The Sweet Taste of Malice

Chapter 3

Klara

Somewhere between telling Ryan to f**k off and the end of the day he has aquired my number and has been messaging me.

Hey little piggy

What day and time is good? I have football practice so it’ll have to be after that sometime.

Are you ignoring me, little piggy?

The little piggy comments get so old sometimes but you know what I'm used to it and I live with it. Is it derogatory, absolutely. Do I care? No, I don't ever make a scene, I don't want to be noticed.

The end of the day is finally here and as im heading to my locker, my one and only friend comes up to my side.

“Hey bestie” Maxton says.

“Hey bestie” i tell him and smile at him.

“So how was your day?” he asks.

“Lets just say i am ready to leave.” i tell him and as soon as i turn the corne i see Ryan standing at my locker.

What the f**k is he doing here?

“Um Kay, why is Ryan leaning agaisnt you locker staring at you?” he asks me.

I ignore him and quickly walk ahead of him to see what Ryan wants so that he doesnt hear us just incase Ryan decides to say something stupid or mention what happened today.

“What the hell are you doing here? We had a deal!” i whisper shout at him.

“Did you get a new number?” he asks me and i swear my eyes pop out of my head.

“What?”

“Did you block me then?” he asks again standing straighter. If i didnt know better he looks mad.

“No i didnt get a new number and you arent blocked. Matter of fact, how did you get my number to begin with?” i ask looking around to make sure we arent attracting unwanted attention. Well we are, great!

“When i text you i expect an answer or ill make the biggest scene in this school and then your little invisible girl act you have will be ruined.” he tells me and crosses his arms.

To late jerk, im already being noticed. Sophie has seen us too and makes a B-line right to us, wrapping her manicured hands around Ryans arms then second she gets near him.

“Hey babe, whats going on?” she asks and looks at me with disgust on her face.

We have already established that she is the exact thing you would picture as a cheer captain with the picture perfect life.

“Is little piggy bothering you?” she asks.

“No,” he answers and wraps his arms around her waist “we were just talking about her display in class” he looks me in th eye and then smiles.

“yeah , exactly” i say back and i dont know if i am more upset at the fact that just a few hours away he was all over me, that he is doing exactly as i was asking, or that he is looking at me like is mad and i cant decipher it.

“Right. Ok, well we have practice to get to. Not like you would know what a work out is, right piggy?” she asks.

“Right.” i agree in a low defeated tone and i think my eyes are playing tricks on me but i see his jaw tick and his hand clench, he is mad at me.

They turn to walk off. I open my locker, grab my books, and slam it close, storming out of the building. As i am walking to my car my phone dings.

You should come watch the practice one day

I groan and type a message out back to him, i cant have him coming to my locker again.

NO!

All that gets me is a laughing emoji from him, when i dont respond to him he sends me a kissing emoji.

Later that night after i get my homework done, i get a shower. Im standing in my room wrapped in my towel when my phone does off.

You dont really look like a little piggy anymore to me

What the hell is he talking about. I type my reply back to him.

What are you talking about now?

The more i look at you the more i have come to think of all the different ways i can touch you body.

Are you drunk? This is probably the wrong person Ryan, look at your contact before you just start messaging people.

No im not drunk. No im not messaging the wrong person. Yes, i am intending fro these messages to go to you klara.

…………..

Drop the towel, let me see the rest.

What did you just say

Drop the towel

I dont even message him back. First off, how did he know i was in my towel. I hear my phone ding and then ding again.

Just once, give me just one look and ill never ask again, I will follow your rules.

You are ignoring me, i thought i made my point pretty clear earlier

Yeah well we arent at school anymore, you cant embarrass me. How did you even know i was in a towel?

He doesnt respond back to me. A few minutes go by and nothing. Then I heard something on my bedroom balcony. I walk over to the door that leads out and i almost scream because the face that greats me is Ryans.

Ryan f*****g fitzgerald is on my balcony and im in a towel. Wait, i have so many questions right now.

“Open the door” he says and he looks mad again.

I open the door and he storms through looking me up and down. Before i can do anything about it, let alone form a coherent thought he picks me up and wraps my legs around his waist. Walking to my bed he lays me down and settles between my legs.

“Ryan what are you doing?” i ask breathless.

“You ignored me, then when you answered me you werent very nice, i was being nice and you wanted to piss me off.” he tells me as he runs his finger along the top of my towel that is covering my breast.

“Did you follow me home?” i ask him.

“No, but i am grateful for the view i got.” he tells me as he leans his head down and plants a kiss right on the exposed skin of my chest.

“Ryan, stop. This is so against my rules. Why are you here? When i said no, i meant to everything, this included.” i tell him.

“Just give me one look and ill stop.” he tells me “i wont touch, just look and ill be done. Ill get what i wanted and ill be done.” he tells me and kisses more skin.

It takes a moment to process what he is asking between the kisses and him being in my room plastered to my body.

“Ok, one look” i tell him.

His head shoots up from kissing my chest and he looks at me like ive grown three heads.

“Yeah?” he asks.

“Yeah, but you have to stand over there by the door and then when i show you, then you have to leave and not come back. Just one look and thats all.” i tell him.

“I promise” he leans down and tries to kiss me but i turn my head and his lips skim my jaw when i turn my head back to look at him he has a confused look on his face. No doubt trying to figure out why i dont want to kiss me, ill never tell him the reason.

He stands and walks across the room to the balcony door, turns and looks at me.

“How did you get here?” i ask as i stand up gripping the towel even tighter around me.

“No, no questions. I cant think straight right now and this is your one chance that the offer of me not touching you is on the table” he tells me and that look is back on his face again. Anger? Is he mad at me? Is he mad that he wants to see me? Is he going to be disappointed.

I take a deep beath and let the towel drop from my hair first. My dark brown wet hair falling from the top og my head around my shoulders.

Hsiis eyes are glues and trailing over every part of me that is exposed.

“Ryan” i say his name but he just shakes his head at me.

I drop the towel before i can talk myself out of it and stand there in front of him.

He eyes travel the length of my body, his hand clench at his sides and his jaw ticks. He looks out the window and then back to me.

“f**k, i think i lied” he tells me then walks out the balcony door and climbs over the balcony disappearing into the night.

I am so confused.