Wild Summer

Chapter 14

An hour later

Wak! Wak! Wak! Wak!

"Ouchhhhhh!", Lila screams. Yes I am currently sitting on top of my dearest best friend and abusing her with a folded magazine. Her favorite one too. Wicked I know.

Why? Why you ask! Well because this little devil thought it was better if she fed me to the dogs. Nah, not dogs. Wolves! Well just one wolf.

Fine I'm being overdramatic but so what!

She shouldn't have left me.

"You". Wak! "Little". Wak! "Devil!". Wak! Wak!

"Heyyyy! I was doing you a favor. I mean come on. Rome's hot. Your hot. I know you like him. I know he likes you. So I thought I would give you some alone time. You know?", she tries sounding reasonable peeking up at me through her eyelashes. 'I know he likes you'. That's all I kept hearing over and over again. Wait. Focus Skii.

Wak!

"Ouch!".

"No I don't know. You shouldn't have left me. Why couldn't you attack him or something? You know do one of your warrior cries and bam! Attack! Why couldn't you save me", I ask pouting like a five year old.

She laughs at this. What a fabulous friend. Rolling my eyes I get off her still pouting. The boys were somewhere in the house so it was just Lila and I in her room.

"What happened anyway?", she asks looking at me curiously.

"Isnfifnndnd", I say. What was wrong with me? I keep on babbling like a toddler.

"What!", she burst out laughing.

Clearing my throat I try again.

"He um...I...we skxjjsdbbx", I fail again miserably.

This causes Lila to laugh even harder, she even go as far as falling off the bed. Now rolling on the floor.

"I've never seen you lost for words my dear bestie", she says in between laughs.

"We kissed!", I shout. Finally I said it. What a relief. Ha I can talk. Take that Rome.

"You did, did you?", she was now calm and came back towards the bed , sitting in-front of me.

"Yes. Yes we did", I say carefully examining every inch of her perfect face.

"Well that's great ", she exclaims.

"I mean, I knew it would happen sooner or later so I'm not surprised", she says shrugging. Not surprised! This monster! This little- this little . Witch!

"What do you mean 'happen sooner or later'. Lila I want to be alone. No relationships. No ties. No attachment.", I say slowly hoping she understands every single word.

"Skii", she starts off softly. Seriously.

"What if he's what you need? What you've been searching all this time for? What if he's the one that can possible fill that hole in your chest?", she whispers.

My eyes start to sting. I will not cry! I can't.

"What if he leaves? Then what? What if he is the one that makes me feel whole again? That's the problem you know. What if he actually is the one? Then he leaves. Then he hurt me. What'll be left of me Lila? What will I have left? I can't like him. I can't", my voice breaks at the last sentence.

"Oh Skii", she whimpers her eyes now teary. She pulls me in a tight hug.

"But what if he stays", she whispers.

'What if he stays?' Those words kept repeating in my head over and over like a broken record.

'What. If . He . Stays'

A tear roll down my cheek. I can't like him. I can't allow myself to fall him. I can't.

Pulling away slowly, my best friend wipes away my tears and smiles softly.

" I think you should give him a chance Skii", she says softly.

"It's your choice. But I'm just telling you as a best friend . I think you should put your self out there. Stop being so afraid", she continues looking into my brown orbs.

I nod. Maybe I will.

"Hey lovebirds! Are you gals making out in there? Come on open up I wanna see", Ofcourse this was Jake. We quickly clean our selves up. Then we hear kissing noises.

"Jake if you don't remove your bony ass away from my door, I'll let Skii feed you to her dogs", Lila threatens.

"But I just wanted to see a little girly action", he whines, I could hear him stomping his feet in frustration.

I had to laugh I couldn't help it. Jake was such a child.

"Come on. Let's go back outside", Lila says laughing along with me. It was now 11 p.m and we were still fully energized. I decide to take a bath before I go downstairs.

