Melting Snow

Melting Snow

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

When Elizabeth (Eli said El-lee to everyone) Snows' parents die just before her sixteenth birthday she becomes a very wealthy young lady and is left with unanswered questions. The one that she needs answered the most is what did they do for work? But where can she go for answers? She leaves her home and heads of to New York. When she gets there she meets Jimmy, the guy of her dreams but little does she know he's keeping secrets and one is that he is being paid to look out for her. His father Leo Moretti was a close friend of her father and was asked to keep her safe if anything should happen to them. Jimmy's known about Eli since he was young and is more than willing to keep an eye on her when he sees how gorgeous she's become since he last saw her and the more time he spends with her the more he realises he's falling in love. But Jimmy isn't the only one keeping secrets she is too and the biggest is one she doesn't understand herself and that is she is slowly turning into a vampire. How will she react when she finds out the legacy she has been born into? So follow these two teenagers as they learn to love, hate and just survive in a world where drugs, guns and money cause more trouble than it's worth.

Summary

When Elizabeth (Eli said El-lee to everyone) Snows' parents die just before her sixteenth birthday she becomes a very wealthy young lady and is left with unanswered questions. The one that she needs answered the most is what did they do for work? But where can she go for answers? She leaves her home and heads of to New York. When she gets there she meets Jimmy, the guy of her dreams but little does she know he's keeping secrets and one is that he is being paid to look out for her. His father Leo Moretti was a close friend of her father and was asked to keep her safe if anything should happen to them. Jimmy's known about Eli since he was young and is more than willing to keep an eye on her when he sees how gorgeous she's become since he last saw her and the more time he spends with her the more he realises he's falling in love. But Jimmy isn't the only one keeping secrets she is too and the biggest is one she doesn't understand herself and that is she is slowly turning into a vampire. How will she react when she finds out the legacy she has been born into? So follow these two teenagers as they learn to love, hate and just survive in a world where drugs, guns and money cause more trouble than it's worth.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Melting Snow

Author Chapter Note

When Elizabeth (Eli said El-lee to everyone) Snows' parents die just before her sixteenth birthday she becomes a very wealthy young lady and is left with unanswered questions. The one that she needs answered the most is what did they do for work? But where can she go for answers? She leaves her home and heads of to New York. When she gets there she meets Jimmy, the guy of her dreams but little does she know he's keeping secrets and one is that he is being paid to look out for her. His father Leo Moretti was a close friend of her father and was asked to keep her safe if anything should happen to them. Jimmy's known about Eli since he was young and is more than willing to keep an eye on her when he sees how gorgeous she's become since he last saw her and the more time he spends with her the more he realises he's falling in love. But Jimmy isn't the only one keeping secrets she is too and the biggest is one she doesn't understand herself and that is she is slowly turning into a vampire. How will she react when she finds out the legacy she has been born into? So follow these two teenagers as they learn to love, hate and just survive in a world where drugs, guns and money cause more trouble than it's worth.

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Submitted: August 06, 2013

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Prologue

Sitting on a chair with my arms wrapped tightly around my legs, head resting on my knees I start thinking of the three dead bodies lying lifelessly on the floor as the smell of warm blood fills the air, leaving the taste of it in my throat.

I try to remember how I became like this, so I understand why I did it. But of all my memories, I can’t think of anything that would make me this way, not really, but that’s probably the answer, I’ve always been this way and everything I’ve been through recently has brought the demon out of the shadows. I’ve been living a lie for so long now, that maybe it’s time to embrace the truth and admit I am a monster.

As I slowly open my eyes to see the damage, I can already imagine what it looks like. I sit looking around but all I see is blood, I can taste it as well as flesh. I’m hungry again but I don’t want to move, I just want to sit and smell the warm comforting smell while looking at where their throats would have been if I had not ripped them out with my bare hands and teeth.

I should think about leaving soon but it’s so quiet here sitting in the dark. So I close my eyes again to savour the smell and decide I’m going to embrace all the darkness in me and stick to the shadows instead of walking in the light.

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Chapter 1. Catalyst

##dream##

“What?”

“Where am I?”

“What am I doing here,” I screamed.

“Hang on, I know this place, I’m in my old bedroom, I must have fallen asleep again because I’m a baby sleeping in my crib,” I whispered.

