings of a butterfly, as pleading as a puppy, and as mesmerized as a little kid would be in a candy store. Never before had Kevin opened up like this. It was kinda nice to see this side of him, even for a fleeting moment. It would have been perfect; Kevin and me, resting against each other on the hood of his car, watching the sunset together by the ocean as waves chased one another in and out of the shore. However, crime would never end, not even for us. Groaning, Kevin slid out from under me and off the hood. As he dug through what I knew was junk in the backseat, he finally shut his plumbers badge up, which had been beeping furiously.
Lying down on my back, the steel covering of the car nipped at the wet, exposed skin extruding from my shorts and blouse. I could spot little flickers of light in the gradually darkening sky, the first twinkling of a star breaking through the purple haze in the heavens above. Already missing Kevin, I wiggled my sand caked toes, bored, feeling the cool air blow between them. "Gwen," I sat up, glancing at Kevin who was staring down at his badge in utter disbelief. "It's Ben…and he's in a lotta trouble."