PERFECT IMPERFECTIONS

PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND~ Under the influence, Chris Brown

His fingers moved tantalizingly through my stomach, running up and I squirmed. I’m not sure if it was out of pleasure or not.

My breaths were so heavy and my heart was pounding so loudly, I thought it would burst out at any moment. I’d been missing this moment for so long that now experiencing it felt so unreal.

He planted soft kisses on my tummy and up until my lips then finally he captured my lips and kissed me so sensually, I instinctively moaned. Moments like this, spent with him were always more hypnotic to me.

With the skill he so possessed, he rid me of my bra while he kissed me down my collarbone, knowing damn well that I liked it.

He let the bra fall off and gazed at my nakedness like it was the most beautiful and fascinating thing he had ever seen. His predatory eyes felt like they could dig through and pull my soul out, I covered my breast with my hand and looked away, I felt exposed, to him, surprisingly. I looked away.

“Don’t hide from me,” his voice was laced with so much breath and so much passion, it felt like he was in so much pain, the pain of holding back.

It almost felt like he was pleading.

Instinctively, I slowly moved my hand off and allowed him to gawk at me like I was some prey he was about to pounce on, oddly though, I liked it that way.

“God!” I moaned and gasped, my eyes shut as a wave of pleasure surged through me when he lapped on my nipple and sucked.

My toes curled in pleasure and anticipation and my breathing became so heavy, almost like I was struggling to breathe but I knew I didn’t want him to stop.

His hand reached for my left breast and he applied gentle pressure to it, just like he would back then.

Sinfully, he moved to rid me of my panties so slowly, I felt like crying out of anxiety and impatience but I knew he was enjoying this.

“Please,” my voice was so worn out and a whisper-like, I begged, unable to take it anymore.

Soft giggles caught my ear and that is when my eyes flashed open and I tensed.

OH MY GOD! I gasped.....

It wasn’t him.

“What’s wrong?” Justin paused as he noticed my sudden change in demeanor, I was still shocked by what had just happened.

“Nothing,” I lied and tried to hide it with my grin but he didn’t seem to believe my small lie.

Of course, it was a lie, I just thought of him when Justin was trying to make love to me, how could I?

“I’m going to get ready for work,” is the last thing he said, the bored look on his face not going unnoticed.

Justin didn’t even spare a glance in my direction as he got off me and strode out of the room and into the ensuite bathroom.

I slumped my head back on the pillow and stared up into space for a while. I knew Justin was upset, heck, I was upset. How could that even happen?

I tried to catch some sleep again but to no avail, every time I closed my eyes I’d get flashes of what had just happened and just how euphoric I felt at the moment and I hated it.

I think I hated mostly that a huge part of my heart felt more content and happy about it.

I felt sick to my head and there was only one way to resolve this, write.

With my blonde hair tied up into a messy bun and my spectacles on, I grabbed a hot cup of coffee and my MacBook and went to the only place where I could have an open mind and of course privacy.

It was still early morning and the sun was slowly starting to peel off and pour its amazing grace into the room, the weather was also so perfect for a chapter.

With everything else in place, I was set to update my book, ‘Perfect Imperfections’

*****

The siren buzzed so loudly, it was time for the lessons and the campus was chaotic and heavily crowded with every student in a hurry to get to class before the teacher arrived, after all, nobody wanted detention.

The soft knock at the door seized the attention of the bald old man standing by the whiteboard in front of the class and that of every student.

“Principle Brannigan, please come in,” he greeted and the principal came in, behind him and followed him, Ace Monttinaro.

He was tall and quite lean for somebody of his looks and he had jet-black shoulder-length hair and mad grey eyes, they felt scary to stare into like you could get lost in them if you weren’t careful.

He watched from a distance as the principal and the teacher talked and students mumbled amongst themselves, they were gossiping about him, judging him but he didn’t care.

The scar on his face that he hid with his mask was enough to make them shut up, it was what always scared people anyway, but then again he had to remember why he was here right now.

“Mr. Monttinaro, please grab a seat and join us.”

For the rest of the day everybody watched him from a distance and kept away, everything about Ace sent a warning bell that just kept everybody away, for instance, why he was wearing a face mask, why he kept his hair long, why he wore black ripped jeans.

Every ounce of him probed you to ask a question that you yet at the same time felt too scared to hear the answer to, that is how scary Ace was.

This time around, he was vigilant enough to find his next class well in time without getting lost because he wouldn’t ask for help from somebody on directions. He had learned the hard way not to trust in his life.

" Alright, good morning everyone,”

the jolly big-bellied man who taught biology boomed at the front of the class and the students mumbled their replies, laziness already catching up to them.

“Let’s open chapter 8 of our syllabus and address that question we left unanswered in our last lesson shall we?” he said as he grabbed his textbook and the students followed suit. Ace just sat there, as invisible as possible in the back of the room like he didn’t belong in this place.

And he really didn’t belong here.

The engagement went on between the teacher and the students, one student, in particular, had a controversy about the answer the teacher gave.

As much as Ace was uninterested in this lesson and argument, he could not help but feel the need to clear the confusion in the room.

“Anaphase is strictly concerned with pulling the homologous chromatids of meiosis to the far ends of the cell while metaphase is just about their alignment, there is no way the two can be similar.” He said all of a sudden and everybody turned their attention to him.