How strange, I’m usually part of the dream but not this time. I know this one and in the last few months these dreams are in every thought I’ve had but why this dream. This is where it all started. I can see everything from the crib now, what a bizarre feeling to be a baby again. I can see my whole world from the small crib when suddenly my attention is drawn to a little thing hanging on the underside of the top rail. I reach out and I want to touch it. What is it? It’s upside down and it looks to be sleeping, I wonder what it feels like?

It has little wings but they’re nothing like the bird feathers I’ve played with in the yard. Feathers are soft to touch and this is soft in a different way, I like the way it feels under my little fingers. It suddenly opens its big dark eyes to look at me but I’m not scared as I stare back, I slowly lift my finger up to touch it again but it moves ever so slightly, now it’s closer to me than before and without warning it turns its head, bares its teeth and bites the end of my finger hard, breaking the skin and making it bleed. I pull my finger away. Then there’s this almighty screeching and I look to see what it is and realise it’s coming from me. My parents rush into my room to see what’s wrong and they see my little friend. As they scoop me up from my crib it disappears out the window and I’m left struggling in my mother’s arms trying to see the little creature again.

My father has already left my room to call the doctor to get him to take a look at my finger. Now I’m standing in the corner watching my mum walking around the room with me in her arms waiting for the doctor to arrive. The doctor ran tests to make sure I was ok and they found nothing out of the ordinary so they figured the animal hadn’t been poisonous. I really wish that was true but it must have been something because my blood has been slowly changing and when I turned eighteen I started to have these dreams regularly, I’ve had similar dreams but not like these new ones and the other weird feelings. I get the weird feelings all the time now and not just when I see blood.

“Ok, I get it. So what now?”

 “I understand and I know about my blood but I don’t understand the feelings,” I must be crazy, I’m talking to myself in a dream that’s got to be a bad sign.

I start screaming “why am I here?”’


##End Dream##

“Eli, wake up! You’re screaming again,” Jimmy said as he shakes my arm.

I slowly open my eyes to see the shocked look on Jimmy’s face. In the last month, this has become a regular thing for me; the dreams, the screaming, Jimmy waking me. But I’m hoping it will end now that I finally figured it out. So why do I feel so weird and thirsty?

Jimmy slowly lies back down and wipes the sweat from my face to soothe away the bad dream. He leans in to kiss my lips gently, but it isn’t gentle, at least not from me. I’ve become so aggressive and end up biting his lower lip, making it bleed. I can taste his blood as well as my own. He pulls away so fast; I don’t even get a chance to say I’m sorry, before he’s gone. We’ve only spent time apart once in the two years I’ve been here, so he’ll come back when he’s ready, he never stays away long.

I lay back on the bed and I start to think of the vision of my parents I was able to see in this dream; I’d forgotten what they looked like. My mother was the most wonderful and beautiful person that I have ever seen in my life. My father was pretty special; he was handsome but not overly so. He wasn’t plain just unique, I guess, and that makes me glad that I look like my mother; she knew how to turn heads. I loved my parents a lot and I’ve never understood why they left the only place they ever felt comfortable. They spent so much of their lives looking over their shoulders after they left home, that I don’t understand why they would’ve left in the first place.

My parents were both born in Australia and moved to America when they were young for work. I don’t mind living here but it means I have no idea if I have any relatives anywhere because I know I have none here - just friends of my parents. I don’t make friends easily; I just don’t seem to have the patience to find any. I have always kept to myself and I think that’s because everyone thinks I’m a little weird, so I have no friends. It made it very easy to leave home; I wasn’t too attached to anybody because there was nobody left to be attached to. I’ve always known I had someone out there for me and I was determined to find him.

Ever since I was little I’ve known I was different and I couldn’t change it, even if I wanted to. I’ve also been able to do things that are a little bit out of the ordinary. I have a photographic memory and I can remember conversations I have with people. There’s just one thing that really worries me about myself and that is I can hear people having conversations when they’re miles away. I don’t like it because it’s hard to concentrate with the noise in my head all the time. It’s good in one way as I’ve excelled at school, which made my parents very proud of me. I really miss them now; I love them so much it hurts.

