Chapter 1
(Bella)
I walked across the street to my best friend’s house. Daren has been my best friends ever since we were born 15 years ago. I also have a huge crush on him.
Our parents were best friends as kids and we are best friends too. He is leaving by the end of the month, and I’m super sad. That’s why I’m going to his house, to tell him I like and that I’ll miss him.
When I got to his house, his mother let me in immediately. She said to me “Oh Bella, are you here to see Daren? Oh of course you are my sweet angel. He’s out back, he was hoping you would stop by.” So I responded with “Thank you Mrs. Rogers.”
I went out back to find Daren sitting on his swings looking as sad as ever. He looked up and saw me and got the hugest smile on his face and he ran and hugged me. While he was hugging me he picked me up and spun me around.
Without warning he put me down on my feet and kissed me. I said once he pulled away “whoa, I didn’t expect that.” And he just kissed me again and said “I love you and I have always loved you Bella.”
He walked me up to his room hand in hand. His parent’s room and his parents are down stairs arguing like always. The reason he is moving is because his parents are getting a divorce because his dad caught his mom cheating on him and he is going to live with his mom in Texas.
When we got in his room, his lips immediately found mine as he was closing the door. He picked me up and my legs immediately wrapped around his waist and my hands landed in his hair.
He held me under my thighs as he sat down on his bed. I tried to keep my weight off of him as much as possible but he put his hands in my back pocket of my jeans and pulled me down on him.
As soon as he did that, I felt him getting hard under me. He started lifting my shirt up as our lips never left each others but I pulled it back down.
He pulled away and asked me what was wrong. I started looking down and pulled my shirt up. There were cuts from me committing self harm and bruises and scars from my mom abusing me.
He traced his finger in every cut and bruise and scar on my body. He had a feather like touch, I knew he never intended to hurt me.
As he traced his fingers along my body, he gave me a feather like kiss each time he felt a new injury that either I or my mom has put on my body.
He said “Oh darling, how could anyone do this to you?” And I looked up at him with my now tear filled, cloudy grey eyes, and I just couldn’t hold it in anymore.
As I was crying and holding his hands for dear life, I said “Most of them are from me. Everyone thinks I’m just smiles and sunshine but the truth is, I don’t have such a good home life. I’m beat till I’m numb, physically and emotionally, most of them I couldn’t feel because that’s how beat my mom would make me.
I feel defeated most days and some nights, I just hope or think I won’t make it to tomorrow.” And when I was done I was somehow in his lap breathing in his calming scent.
He was rubbing down my hair and down my back. I gripped his shirt like my life depended on it, and at that moment, it felt like it did.
He started kissing me lightly and as time went on, the kisses became longer and more intense and filled with passion.
His kisses made me forget all about my problems, even if it was just for a little bit.
As the kisses became more passionate, the more hot I felt. After a bit I was straddling his lap as our tongues fought for dominance. His hands landed on my ass pulling me closer to him.
His lips found my neck and his hands made their way up to my barely covered perky breast. He snaked his arms behind my back and unclasped my thin bra that wasn’t protecting my hard nipples from the coldness of the room.
He flipped us over so I was now under him. His mouth slowly made it’s way to my perky, cold nipples, warming them up.
He undid my pants and started pulling them off of me slowly but I stopped him. I said “I think we are going a little to fast, don’t you think?” And he stopped and kissed my lips one more time before helping me get my clothes back on and saying “I’m sorry angel, I don’t want you doing anything you aren’t ready for.”
I checked the time and it was already 9 at night. “Shit, shit, shit!” I said as rushing to find my bag.
Daren asked me “What’s wrong, love?” And I couldn’t answer, I was too busy freaking out.
“M-my mom is, oh god.” And that’s all I could get out before I was on the floor bawling my eyes out.
“Angel, ask your mom if you can stay the night or if you can’t, text me as soon as you get home and then rush to your room without stopping and lock the door and push something in front of it. And I bet my mom will let you stay, I can ask her real quick!” And then he was off down stairs asking his mom.
I asked my mom, she said yes. Thank goodness.
“She said yes!” He yelled as he was running upstairs. “My mom said yes too.” Was my response.
So now here I am, cuddling with the guy I’ve liked since forever, in nothing but my underwear and his t-shir