" Hey. You go, I'll be right down. I'm gonna take a quick shower", I tell Lila.

"Alright. You sure you're okay right?", she ask concerned.

"Yeah yeah. I'm okay. That ass lightened the mood", I say laughing while pushing her out. I'm so grateful for Jake.

"I'll be down in a few", I say.

Twenty minutes later.

I'm now fully clothed and on my way downstairs. I was some of Lila's clothes which consists of a dark purple hoodie with the word 'supreme' on the front in white and a long, black comfy cotton pajama bottom with little bunnies on it. I also drape a warm fluffy blanket over my shoulders and slip my feet into some warm bunny slippers. What? Bunnies were cute.

Skii's pijami suit (minus the socks)

I come downstairs to see the goons all cuddled up together under a warm blanket watching 'Frozen'. You know. That cartoon with Olaf. The adorable snowman. Still don't know? Okay maybe you'll know this. *clears throat* Let it goooooo let it gooooooo can't hold it back anymoreeeeeeeeeeeee. Here I come to destroy your land with my powerful handssssss....let this storm carry onnnn....Fine fine! maybe I don't know all the lyrics but you get the idea.

Rome. Ofcourse he was sitting by himself in a single chair. Glancing at him, I catch him staring at him intensely. I quickly avert my gaze and find a big comfy chair of my own. Snuggling into my blanky. I was freaking cold. Everyone's eyes were on the screen and so was mine. Few minuets later, I feel my chair dip. I quickly glance over to see Rome getting under my blanket. I stare at him. Then at the others. No one seems to care about us, they just continue to watch as Elsa makes a giant iceman to scare her sister off. Oh sisterly love. That reminds me. I wonder what my sister's up to. Yes yes, I have a smaller sibling. Her name is Liia, she's fifteen years old. She was at her friends house when I left for my visit to Charlie so that's mainly why she wasn't mentioned earlier. I actually missed that lil punk. She has a different Dad as you might have guessed already. Which was why she wasn't here with me. I love her dearly , though sometimes I want to smash her pretty little head into a hard hard wall. Ahhh sisterly love.

Distracted by my thoughts I almost forget about the situation at hand. Almost. I glance at Rome again staring at him as he is now comfortable under my blanky and is staring at the television. He didn't dare look my way. I know for a fact he wasn't interested in the cartoon and he definitely wasn't cold. I mean the man was cold enough right? So why else would he walk all the way over here to get under blanky?

'Maybe he does like you', my inner voice murmur. Maybe.

Sighing I pull the blanky up more to my chin and continue to watch Olaf. My man.

I could feel the bastard coming closer to my body. I felt the heat radiating off his body. How could such a cold person be so warm? Should I yell at him? I want to. But my mouth remain silent and I continue to pretend I don't notice him moving closer towards my body. When close enough he slowly, hesitantly begins to move his arm forward and wraps them around me. What the hell was he doing? Stop him Skii ! Stop this nonsense right now!

I want to scream at him to get is hands off me but I didn't. I couldn't. He made me feel, safe. And warm. He felt like home. I feel myself lean into him embracing his warmth. He shifts in one quick moment and his legs are now on both sides of me while my back is turned to him and I'm resting on his chest. His arms still secure around me. Giving me all the earth I could ever need in this cold world . I feel so at peace. Almost at peace with myself. What if he was the missing piece like Lila said? Oh no.

We both remain silent not daring to say a word. We continue to stare at the screen. Raising my head just a little, my eyes flicker over to my friends I see Lila looking at me. She gives me an encouraging smile as if to say 'breathe-Skii-breathe-you'll-be-okay'. I give her a small smile and relax back into Rome's chest. Maybe I'll give him a chance.

Maybe I'll see where this goes.

But what if he leaves? What happens when he leaves.

But.

What if he stays? What if he stays?

What. If. He. Stays.

This was my last thought before I drift off into a peaceful slumber.