Because just when you least expect it things change even if you don’t want them too. Before I turned sixteen my life was the best, I had two very loving parents that were away a lot for work but I never felt I was missing out on anything. I’d been looking forward to my sixteenth birthday forever and they’d planned to have a party for me, but they came and told me they’d have to go away but promised, they’d be back before my birthday. I remember I was really mad at them about it and I never got the opportunity to tell them how much I really loved them. Then they were gone forever. I’m glad in one way because if not for the tragedy I faced then, I would never have moved away and met the guy I knew was out there for me.

I’d just turned sixteen when I finally decided to leave home and Jimmy Moretti was the first person I met, maybe because I ran into his brand new Mercedes AMG Roadster. Jimmy was eighteen at the time, but that didn’t stop me from wanting him anyway. I just had to have him.

Jimmy is gorgeous; he’s six foot maybe taller with blue-grey eyes that you can drown in. He has pale skin certainly not your typical Italian. A body to die for, perfect in every way, dark hair and a smile that could melt even the coldest of hearts, taller than I am but that really isn’t hard, I’m five foot five inches and he looks like a male model but he works for his father in the construction industry, it certainly wasn’t the job I thought he’d have.

I never had to worry about what my parents would say about Jimmy because they died flying back from their trip overseas, the plane crashed about an hour after takeoff. After their funeral was when I decided it was time to leave all the bad memories behind. I waited for their estate to be settled so I could leave with some money in my pocket but I didn’t know exactly how much that was going to be. I didn’t know or care what my parents did for a living before they died and I still don’t know because no one wants to tell me. So I searched the safe looking for their will but instead I found two black .38 specials (a matching pair) one engraved with Eli and the other Lucas as well as a man’s bloody ring with the snow family crest on it. I didn’t know what to do with them so I left them there. I would deal with them later but for now, I just wanted to leave and never come back. Once everything was settled I was left the house I grew up in, a sizable bank account, my father’s three lawyers and no debt. The lawyers have power of attorney until I turn eighteen so they control whatever it is my parents did to keep it making money for me. So I packed my bags and walked away from the only place I’d ever known to make a brand new life for myself. I was scared but I couldn’t stand to stay here without them.

I headed to the New York city area and tried to find somewhere to live but I had a problem because I’m only sixteen, so I had to call my father’s lawyers (I guess they’re my lawyers now) to get them to purchase property for me since I’m not legally an adult yet. I also thought that while they were buying things they could buy me a nice car for me to drive while they were at it. They bought me a Porsche Boxster, red, an amazing car. I love it, it’s so fast. I’d already gone for my licence so I could legally drive my car (this was good because I never did like public transport)and having to travel by bus to New York was more public transport than I had ever wanted to use. I realise that maybe I wasn’t really old enough to have a licence but I passed my driving test the first try. The car was phenomenal to drive, I had so much fun. Speed is a rush and I do love fast cars. I also got them to send my school records to the school I was enrolling in. Once I had somewhere to live I enrolled in school, I was smart but I still didn’t want to flunk out if I could help it.

I was leaving the school’s parking lot after the horrible experience I had enrolling, when I got distracted and looked down to change the radio station, and didn’t look at what was coming when I pulled out into the side of a black Mercedes convertible. I felt like such an idiot. I’m not the most resilient looking person in the world and I’ve always looked fragile and breakable with skin so pale I could be a corpse, but that never worried me before because my mother was exactly the same and it seemed normal. I was scared, the driver glared at me from the driver’s seat, which didn’t help my nerves any, but I straightened my shoulders, got out of my car and went around to the front to see what sort of damage I’d done.

“I’m sorry about that, my name is Elizabeth Snow but please call me Eli(Ellie),” with as much volume as I could muster which was no more than a whisper, “I’ll pay for any damage to your car,” I managed with more volume this time.

All he said was, “So you’re Eli Snow, my father was told you were on the way here and if it wasn’t too much trouble, keep an eye on you and out of trouble, but you found trouble before I could find you. I’m Jimmy and don’t worry about the car, I’ll get them both fixed.”

“You knew my father and mother then, if you knew I was coming.” I asked.

He nodded his head but said nothing more about it. I was curious now because no one would tell me what they did. All he said was that his father had known my dad for years and that Dad’s (my) lawyers had phoned him to keep an eye on me. I guess I’m not supposed to know anything about it otherwise they would’ve told me about it wouldn’t they. Why is everyone being so cryptic? What did they do? This is really starting to get on my nerves. I hate not knowing and I’m going to find out even if it kills me.

