Elijah

Chapter Four

It was the first day of my last year in this school Elijah wasn’t even twenty minutes at school and all the girls were drooling over him and the tattoos didn’t help either, him and Emily saw each other on a regular basis we stopped being friends because she wanted my mum’s boyfriends son, not my friendship.

It was English my favourite subject I sat there listening to professor snow as he spoke about Shakespeare

‘Would you like to receive an airdrop from Lijah I frowned not knowing who it was from but I accepted

Curry Chicken and rice? It read and I typed back quickly before Mister Snow saw me, I had a reputation to up hold 

Tonight seven sharp make sure you're there. 

I looked over at him and he nodded at me and smiled

I cooked us dinner while the older couple went out on a date I opened a bottle of wine and set the table for us

Why was I doing so much effort? 

I heard his voice after the front door opened “I will talk to you later babe I promise love you too Em” the smile on his face looked genuine but my heart hoped it was fake

We ate our dinner in silence him drinking the wine I poured we looked so grown up eating like this. I was just playing with my food while texts came through to his phone, probably from Emily.

I looked over yes my head is never wrong it was Emily or shall we say Emily’s underwear quickly I stood up to walk out I couldn’t stand this anymore “Jen” he spoke my name sounded so good coming out of his mouth after all this time “What is wrong”

“Nothing” I lied

He grabbed my arm before I could leave and spun me around to look at him but instead I looked down. My heart was racing two hundred down a sixties zone. I was still in his strong hold

“Look at me Jennifer do not look down” I looked up at him eyes meeting each others. My breathing hitched as he leaned in his hot breath was on my lips.

He kissed me I kissed back within a millisecond, he pushed me back into the wall kissing me hard. My hands made their way into his hair heart beat going faster I bit his lip a little too hard

Shit  thought as I knew I punctured the skin he moaned softly pulling me into him. This was my first he was my very first kiss and it was amazing.

After we both pulled away we were breathing heavily I stood still with my back against the wall and he just realized what he did. He left me alone in the living room cursing to him as he went up to his room

My first kiss was amazing and I do not ever think anyone else would compare to what he gave me and then it hit me

He cheated on my best friend with me. 

The next morning he didn’t come down for breakfast he left straight for school

My heart was beating vigorously in my chest as I walked down the school hallway everyone stared at me as if they knew something I didn’t that is until I got to my locker Emily was already there waiting for me her eyes were red indicating that she had been crying

“I think he cheated” she said and it came out as choke.

“ Hello to you to Emily nice to know you still remember me”

She ignored everything I said

“Jen I think he cheated he has a bruise on his lips and it looked like a bite mark a human one

“And what does he say about it?”

“He said he got in a fight” she spoke voice not sounding very convincing

“Well maybe he did I would not know he is still an asshole”

“Still the devil himself” she spoke remembering what I called him the very first day

My heart broke that I had to lie to my once best friend.

When I came home after school that day there was a car on a trailer outside a racing car slowly I walked into the house and luggage bags stood the whole hallway full

“Mum are you guys home” I questioned looking down the hallway

“Honey your here you have to get packing we’re leaving soon”

“To where?”

“We are going to watch Elijah race"

I knew he was good behind the wheel but not that good it made my knees weak I nodded towards my mum before walking up to my bedroom. 

When I entered my bedroom there was a white note on my bed written in beautiful yet simple cursive stood

I'm sorry I kissed you without your permission and thank you for leaving the bruise on my lip it feels good to have a little piece of you on me xx Elijah

I wanted to walk into his bedroom and kiss him so bad but I decided against it and sat down on my bed. Next to me was my bra the white lace one the one I bough right before he took all of them I smiled and started packing my bags. I got time from school easily because I was weeks ahead of all of the children and so was Elijah for copying all of my work.

We sat next to each other in his car driving behind mum and James that were pulling the racing car with them. It felt weird sitting next to him in the car after what happened two days ago his smell was all over the car his expensive cologne and the mint tooth paste he always used

“You were my first” I spoke not even sure if the words came out of my mouth

“First what”

“My first kiss”

“You have never been kissed?” I shook my head

“Did you never have boyfriends”

“I did when I was in grade four and seven but I never let them kiss me because a kiss was meant for someone special” I smiled remembering my school years

“Was it okay though?”

“I don’t have anything to compare it with but I would say it was pretty amazing regardless” he smiled as I said that my teeth marks still on his lip, mum and James both thought it was Emily that bit him like that

It was a six hour drive and we were only ten minutes in.

What hell

“Why didn’t you tell me that the paint could wash off of my car”

“Why did you tell me you didn’t have my bras?”

“Because I don’t have them Jennifer” I nodded his hands were on the steering wheel eyes focused on the road my breathing hitched when he leaned his hand over to touch the gear-lever but instead he gripped my jaw and crushed our lips together making me moan into the kiss his breath was hot and he still tasted of mint and there was something else cherry blossom lip ice, Emily I pulled away from him “We cannot be doing this” I stated just as the red light went green.

This can never happen again. I tried convincing myself.