CHAPTER 7: HE'S SCARED FOR YOU
I felt something against my chin as I started to wake up. I moaned and whatever it was stopped moving. I tried to swat it away, but it only grabbed my hand and chuckled…
Wait a minute. Lana said to me. I am very sure that something isn’t right about this. I agreed. Open your eyes and let us see why don’t you? Slowly, I opened my eyes and fount it to be dark, but in that darkness I found a pair of bright (almost golden) caramel eyes looking down at me. Ah, that makes since, now doesn’t it Sammie?
“Hey Beautiful.” Andy murmured and I smiled as I closed my eyes. “How do you feel?”
“Okay.” I answered. He laced his fingers through mine and held my hand to his chest. Slowly I looked up at him again and watched his eyes. “Wondering how you convinced my brother to let you in here.” He grinned.
“I snuck in.” I rolled my eyes and he smile fell. He looked away from my eyes and sighed. “We had a little… disagreement earlier…” he whispered and I tightened my hand on his as I tensed. His other hand came over and cupped my cheek as he looked back at me. “Sammie, he’s afraid I’m going to hurt you.” I scowled. “Not physically… but emotionally.”
“How?” I laughed a little, but it was more of a force sarcastic laugh than a humorous one. “I mean we aren’t dating, so I think I’m hurting you more than you’d ever hurt me.” He sighed again and then flopped back on the bed we were on. I bit my lip and rolled over on my side. They had obviously moved me to Sebastian’s room or maybe the guest room. I hadn’t exactly looked around yet, so I wasn’t all too sure.
I looked at Andy and then I got on top of him, my upper body against his chest and my legs on the bed beside him. I looked at him urging him to continue, so that I could understand.
“Because I love you…” he turned his face toward mine, so he was looking at me. “…and though you don’t feel the same, you love me and some part of you loves that I want you, even if you won’t let yourself love me that way… and in the end, he knows I will find someone who will want me like I want them… and it will hurt you.”
I just stared at Andy, shocked at everything he had just confessed to me. He loved me and he knew something in me wanted him, but I was holding back because I didn’t love him like that. He loved me, but one day he knew he would love someone else who could really love him.
I breathed shakily and turned away as tears filled my eyes. I sat up and held my side as he sat up too. He touched my shoulder and I took his hand in mine. The thing was, I knew that what he was saying was true. He was going to eventually move on and I didn’t want him to. I didn’t ever want him to leave me because I was so scared I would lose the only friend I have ever had other than my boss…
“You will never lose my friendship Sammie.” He breathed and I looked at him suddenly. Had I said that out loud? I didn’t even realize it, but I had. “Sammie, you will never lose me.” I sniffed as a tear ran down my cheek. “Oh Sammie.” He pulled me into his arms and I buried my face in his chest. “Shh.” He murmured. “Is that why… you kiss me back?” he asked me and I shook my head. I actually liked kissing him. He was the only guy I had ever kissed and I loved the way it felt to be close to him that way, I just couldn’t let myself get close to him, in fear of losing him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and he held me tighter.
“Hey.” He whispered. “It’s okay. Why are you crying?”
“For so long…” I breathed and slowly pulled away to look at him. “All I’ve had was Sebastian… and then you came along… and you actually liked me.” I looked down. “I… I kiss you because I actually like it… I like kissing you.” I laughed and then sobbed. “I’m scared… I’m scared that if I let myself get too close… let myself love you like that…”
“You’ll get hurt.” He sighed and touched my cheek. I looked at him as another tear ran down my face. He gently wiped it away. “Listen to me Sammie…” he chewed his lip for a second and then looked up at the door as it opened.
“If he catches you in here Little Brother, you might get hurt.” Terry said quietly. I looked back at him as I wiped my tears away and he sighed. Slowly, he walked in and came over to the bed. He sat down and pulled me close. “Everything is going to be okay Sammie.” He rubbed my back and I lay my head against his shoulder. Despite his annoying and loud attitude, Terry was one of the sweetest people who could ever live and he treated me like a little sister.