“Follow me to my house I’ll see to the repairs and then I’ll get you home,” he said.



I nodded then followed Jimmy in my car to go meet his father, which was something else I was nervous about; if Jimmy was this good looking, what did his father look like? We pulled up outside this massive house set well away from the road. I was dumbstruck by the whole scene because the largest house I’d ever seen was the one I’d grown up in, (which was mine and it doesn’t look like this. It’s a southern style plantation house, two stories; large rooms, complete with shutters on the windows) and this house looked nearly twice that size. That was just from the outside - I could only imagine what it looked like from inside. I didn’t have to wait long, Jimmy came and grabbed my hand and led me in to meet his father. When we were inside the front door, he dropped my hand and called out to his dad. The house was just as large on the inside and it was hard not to stare, but Jimmy’s father entered the room and I certainly wasn’t disappointed - he was an older version of Jimmy. I decided then and there that I was going to have Jimmy as my own; I just had to think of a way to make it happen.

“You must be Eli; you look exactly like your mother. I’m Leo Moretti and I see you’ve already met my son Jimmy. I do hope he was a gentleman?” Leo said.

“He was more of a gentleman than I deserve, I ran into the side of his Mercedes,” I said sheepishly.

“Jimmy, if you could deal with the repairs and get Eli the key to my BMW Roadster as a loaner until hers is fixed, we won’t have her riding the bus to school,” He winked at me but continued talking, “It was nice to meet you Eli, I’m sure that we’ll be seeing more of each other in the future,” Leo said as he was leaving.

“I can’t take the BMW, Jimmy, what if I have another accident; it isn’t like I haven’t had one already in my car.” I screamed at him.

He laughed at me and handed me the key to the BMW and I drove home in a daze, trying to figure out how I was going to get to know Jimmy, and it dawned on me that it shouldn’t be too hard he’s in his senior year and so am I. You are probably wondering how can a sixteen year old be a senior well I’m smart and I’ve skipped a couple of grades.The whole weekend went by in a blur, all I could think about was Jimmy, he was in every thought I had. How was I going to get to know him? I didn’t know how to do it but I would come up with something.

First thing Monday morning as I pulled into the parking lot at school I made the decision to run into Jimmy during the day, which came sooner than I would have liked when I tripped over my own feet and fell into Jimmy’s waiting arms.

“This is becoming a habit,” He laughed.

“I’m not normally this clumsy, it must be your fault,” I growled as I stalked off.

“Hey, wait up! I didn’t mean anything by it,” He yelled after me, “I just wanted to see what classes you have.” As he grabbed me around the waist, he looked quickly at my timetable and said, “Well that class is easy, you can look at my notes. It shouldn’t take you too long to get up to speed in these other classes; they’re all pretty straight forward.”

Then it was my turn to blush as he introduced me to his friends, who wanted to know how we met, which gave him an opening to go into great detail on how I ran into his car. I just wanted to die, I was so embarrassed. He went on to tell them I’d just moved here and that his father was asked to keep an eye on me and keep me out of trouble. They all seemed nice enough (they all were nice looking, maybe not as gorgeous as Jimmy but they certainly didn’t have anything to worry about in the looks department) but then they wanted to know where I lived and where my parents worked, so I explained to them that my parents died in a plane crash 6 months ago, which is why Jimmy’s dad is keeping an eye on me, I live alone and that gave way to the question I was hoping not to have to answer just yet, how old am I? I felt the blood rush to my face instantly but I answered them saying, I’m sixteen.

That was the exact moment Jimmy dropped his arms and whispered in my ear, “I thought you were eighteen because you’re a senior.”

“Does it make any difference how old I am, I live by myself and I don’t need anyone looking after me and it really isn’t such a big deal that I’m finishing my senior year two years early,” I replied. “Look if my age is a problem I will keep away from you at school but I can’t guarantee that you won’t see me at your place because your father has invited me over for dinner tonight,” I growled at him.

He replied, “No, it’s not a problem. I just wish I’d known how old you were before I saw how gorgeous you’d become.”

“We should probably get to class before we’re late,” I said before he could see me blush again.

“I’ll see you in class later,” he called over his shoulder as he stalked off.

