Damaged

Flashback Dream 4

Jessica's POV:

         “Oh come on, Jess.” D’Angelo teased. 

           He was over and we were sitting there waiting for Jaime to come over. I was going to finally introduce her after the most perfect date I had. I’ve never been on a date, but to me it was perfect.

          “Just be careful around her. I know she’ll flirt with you,” I whined.

          “Will you be jealous,” he teased smiling mischievously. 

          “Extremely. You're the first boyfriend I ever had, and I’m serious about you. I don’t want her taking you from me cause she’ll just use you and throw you away. That’s who she is. Last week she stole Tayler Hollow’s boyfriend and then she used him and lose him. And I want to be saved the pain of what she might do to you.” I said.

           His eyes glistened with disbelief. I stared back.   

           “Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” I whispered. The door to the dining room opened and footsteps padded there way into the living room. 

            Jaime stands in front of us with a bottle of scotch and three short glasses with ice.

           “It’s nice to finally meet you D’Angelo. Jessie has told me about you, except for how you two met, but I’m not complaining now that I see how hot you are.” She doesn't know how to be subtle. Also doesn’t know how not to hit on your boyfriend. 

           “Well it’s nice to meet you, but only my girlfriend gets all of my hotness.” He rubs his hands over his toned chest and down his abs. Of course he’s wearing a tee shirt. It’s black but it is tight against his body. I blushed narrowing my eyes at him playfully. 

         I’ve never really thought about him sexually. I’m still getting to know him. It’s weird even though I’m a thirteen year old. I don’t think it’s weird. I’m not really the type to think like that just yet. My sister, however unlike me does. She is drooling over my boyfriends. 

          I clap my hands together really loudly snapping my sisters attention from her s****l daze. 

        “Would you be so kind as to pour the drinks?” I asked gesturing towards her with an eyebrow raised. She nodded and set the glasses on the table. She unscrewed the lid to the scotch and poured us a generous amount. We grabbed our glasses and about to take a drink.

        “Wait. I’d like to make a toast to you two. Finally my sister has someone other than me to rely on. May you last a long time. Cheers!” We clinked our glasses together. Me blushing furiously and D’Angelo smiling holding my free hand. I can be quite shy. 

           Halfway through the bottle later…. 

          I’m sitting on D’Angelo’s lap with my head on his shoulder. My sister chatting about her day smiling at the both of us. We had been dating for about a month. I haven’t met D'Angelo's sister because she’s always so busy at the hospital. 

         “So, at this moment, what are your feelings for Jessie.” D’Angelo brushes his hand from fingertips to palm along my neck. He planted his palm on the right side of my neck.  I planted my forehead on the right side of his neck.

         “I really like like her. I want to get to know more about her. I want to hold her in my arms. I want to constantly taste her lips. They always taste like coconut.” He chuckled feeling the vibrations on my forehead and my cheeks heating up. “Which I love the taste. Staring into her sky blue eyes that pierce into my very soul. Her kindness is something I can’t get enough of. She is very kind. She’s very respectful and mindful of others. She’s someone very different from other girls and I see it. She thinks about others above herself. She is beautiful even though she doesn’t believe me.” He just rambles on and on. She turned her attention towards me.

        “He’s very attentive to me. He is kind and very funny. Such a gentleman towards me. His eyes always pulling me in as well. His arms make me feel safe. I really do like him. He’s very charming and he’s very sweet to me anyway. He has this way of drawing me in and I don’t know how he does it…” I drifted to my own thoughts. I lifted my head and moved to grab my glass of scotch. I drunk the whole glass. 

         Jaime refilled the glass. While I laid against D’Angelo again. He brought his right hand up behind me moving his fingers into my hair entangling them into my hair and started massaging my scalp. I brought my right hand up behind his neck clinging to it. My forearm resting on his shoulder. Snuggling closer to him. I felt utterly comfortable. 

        Now to say I was drunk was pretty much an understatement. I was literally wasted. Scotch for me gets me drunk really fast. When I’m really drunk I become a snuggler. Ask Jaime. I got so drunk I ended up snuggled into her. 

        Snuggled in the arms of this man I can tell you one thing. So freaking warm and comfy. I was so comfortable I let out a sigh of contentment. 

        His deep chuckle got me really warm somewhere else to. 

        “Why don’t I take you to bed?” He whispered huskily into my ear. 

        “Mmmmm,” I moaned like a yeah to him. That made him chuckle even more.

        “I guess I’ll be taking Jess to bed for the night. Goodnight.” He lifted me up into his arms and turned toward the stairs that were against the wall of the living room. 

          When we got to my room really quickly he managed one handedly moving my comforter down and softly laying down. He was about to walk out to head home when I grabbed the hem of his shirt. He turned to face me.

         “Please stay,” I whispered pleading. He laid in bed on the other side of the bed behind me. He wrapped his left arm around my waist pulling me closer to him. He stared right into my eyes. He moved his right arm underneath my pillow. 

          He pressed his lips against my forehead and lingered for a couple seconds. He pulled back with a smile on his face.

         “Goodnight Jess,” he whispered and we both fell fast asleep. 

            The next morning I woke up to him next to me. He must have removed his shirt in the night because because we were kind of skin to skin. I was in my tank top and shorts, which I wore yesterday. 

             I had been staring at him a good ten minutes before he started to wake up. I knew he was awake and he was faking it. 

         I brushed my fingertips down his left cheek and then moved to my index fingertip along his jawline. Then I leaned in and captured his bottom lip between my lips.

           He pulled my top lip between his lips. I pulled away looking at a smirking D’Angelo. 

          “A perfect way to wake up,” he states softly before pulling me back and we both end up making out. 

          “I know,” I whispered breathlessly as we both pulled away from each other. “ I would stay here, but I gotta get up to make breakfast and take some aspirin.” I turned to my back and sitting up slowly. Then removed my comforter and swung my legs one at a time over the right side of my bed.

           My bed was a wooden carved canopy bed frame with a foam mattress and box spring. The canopy was a lavender color. Along with my bed set and walls. My carpet was a deep purple color. 

           When you walk into my room my bed headboard against the left wall. Across was an entertainment center with my tv and DVD player. Stuffed with lots of movies. Next to my door was my dresser. I had picture frames with family photos hanging from the wall. 

          I took one last look at him and then left to get some aspirin and go make breakfast.