A Twisted & Planned Collision

Chapter Four

Sadie gasped, trying to fill her lungs back with air. Her breathing started escalating. There she saw Simon smiling. Something in her felt like walking up to him and wiping that silly little smile off his face. And trust me, he deserved it.

She turned her head the other way, looking at the landscape she saw every day on her way to work (absolutely not entertaining to say the least).

Simon got out of his car and walked over to where she sat. Sadie didn't even flinch. "Don’t you see here every day? What is so entertaining about it?" he asked, handing her his jacket for warmth.

Sadie turned and looked at him and squinted her eyes, making her annoyance obvious. "Not even hi? Please, I'm not in the mood for any small talk" Sadie said, hooked up in her seat trying to make herself warm under her jacket. “Thanks for your jacket, by the way.”

Simon made a sudden movement towards his car just to catch a reaction from Sadie. She didn't even bat her lashes at him.

"Come, let me carry you home."

Sadie scrunched her face and stared at him, then uttered "What do you take me for? As if I was born yesterday."

Simon chuckled at Sadie’s reluctant behavior. "Come on!" He deepened his voice to cause an effect.

A slight grin came over Sadie’s face and Simon knew he'd have his own way once again. "I'll only do this because I'm drenched with water." She said, defeatedly walking towards his car. “Wait, how did you know I was still at work?”

"Ohh. I was coming from a friend’s house and decided to drive by", he lied.

Sadie knew he was lying but she did not even bother to question him further on the topic. If he was just coming back from a friend’s house, why did he circle the block so often?

He opened the door for her and just as she should enter he blurted out "Where are you going so fast young miss? Look at how soaked you are. You think I'm going to carry you home like this?"

"Seriously Simon?"

"I'm joking," Said Simon, chuckling.

“You know I’ll walk home if you don’t stop messing around with me?” she snarled at him right before giving him a middle finger.

“Do you have any change of clothes?” Simon asked as he pulled onto the road.

“No.”

“So you don’t have any of your boyfriend's stolen sweaters big enough to cover your entire body?” Simon asked.

“I’m single.”

“I do not believe you,” he responded.

“I never asked you to.”

“So you're telling me that out of all the boys in the school, they don’t find you attractive or vice versa?” he questioned with a concerned look.

“I talk to plenty of people and get invited out often. Guys often throw themselves at me, it makes me feel like I’ve gotten myself a little fan club. However, in reality, I can count on one hand all the guys who are truly interested without the intention of getting into my pants immediately. Since my previous relationships, I told myself that I will never settle for less again especially when I know my worth.,” Sadie answered.

“Tell me what your worth is? Better yet, what is your type?” he asked, slowing down so he’d have a little more time to spend with her.

Simon’s POV

The whole title of ‘BEST SUMMER OF MY LIFE’ is exactly as it seems and means. I was always a relationship type of guy, but ever since, these girls are only materialistic and the others’ interest is because of my money- well, my parents' money.

Sadie gave me the best summer of a lifetime. But here I am sitting beside the girl I’m in love with and the worst part about it is that I had the opportunity to heal her genuinely and to make myself happy by just being with her, but that control of a jerk just had to come into my life.

I so badly wanted to tell her that half the things I said to her weren’t true and how badly I’m in love with her, but I can’t for her sake.

“I honestly. Usually I didn't have a type previously,, as of lately it seems as if I do.” she answered my question, sighing heavily. I turned on the heater when I realized she was still shivering.

“And what type is that?”

“Going or falling for guys that use me to satisfy their needs until they get who or what they truly want,” she answered bitterly.

I nodded my head, knowing she was shading me before I asked her another question. “How is it that they use you?”

She looked at me like I was some dumb jackass, which technically I was being one. “Simon, I know you know what I’m talking about. Me being your rebound one night stand because I’m not your type and my relationship with my ex of almost two years, decided in the end that I was just a test run so when the right time came, he could please who he truly wanted; his best friend.”

I pulled over on the side of the road so I could at least not have her hate me. “Sadie, hurting you is far from beyond what my real intentions with you are.”

“We have no reasons to stop the car and also you have no reasons to apologize. What’s done is done and can’t be changed.” She replied, turning in her seat. She faced the other direction instead of looking at me.

“Can you have at least blind faith in me?” I begged.

“Why should I, Simon, after you humiliated me?”

“Humiliated by lies. Have we ever had s*x?” I asked her and the memory of that summer night when the camp was empty came rushing back.

“What kind of stupid question is that?”

I was becoming even more furious because I knew we were being followed and the least I wanted was to get her a little level-headed before I had to keep my distance from her once more again. “Yes or no?”

“I.” she inhaled heavily. Sighing, she turned my way and her eyes met with mine. “Not really.”

“Exactly. You were insecure and scared that I would hurt you better yet, even when you gave me the go ahead despite me being unable to fit inside of you. I refuse and told you that until you fully trust me or to say the least I trust myself with you.”

“Your point is?”