I found it hard to fit in because when people found out I’m just as smart as they are but younger they would ignore me. I’ve never wanted to have a friend as bad as I did right now. I spent the rest of my classes trying to come up with a solution to my problem with Jimmy; I didn’t know what to do. I found a lot of places to hide between classes and not be noticed. People stayed away from me because I’m weird and it didn’t take them long to realise it. There was a lot of gossip flying around about me but none of it was very exciting. It was just things about why I was here and that Jimmy was looking after me for his dad, while I was at school and that annoyed me a little. It would seem that Mr Moretti had a bit of power here. I can see school is going to be hell if I can’t make things right with Jimmy.

When I finally got to the one class I have with Jimmy, he seemed to be in a better mood but only marginally. He let me look at his notes just like he said, but otherwise he ignored me. It was hard to concentrate, why should my age cause Jimmy to be in a bad mood? I didn’t like feeling his bad mood was my fault; I can’t help how old I am. I was glad this was the last class of the day because I didn’t know how much more I could take.

Jimmy walked me to my car and as he was leaving he said, “I guess, I’ll see you later and I promise to play nice.”

On the drive home I thought about calling Leo and cancelling the dinner plans to give Jimmy a couple of days to get over it. It’s obviously a bigger deal than I thought. So what, I’m sixteen; big deal. I didn’t know why it was an issue but there’s definitely something wrong. I just couldn’t cancel though; I wanted to know why it’s a problem?

When I got home the first thing I noticed was the light on the answering machine was flashing, so as I set about getting something to eat while the message played. It was my lawyers, they explained they’d called a close personal friend of dads on my behalf, to make sure I was well looked after and if I had any problems I was to contact Leo Moretti and he’d help me out (yeah, you’re too late, I’ve already met him and his frustrating son). They ended the message by giving me his number and said they’d sent a few packages to Leo that I’d have to pick up. This was probably why he called and invited me to dinner.

For a distraction from all the horrible things that happened today, I thought I would try homework and when that was useless, I went for a shower to relax, the nerves from having to see Jimmy were back again. So I showered and changed into something comfortable, then got ready to leave.

I left home around six hoping I could remember where Jimmy’s house was again because after meeting them the other day; I drove home in a daze. After I arrived I found I still had plenty of time before dinner, so I took a few deep breaths and went to knock on the door.

As I walked toward the door, I became curious as to what was in the packages because I wasn’t expecting anything to be sent from my old house. I hoped Jimmy was in a better mood because he was my only friend so far and he was annoyed because of my age, but maybe my age wasn’t the whole problem. Maybe it’s that and the fact that I’m a senior, which would indicate that I’m smart. I really hate being this smart because every time I like someone it seems to get in the way.

I lightly knocked on the door and I could hear Jimmy talking to his father about me, so I listened in; maybe I would get my answers without having to ask him. Jimmy wanted to know if Leo knew that even though I was a senior, I was only sixteen.

Leo just laughed and said, “Of course I did, son, and she is set to take over for her parents when she turns eighteen, which is why I was asked to keep an eye on her because she is too important to her parents’ business not to have the perfect person looking after her and keeping her safe.”

I didn’t want to hear anymore so I knocked a little louder in the hope that I could stop the conversation they were having about me. Jimmy opened the door with Leo standing behind him with a warm smile on his face.

Leo stepped forward to give me a brief hug while saying, “Hi, Eli, I hope your first day was ok.”

I blushed as I replied, “Most of it was ok, Thank you.”

I quickly said, “Hi, Jimmy,” just as Leo started telling me he had received a few boxes for me and if I would like to follow him to the study to get them because dinner wasn’t quite ready yet. I followed after Leo thinking that maybe this dinner thing was a bad idea because Jimmy still seemed to be ignoring me. I walked into the study behind Leo and on the floor all boxed up was a state-of-the-art computer and laptop as well as a new mobile phone, new car stereo, which Leo said was being fitted while my car was being fixed, and a stereo for my house. I was shocked; I’d never expected anything like this. I think I thanked him for all the stuff but I can’t be sure because of the shock. I do remember that he put his arm around my shoulders and led me back out to the dining room, saying, ‘You’re welcome.”

