Finding the serial killer

Chapter 67

Chapter 67

Jake’s POV,

As I opened my eyes I saw him smiling at me, I looked at him as I felt my cheeks heat up. I know he saw my flustered self because he patted my cheeks again and then he hugged my.

I was all like some dream. I knew somewhere in my heart that I like him. Ever since we were in college when he helped me. But I was still suppressing my feelings. I didn't realize when tears filled my eyes and my eyes started shedding them.

His smile immediately converted into a worried expression.

"I am really sorry Christina, I never wanted to hurt you. I just connect control my self anymore. I'm sorry if you didn't like that. I won't do it again if you say so. I'm really sorry please forgive me." He apologized but I wasn't crying for that. Of course I liked it. I just know what I should do at this time. It is the feeling that you get when you are dreaming and suddenly you fell in your dream and your brain don't know what to do anymore so you woke up.

The frustration you get from an incompleted dream is the frustration I am getting now. At that time I don't know what has gotten into me but I pulled him closer and kissed him. The kiss was hard and sloppy. I knew I was good at this but he quickly responded to my kiss. I was happy at that moment. No matter what happens next I am happy now. And that's what matters for me now.

Our kiss was getting heated his hand was roaming all over my body but as I was really nervous I was holding onto his t shirt tightly. It helped me to keep my composure and not fall apart. My eyes filled tears as my mind debated him as a possible threat for a heart break. And as a teardrop fell from my eyes it might have fell on his cheeks.

He immediately stopped kiss me and I can't feel his body tensed as he looked at my face. He didn't say anything. But he just hugged me. He hugged me for a very long time and for all that long time I was just sobbing. I was try to muffle my son's so he won't hear them but I failed in suppressing them. And soon after my sobbing became more prominent and loud. All the emotions that I have been suppressing somewhere in the corner of my heart are now flowing uncontrollably. I know I might've confused him but what can I do when I am confused in my self too.

After quite a long time when my sobbs subsided and pulled back and asked me,

"Can you please tell me what you are thinking? I am very confused right now. I thought that you might not like it when I kissed you but then you kissed me back and I can feel that you wanted me as much as I wanted you at that time. So why did you cry. Is it me who did something wrong? I am very sorry if I hurt you. But can you please say something?"

I know he was confused and so do I, but I don't know what I should tell him. I was feeling as if I was riding some roller coaster of emotions, sometimes I was happy, sometimes sad, sometimes excited and sometimes frustrated. It was all too much. I don't know if I can explain him all this.

He was looking at my with patience and worry. His lips were sealed, eyebrows furrowed and eyes filled with worry. He was looking at me with hope. I don't know how to explain the way I felt for him but I still tried to say a few words,

"Why did you kiss me?" I asked him looking in his eyes.

"I told you that I cannot control it inside of me anymore. I just cannot control my emotions when you are around. I have been thinking of telling you that but you never gave me any signs. I have liked you ever since I first saw you in the same class I as in. You never ever glanced at me. You were always distant. And i never had the courage to initiate the talk with you. You seemed too unapproachable. Your looks were intimidating and you never talked with many people. You were too distant. I tried to initiate the conversation but never actually succeeded.

But when I heard that you were on a cooking show, I started watching you regularly on the show. From that show I realized one thing that you didn't talked much because you were shy not because you disliked me. I don't think you know how many guys of our college liked you, you were so intimidating that no one ever approached you. And I was one of the guys."

"What! No! It was because I don't know how to start the conversation with people. I talked with them if they start the conversation. I am just really very bad at starting them. And I am scared to start the conversation." I told him.

"After the show when the college started again you seemed much more prettier and somehow become less unapproachable maybe because you have to deal with many people because of your popularity. But you seemed to be more open for conversations. I tried to be close to you so much at that time and surprisingly enough you reciprocated my attempts to initiate the conversation. You smile at me. That was the first time you smile looking at me. I've seen you smile many times before but that time was special because your eyes had my reflection in them. You know how happy I was at that time? I thought about confessing you at that time but I couldn't be brave enough to do so. It was easier for me to have a talk with anyone but when it comes to you I have to think what would come out of my mouth. I didn't wanted to say anything I would later regret." I was just listening to him talking and the only thing running on my mind was how wrong I thought about all he did back then. I used to think so bad about him but he was just opposite. How stupid of me.