PROLOGUE
“So, you don’t want to be with me? Is that what you’re saying?”
“That’s what I’m saying. I want him.”
“Who’s the coward now, Isabella?”
Kit walks out the door, and two seconds later June walks in, wide-eyed, mouth open. “Shit, Isabella… shit. You slept for so long. The wedding was … should have been yesterday. He called it off. They never got married. He called it off because of you.”
“Find him, June please.”
“What do I say?”
“Remind him about the dream. Tell him our daughter's name was Brandi. Tell him I'm so sorry and that I love him.”
…..
Beep….Beep…
The alarm on my clock wakes me up indicating it’s time for me to go to the gym. Well I don’t really like gym but Fiona insisted me to join the gym as her boyfriend had recently join it in and she is damn afraid that someone would take him away from her.
Like seriously… Fiona has been my friend since the childhood and her each boyfriend doesn’t last for more than six months let’s see how long this will lasts.
I groaned and got up from my single bed to go to the washroom to take shower, after half an hour I am completely ready to go as Fiona is sleeping deeply. I kick her ass slightly indicating her that I am leaving on my mission.
Yes mission, I go to the gym as a spy of Fiona while Fiona sleeps at home peacefully. Like seriously why do I have to keep an eye on her boyfriend? Isn’t this her responsibility?
I walk to the gym and there I see her boyfriend “Kit” working out, his body is well defined but not too much masculine, he looks sweaty, handsome too but I nearly give him any attention because my focus is always on the other women around him.
He as usual greets me and than continue his work out. I came back to home and than as usual give all the report to Fiona and than she smiles as expected, “I know he only loves me.”
And there I completely roll my eyes. Fiona reminded me of the dinner we all are going to have tonight as I leave for the college.
I park the car outside of the restaurant and than heard tires screeching behind my car, before I could realize what’s happening I heard a loud voice.
BANG
I think a car just hits the back of my car, before I even realized everything goes black in front of me…
“You are supposed to be with me.”
What words are these? They startle me, and at first I think I’ve heard it wrong. I peeked from the corner of my eyes and saw Kit Isly leaning across the table while our significant others that is my best friend, Fiona and my boyfriend, Liam waiting in line for our food standing twenty feet away from us.
“You and me,” he says. “Not us and them.”
I blink at him before I realize he’s making a joke. I laugh and go back to looking at my magazine. Actually, it’s not really a magazine. It’s a math journal, because I’m super cool like that.
“Isabella…” I don’t look up right away. I’m afraid to. If I look up and see that he’s not joking, everything will change.
“Isabella.” He reaches out and touches my hand. I jump, pull back. My chair makes a horrid scraping sound, and Liam looks over. I pretend that I dropped something and reach under the table. Under the table are our shoes and legs. There is a blue crayon lying at my feet; I pick it up and resurface.
Liam is at the front of the line ordering our food, and my best friend’s boyfriend is waiting for my response, his eyes heavy with burden.
“Are you drunk?” I hiss. “What the f**k?”
“No,” he says. Though he doesn’t look so sure. For the first time, I notice the scruff on his face. The skin around his eyes is sallow. He’s going through something, maybe? Life is being bullshit.
“If this is a joke, you’re making me really uncomfortable,” I tell him. “Fiona is right there. What the hell is wrong with you?”
“I only have ten minutes, Isabella.” His eyes move to the blue crayon, which is resting between our hands.
“Ten minutes for what? You’re sweating,” I say. “Did you take something, are you on the crack?” What type of drugs make you sweat like that? Crack? Heroine?
I want Liam and Fiona to come back. I want everything to go back to normal. I spin around to see where they are.
“Isabella…”
“Stop saying my name like that.” My voice shakes. I make to stand up, but he grabs the crayon, then my hand.
“I don’t have much time. Let me show you.”
He’s sitting very still, but his eyes remind me of a cornered animal: frightened, panicked, bright. I’ve never seen that look on his face, but since Fiona’s only been dating him for a few months, it’s a moot point. I don’t really know this guy. He could be a druggie for all I know. He turns my hand over so it’s palm up, and I let him. I don’t know why, but I do.
He places the crayon in my palm and closes my fist around it.
“You have to say it out loud,” he says. “Show me, Kit.”
“Say it, Isabella. Please. I’m afraid of what will happen if you don’t.”
Because he looks so afraid, I say it.
“Show me, Kit.” And then, “Should I know what this is?”
“No one should,” he says. And then everything goes black again.
….
I am sleeping or maybe unconscious, I don’t know? It feels like I am laying down on something very soft and comfortable, I groaned and turned my side just to hit something very hard and than I feel warm on my body, I am sinking down by something heavy pressing me down.
I frown and try to open my eyes but its dark. Its very dark, I couldn’t see and than someone kiss me.
I flinch in surprise, what is this? Subconsciously I moaned and felt a familiar taste. Who is it? My mind is in mess but my body is reacting so nicely to that kiss.
Soon I started moaning and there I heard a familiar voice that shake me in panic, “You’re awake.”I open my eyes wide and there he is “Kit” again.
God, I am in his bed Fiona is going to kill me I panic and as I try to get up, he suddenly push himself inside me and I gasp in surprise and he starts moving pushing deeper inside me and hell it feels awesome. Instead of pushing him away I circle my hands around his neck and pull him to me.
He slam his lips on me and we start kissing madly, it feels heavenly. Soon his kisses travels down to my body making me shiver from the pleasure. I call his name, “Kit…….” As I felt my orgasm coming and before I could clear the things in my mind again all things black out in front of me.