My face must have been something to look at because Jimmy looked like he’d be rolling on the floor with laughter if he wasn’t seated at the table. I sat where Leo motioned me to sit trying to compose my face. Dinner progressed smoothly after that, with light conversation about the subjects I was taking and if I was having any trouble catching up, but I had to tell him no, I was actually finding it easy to catch up on the work I’d missed before I arrived here. There was no heavy conversation which I was happy about and after dinner and dessert I excused myself by saying, I should really get home to finish my homework. Leo helped me load up the BMW and told me, I should have my car back in a couple of days, the end of the week at the latest. I thanked him for dinner and his help.

He just said, “Sure anytime, Goodnight, Eli.”

“Goodnight, Leo,” I managed to get out.

“Jimmy, follow Eli home and help her unpack those boxes and don’t give me that look,” Leo called as he entered the house.

Jimmy muttered something under his breath as he stalked towards the other BMW in front of the house. I decided right then that I wasn’t going to waste anymore of my time worrying about Jimmy, it’s his problem, not mine then I started the car and drove home. Jimmy stalked over to the car and started to remove the boxes as I went to open the front door. I went back out to the car to help get the rest of the boxes. He seemed to be in a worse mood than he was before, what have I done now? I’m going to tell him to go, he has unpacked the car and I can do the rest.

But before I could speak Jimmy spoke very softly, “Eli, I’m sorry. I’ve been a real idiot. It was a shock that someone as pretty as you are, is younger and smarter than me. It has never happened before. The pretty girls around here aren’t always that smart. Sorry, what were you about to say?”

I just shook my head and said, “It doesn’t matter.”

He stayed to unpack the boxes and set the computer up for me, not that I needed any help but I just didn’t want him to leave. But all too soon I ran out of things that I needed help with since I couldn’t claim that I needed help with my homework. It seemed that maybe he didn’t really want to leave either but it was getting late. As he left he said he would see me in the morning but before he got to his car he came back to the door and quickly lent down and brushed his lips softly across mine as a goodnight kiss then he was gone.

I stood in the doorway for I don’t know how long trying to figure out what had just happened. Did he like me or not; I couldn’t answer that question with my heart still thumping in my ears. I have never felt like this about anyone before. I think I’m falling for Jimmy Moretti without really knowing him. Oh well, you only live once.

I had so much information to sift through in my head that it was near impossible to sleep. I had no one to ask advice from and I was thinking that maybe my head would explode from the extra stress but to my dismay that wasn’t going to happen. I must have gone to sleep because when the alarm went off I wanted to stay in bed, but if I did that I wouldn’t see Jimmy. I slowly clambered out of bed, had breakfast and got ready for school hoping everything hadn’t returned to the same way it was yesterday afternoon.

Jimmy was waiting for me when I drove into the parking lot and as he opened the door for me he gave me a sly smile as he asked if I would help him with some of his other subjects. I gave him a suspicious look while telling him that I would help him. I wasn’t sure what he had in mind but I knew it had nothing to do with school because he was as smart as I was.

Was I worried? Yes, I was. Jimmy is two years older than me, so instantly I thought of sex. He didn’t even know me, it couldn’t be about sex could it, maybe being sheltered all my life was a bad thing maybe things were different here. There was only one way to find out and that was to talk to Jimmy. I thought about it all day and was so distracted that I couldn’t focus in class. I had learnt Sex Ed at school back home but I only knew the theory. I wish I had someone to talk to about the girlie stuff, I’m really confused. Was it sex? Or was it something else entirely? I don’t know. I decided to try not worry about it because I’m probably making a mountain out of a mole hill.

I was so distracted that I’d barely noticed I was in the last class of the day with Jimmy. I couldn’t concentrate on anything; everything in my head was skittering around and not making much sense. I don’t even remember what my teachers had been talking about today, but I knew that if I concentrated I would be able to recall their every word. I was still so nervous because I didn’t have any idea what Jimmy wanted from me.

After our class together Jimmy walked me to my car again and he told me he would come over after he saw his father about work. Before he left to get his car, he lent in my window and kissed me like last night soft and sweet, leaving me sitting there wondering what was to come.

Jimmy turned up around dinner time with Chinese. “I come bearing gifts,” he said as I opened the door.

“How did you know that I like Chinese,” I replied.

“I didn’t but it was your father’s favourite,” he said.

While I went to get some plates and forks he made himself comfy on the sofa turning on the TV and flicking to one of the many sports channels I have. I was beginning to get curious about why he was here and without thinking I blurted out, “Why are you here? You don’t need help with anything! You are one of the smartest people I know, so what’s the go?”

