Chapter 1
IMPORTA ▪︎IMPORTANT: PLEASE DO NOT PLAGIARIZE OR STEAL,ACTIONS WILL BE TAKEN FOR ANY SIGN OF PLAGIARISM.
Kandace
It didn't start out like this...we first met at Golden Hedge where we studied Culinary Arts. He was a dream come true, the type girls swooned about in their teenage years, dreaming up princes with horses and chariots and hoping he'll come save them one day. Maybe they'll leave a glass slipper behind or become this sleeping beauty that needs saving. And I can say I was one of them. Only my prince was dark, and I didn't know this at all.
Let me take you back to the first day it started.
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Jake was at the top of the class, tall and lean while still being muscular in all the right places. He would sit at the back with his notebook wide open while texting on his cellphone beneath his desk. And I remember looking back one of those Wednesday afternoons when the droning voice of Mrs. Lis became a lullaby. And I mouthed: "put the phone away; I'm gonna tell." And he mouthed: 'Go on.'
And I spun around in my chair with a smile so wide it could break my face in half. Then when class was over, he was
standing at the doorway, pretending to be talking with one of his friends. Drake, I think that's his name. I pretended not to see him, passing by with my earphones in and a subtle smile pulling at my lips. He knew and I knew that we would somehow become deeper than desk-partners and classmates that shared the same career path. Jake was my heart, my everything until he became a monster.
"Hey, new girl," I heard a voice said.
I stopped in my tracks and turned around, pulling my earphones from my ears. "Yes?"
"What's your name?"
"And you want to know because?"
He chuckled, his teeth so white as though he's shooting a toothpaste commercial. "Because I'd love to know who to come look for if Mr. Lis should punish me for texting during class."
I hid a smile. "Smooth."
"So?" He pressed, ignoring Drake, his friend, who was grinning and waiting patiently for his friend.
"Kandace." I breathed out, feigning annoyance "My name is Kandace."
"Jake." He smiled lopsided.
"I know."
It was the start of something predecended. Something dark and cruel.
Weeks passed and Jake and I became quite comfortable with each other.
"Hey!" I heard a whisper across from where I sat in class....I glanced around, and Jake was trying to get my attention.
"What?" I whispered under my voice trying not to get anyone else's attention.
"Let's ditch the next session," he said softly.
Later that day after our class ended Jake and I hurriedly blast through the exit door of the school.
"Let's go," he said while opening his car door for me.
"Where are we going?" I asked with a big smile on my face trying to hide the excitement in my eyes.
"It's a surprise," he said.
Blindfolded I heard the wheels of the car skid and the hand brakes pulled up ,that's how I knew I had reached his destination. With the car windows down, I could feel the wind brushing gently across the cheeks of my face.
"Come on Take my hand," he said.
"I can't see anything" I said with a faint giggle while reaching out my hand to find his.
"Don't worry I got you,he said while grabbing my hand. He gently pulled me out of the car.
He pulled the blindfold from my face as I stood there anxiously.
"What is this place", I said with a smile.
"This place is my escape from the real world ,'' he said with a serious look on his face.
I was literally standing in the middle of a field full of flowers and a beautiful view to top it off, it was magical at least so I thought.
"Why would a stud like you, a perfect guy would wanna escape the real world?I find that hard to believe".
"Well...I'm not the perfect guy you see at school everyday, I have down days like everyone else"
"Oh you do?"
"Yep", he said with a look on his face as if he was trying to figure out if he should tell me something or not.
"My dad died when I was four, my mom and I are
not on such good terms ,my sister hates my guts for whatever reason and my brother and I will fight almost to the death so my life is far from perfect". I could feel every emotion in his words which somehow drew me closer to him. He trusts me enough to tell me the whole back story of his life.
•••••
The rain had caught up with us, we had to find shelter somehow, we had gone too far out of our tracks and the car was nowhere close enough to get to, except for a small cabin close by ,we ran there for shelter. We were soaking wet as we stared at each other ,I began to get nervous as he took a good look at me.."can he see my nipples through my wet shirt,why did I choose to go braless today?", I asked myself.
"I have to find a rest boob, I mean room", I blurted out with a nervous tone in my voice.
"Why did I say that?", I asked myself.
, I lost my cool of the thought of me and him alone somewhere no one can interrupt.
"Ok", he said with a smile , a smile that had my heart going wild in my chest.
I broke eye contact, a warm feeling flowing through my body. It was strange, the feeling that is, because it was so cold out yet my ears and neck and face was warm. "I'll go find a bathroom," I tell him, then quickly escape further into the cabin to find somewhere to change.
Luckily there was a smaller room right at the corner. A bathroom. I quickly took my wet blouse off. The door knocks as I realize I have nothing to change into.
"Here, you can have this..."" he said and pushed his shirt through a crack in the door.
I took it from him nervously and put it on. It smelled like him, a mixture of pomegranate and wood. It was crazy but it seemed as though I was getting a gigantic hug from him. And then I recalled that he probably needed a hug more than I did. All those things he told me about his family were weighing on my chest like a ton load of bricks.
I left the bathroom and entered the room to discover Jake's bare chest in front of me. He was dripping wet as he took a few steps towards me, my heart began racing so hard to the point that it might pop through my chest, I was frozen stiff and to top it off, I was a virgin...never even had my first kiss. But standing there, staring at him, I felt like I wouldn't mind giving my first kiss to him. Looking at his pair of pink, plump lips, I wouldn't have regretted the decision at all.