“How could you have been a one-night-stand when I went home with a boner? I used my lips and hands to explore your body until you climaxed.” I told you I said those things because of hurt. There’s pain and anger inside of me that no one, not even you, can understand.”

“Pain? You have the world wrapped around your finger.”

“Yet I’m without you, Sadie,” my voice softened.

“Then explain to me. Make me understand why you can’t be with me.”

Praying to God she didn’t move, I went in for a much needed kiss. It’s the only way I could protect her from that maniac. Her lips were quivering. Our eyes met and confusion written in her soft hazel eyes.

I didn’t forget that we were being followed and couldn’t help it. Sadie is like adorning darling cherished flowers in anyone’s gardening. At the moment of withdrawing my lips from hers, she claimed mine with her holding my face steadfast. Emotions fueled through her kiss made me feel like an ass even more and I understood every emotion when we kissed; fear, want, the need to be loved and hold was all I felt when she kissed me.

I know she felt it when I broke the kiss but I was hopeless. Tomorrow will arrive and I will be back in my duplicate of an arse self. And as she finished kissing me, the sound of two vans approaching fast drew both our attention, causing us to whip around with frantic heartbeats.

I was so caught up in her world that I didn’t even realize we were in the middle of a thunderstorm that was getting worse. Just as I drove off, a tree fell an inch behind where I was parked.

We both became silent after the sudden events that happened and I think we both had the feeling that those van approaching us minutes ago was no coincidence. Well for me, I know it was not her, but her. It was probably just fright.

It was late when I pulled up in front of her grandmother’s house. Looking through the driver’s window, I saw her grandmother peering at with a worried look, as if she was hoping it was her. “Your grandmother looks worried, you should get going.”

Returning my sweater, I gave her the umbrella that was in the back and watched as she scrambled her things together that fell when the vans approached. She cleared her throat and a faint smile appeared on her face. “Thanks for the ride.”

Smiling, I pecked her cheeks and told her it was nothing. I sat and waited until she was safe before I drove away.

Sadie’s POV

As I entered the house, everyone greeted me with open arms, especially my grandad, who refused to let me go. His hug reminded me of my father's and I embraced it as long as I could.

When they all stood waiting for me to reply, I explained what caused me to be running late. “The car broke down and I sat waiting for the bus or a taxi, but none showed up alongside me calling everyone's phone, but no one answered.”

“Who gave you a lift home?” my grandad asked.

“Simon.” I answered and went upstairs before they could reply and asked more questions.

I dragged myself along with my wet belongings upstairs . My life, to be exact, is one hell of a confusion. I hated the way I was feeling. Emotions were becoming so overwhelming. I made myself a hot bath. It was much needed.

I stripped myself in front of the bathroom mirror, examining my body. It was something I did on a regular basis when I found Hunter making out with his best friend and to uncover the hidden secret that they had done more than just make out and he stood there lying to me.

I became so self-conscious that, even with my body aching for Simon that night, it left me with so many mixed feelings. He was gentle, and up to this point I still felt his tender kisses and carelessness giving me butterflies. I honestly don't mind if he tore me while he tried entering me but I guess he saw that I was unsure and just did oral all over my body.

My lips were plum and filled with bite marks from the bite Simon gave them when they quivered. I was heading into tomorrow so unsure of what to expect. Better, yet I had no expectations for tomorrow.

Drying my hair with the blow dryer, the phone that was vibrating its way off the nightstand caught my attention.

It was Simon.

I thought I had blocked him.

“Yes.” I answered, unsure of why he was calling. I felt my stomach clench.

“Is everything okay?” he asked. The phone was muffled so I knew he was in bed.

“Yes, just getting my hair dry. And did you get home safely?”

“There was some minor trouble but I got home safe,” he answered.

“Why did you call and how are you even calling me? I’m sure I blocked you.”

With a deep breath, he paused before answering. “Remember I have two numbers.”

“Oh yes. The next question.”

“Your voice,” he answered sleepily.

I felt my heart escalating once more. I think I grasp feelings too easily. “What about my voice?”

“It’s soothing. It makes me think straight when you are not sassing me or trying to be sarcastic.”

I was just about to explode with emotions and butterflies when I remembered he had a girlfriend. “I can bet you say you say these very same things to your darling girlfriend."

“How much do you have to lose?” he asked, his voice kept getting sleepier.

“A hug.”

‘A hug’, I scolded myself. That was so cheesy.

“I guess I will get a hug tomorrow first thing.” he replied, and I could visualize his smile that was evident in his voice, as if he were before me.

“About the kiss. I shouldn’t have. I feel like my ex’s best friend now.”

“I kissed you first and you have no reason to regret it. She and I are just with each other for pleasurable needs.”

“Okay. And I can’t keep going back and forth with you. It will only leave bad blood.”

“I'll take the risk and explain everything tomorrow. I want you and no one else. Goodnight Dizzle.”

“Goodnight Cinnamon.”

I listened to him snore for some time before hanging up and went to microwave my dinner.