The teacher seemed impressed but Ace wasn’t concerned with that, the only thing he had his focus on was the ocean blue eyes that stared straight back at him with a glint of fascination and yet so much terror, it made his skin crawl and he didn’t know why, rather, he grabbed his bag and left the class midway.

He gasped as he stepped outside and finally caught a breath.

What the hell? He asked himself.

********

“Angelique!”

I was startled as Britney’s voice resonated in my ears, I figured no matter how much time I spend with this girl I could never get used to how loud she was.

She was one of the few high school friends I still had around, we had been friends since then and were still rocking even now. She was the only person who really knew everything about me, literally everything.

I playfully growled and rolled my eyes, my hands covering my ears and I glared at her.

“Britney! I told you to stop sneaking up on me like that and being so loud,”

I tried to scold her but the stupid grin on her face told me she wasn’t getting any of that.

“I thought we’d already settled this 8 years ago, Angie, I’m a loudmouth,”

She stated as a matter of factly as if it was the coolest thing she could ever say.

She unwrapped her chocolate bar and stuffed it into her mouth, surely enjoying the look of defeat I harbored on my face for her.

Completely unbelievable.

“Anyway, how’s our culture coming up?” I asked as I put on my white lab coat and a pair of blue plastic gloves. I put goggles around my neck and walked over to the large tanks of blue and gold solutions bubbling in the tankers.

“I think pretty well for the tryouts, the ratemeter has shown a significant fall off, it might not be as harmful after all,” she said as she hopped over to the tanks before me, I knew how excited she was to do this project and I wasn’t surprised at all.

We had been working on the projects for over a year now and it was by far the biggest project by far that we’ve ever done on Z-A-Tec and Industries.

Z-A-Tec is the largest manufacturing company in the country, it produces different products but mostly, but its greatest area of specialty is in producing both medicinal and non-medicinal drugs and pills. Basically, we’re the largest producers of the drugs supplied and used by the country and even the continent, with myself, Angelique Samuel as the head of the producing team, having attained my doctorate certificate in Chemistry.

Alongside me was also a team of very determined staff that backed me up on the production and we were the best. If we were to be successful in this current product, producing the drug that could cure a virus then it could change history as well as the future, see that is the thing, we believe that a virus is incurable but my team and I discovered a way to manipulate the virus into dying, if it was even alive, to begin with.

If this was to work out as I hoped it would, this drug would manipulate the virus into attacking itself, binding into itself until eventually, it becomes so inactive, it’s like it never even existed.

I smiled as the thoughts of the better tomorrow that this drug could bring flashed in my mind, with it though, came some memories which I’d prefer to keep very far away from the front screen of my mind but no matter how much I tried, I just never could. These memories give me the reason why this project is so important to me.

It is important and-

“Ëarth to Angie,” she shrieked with a hard blow on my shoulder.

I sniffled and held back the tears forming a cloud in my eyes and faked glared at her,

“Ouch!” I said intentionally at her to feign being hurt. She didn’t buy that anyway, as I expected.

“Enough daydreaming, let’s go grab some coffee while I let you in on the details of that guy.”

“God! No Britney, “I tried to protest, I wasn’t in the mood for this

“Yes Angie, you need to hear this,” she said so while pulling my hand with her.

Soon I quit the protest because I knew I wouldn’t even win against her even if I put up a fight anyway so to hell with it.

**********

Though my body was there in the restaurant with Bri, my mind wasn’t.

It wasn’t at rest nor at bay and it was disturbing. Usually, all I had to do was just pour out my emotions in writing to clear my mind of any alien thought but one thought among the rest refused to budge.

“Ace,” I ended up blurting out subconsciously.

Britney froze, her shocked gaze fixed on me, the terror contouring her features not going unnoticed.

“Oh oh,” she shook her head.

A person really would say ‘“oh oh,’ literally.

Mentally exhausted and having lost all my appetite, I grabbed the serviette and wiped my mouth clean. I wasn’t intending to talk about this right now.

I grabbed my purse and dropped a few dollar notes on the table and turned to leave, Britney followed suit, clearly annoyed with me.

“You’re not going to pretend you didn’t just say that right now,” she said, jogging to keep pace with me though I was in heels and she on her sneakers.

“Yes, I am Britney.”

“No you’re not,” she grabbed me by my arm, making me halt my steps and she stepped in front of me, towering over me with her tall and broad figure.

I don’t know why I’ve always had this thing of being friends with people so taller than me, everybody has always been. EVERYONE!

And it annoyed me, only except when it was him.

“Bri, I said that subconsciously, okay, it didn’t mean anything, please,” I said, exhaustion could be heard in my voice and the look of despair in my hollow eyes. I wasn’t doing this right now.

I managed to free my hand from her grip and holstered my Mercedes keys from my purse and held it up to unlock the car from a few feet away, its lights flashed so beautifully, it brought a smile to my face.

Though I was a Chemistry and Biology based person, I did have the heart for beautiful antics and art and those lights were darm pretty.

I sighed when I safely made it into the safe heathen of my car without any further bickering from my best friend. I know it disturbed her that I said that, heck, it bothered me too but she also understood what it meant to me and probably the reason why I avoided the conversation with her too.

I’d tell her when I’m ready but right now I wasn’t.

I wasn’t ready to tell her.

And definitely not ready for another ‘i told you so’, I’ve heard enough of that to last me a lifetime, thank you.

With that much thought in mind, I took the last sigh and started the car, leaned back on the car seat and absorbed in the sweet sound of its purring to life, finally, I stepped on the accelerator and my car roared into the wilderness.