He just looked up at me from under his long lashes and said, “Yeah, I know I don’t need help, but you are the smartest person I know and I wanted to spend time with you without any pressure. I’ve never met anyone like you before and I didn’t want to pressure you into anything you weren’t ready for. I figured school work was a pretty safe reason, except you saw straight through my excuse to be here. I really didn’t think you would figure it out before dinner, at least until you realised I didn’t have my books. I’m sorry I lied about why I’m here. I really would like to get to know you and I just didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

He looked sad and I didn’t know what to say to him. I eventually squeaked out, “I’d like to get to know you too, but you really didn’t have to lie to come over and see me. As long as you don’t mind sitting here and watching me do my homework.”  

He shook his head and relax into the sofa as I handed him a plate and fork. We ate in silence and I was beginning to think it would stay this way all evening, when he reached over and took my plate and fork and placed them on the coffee table. I looked up straight into his glorious eyes that had the butterflies in my stomach going mad, I couldn’t think straight as he kissed my lips so softly that I didn’t realise he had at first until I could hear my heartbeat quicken. His kisses started soft and sweet but they soon became needy. His tongue passed along my bottom lip asking for entry which I gladly gave and he deepened the kiss as our tongues slid across each other tasting. We pulled apart breathing heavy trying to drag in as much air as we could, then he continued leaving butterfly kisses across my jaw to my ear which he nibbled, sucked and bit causing a moan to escape my lips. His hands held my hips pulling me onto his lap and he made his way back to my lips to have another taste.

I thought I was the luckiest person on the planet at this moment because I had the one person that I truly liked and just maybe he felt the same way. We would have spent the rest of the night kissing but I still had homework to do which I forced myself to do while he sat at the table holding my hand, distracting me with butterfly kisses to my neck and lips when I turned to tell him that he wasn’t helping my concentration, he sucked my fingers into his mouth which caused me to moan but he just continued doing it until I was finished. I had butterflies in my stomach and with the attention that Jimmy was showing me it had my panties wet and wanting more but I knew I wasn’t ready yet.

When I was finished we sat and watched the TV. Some lame movie was on but I just snuggled into his side and he relaxed and stretched out on the sofa, he just held me kissing the top of my head every now and then while we watched the movie. I must’ve gone to sleep on his lap because when my alarm went off, I was in my bed. He must’ve carried me to bed removed my shoes and placed me under the covers before he left, if he left.

I stretched, turned my alarm off, climbed out of bed and decided to find out if he had left by going to get breakfast. I sighed when the house was empty except for me. Maybe I’d imagined last night, everything seemed like a dream, a nice dream but a dream all the same. I grabbed the bread, shoved two slices in the toaster and then went to sit at the table to wait for my toast to pop. Sitting on the table beside my notebook was a note and it said:

Eli,

Left early this morning, didn’t want to wake you, you looked too peaceful. Will see you at school, miss you already

Jimmy


I sat staring at Jimmy’s note forever (it hadn’t been a dream after all) then I heard my toast pop which brought me out of my daydream. I devoured my toast with jam and apple juice, showered, brushed my teeth, my hair and then stood staring into my closet trying to find something casual to wear. In the end I settled on a pair of faded jeans and a t-shirt. Grabbed my jacket on the way out the door turning long enough to lock it and walked quickly to my car.

I relaxed a little on the way to school because I knew I would be seeing Jimmy soon. He was standing chatting to his friends when I drove in and I wondered if he’d even seen me but when I got out of the car, he was standing at the back of the car waiting for me. He lifted me up to kiss me and I wrapped my arms and legs around him then he said, “Good morning, sleepyhead, did you sleep well.” I just sighed and mumbled, “I was a bit disappointed I’d gone to sleep and you didn’t wake me before you left.” He laughed at me because I was pouting the whole time I’d been talking to him. He put me back on the ground after a sweet kiss, just enough to leave me wanting more.

He walked me to my first class and I didn’t see him again until the last class of the day. The day seems to drag on and on when we’re not together and there’s still so much I don’t know about him and I wanted to know everything about him. I realised then, it was too late, I’d fallen in love with Jimmy Moretti and I never wanted to let him go. What if he doesn’t feel the same way, is there anything I can do about how I feel so I don’t get hurt, I don’t think so, I’m already in way too deep.


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