Andy stood and leaned over to kiss the back of my head. He sighed and stood up straight then walked out of the room. I stayed against Terry and closed my eyes. I was still tired and with him rubbing my back, I was starting to fall back asleep. He lay me back against the bed and someone else sat down on the bed. I opened my eyes to see Deric sitting there looking at Terry, and I thought it was laced with disgust, but I couldn’t really tell as I closed my eyes again started drifting off to sleep.
Deric stood at the stove as I sat on the counter next to the sink. He stirred the pancake mix and then went back to the eggs that were cooking on the stove already. I watched as he multitasked between eggs to bacon and back to the pancakes. I smiled a little as he glanced up at me, then looked back down at the food.
“What?” he asked with a small smile of his own.
“Nothing.” I answered and hopped off the counter. I went over to the fridge and got some orange juice. I went back over to the cupboard and opened it. I reached up and got a cup, lucky this time that the sharp pain didn’t come back, and was able to get the cup this time. I set the glass on the counter and poured some juice in it. I jumped when Deric’s arm came into view as he reached up and grabbed a glass for himself.
“Sorry.” He chuckled and I looked over my shoulder at him and he looked at me a moment before he backed up. I turned around and looked at him as I leaned into the counter and sipped my orange juice. He raised a brow at me. “Now what?”
“Nothing.” I smirked and he narrowed his eyes. I simply laughed and moved away from the counter to the stove, where I flipped the pancake that was in the pan. He watched me with that smirk and I rolled my eyes. “What are you looking at?” I questioned and he chuckled.
“Oh, nothing.” He said and I jumped when he was right behind me.
“Why do you keep doing that?” I muttered as he chuckled at me. How was he so quiet? There was no way he should be that quiet. Everyone made noise when they walked, so why did the hot guy have to be the exception. For all I know, he could come up behind me and stab me in the back and I would never even know. I would probably die without knowing that he even stabbed me or something like that.
Right, like tall, dark and extremely gorgeous would hurt you. Lana said. He’d probably love you before he killed you, that’s just the type he strikes me as. I laughed humorlessly at that. Right, like he would ever love me. He already said that I was too young anyway. Is someone upset about that? Laughed Lana. Sad you can’t have the hot guy standing right behind you still, almost close enough to touch. You could turn around and kiss him right now and he would never see it coming. That was so very tempting. What would happen if I just turned around and just kissed him? Would he push me away (probably) or kiss me back?
There was only one way to find out.
I turned around and looked at him. I was startled at how close he actually was, and he smirked as I stepped back, placing my hand against what I thought was the counter and cried in pain as it burned me. I jumped forward and ran into Deric, who caught me before I fell to the ground. He reached forward and turned off the stove, still holding me around the waist, and moved the pan with the almost burnt pancake on it away from the hot eye, then lead me over to the sink and turned on the cold water. He placed my hand under the water and I hissed in pain.
“Sorry.” He murmured with a sigh. I looked at him as he looked at my burnt hand and shuddered at the seriousness in his dark blue eyes. He looked at me and I breathed shakily as his eyes met mine. “I uh… didn’t mean to do that.” He sounded a little strange as he looked at my hand again.
More like forced his eyes away. Lana snorted. Girl you need to learn to look for signs of someone liking you, but trying to hide it. I scowled as if at her and she laughed again. Just because he says you are too young, doesn’t mean that he doesn’t or can’t like you. I mean, you are hot, look like you are eighteen, and could totally win his heart if you tried. If I weren’t just a voice in your head and I were in charge, I would so make my move. I sighed and looked down at the ground. I mean seriously, his hold, which is still on you right now, is way too… how should I say it… intimate for a simple “help with a burn” incident.
I noticed then that she was right…
About his arm still being around my waist part. I wasn’t so sure about the other part, and I shouldn’t be worrying about it anyway. I didn’t need to be thinking about him like this. He was my guardian, not some boy I could fall in love with. Besides, he was too old.
“How does that feel?” he asked.
“Better.” I mumbled and he turned off the water. He finally let go of me and went over to the paper towels. He got a few, then came back over and started drying my hand. I looked at him and flinched when he dabbed at the burned skin. He looked at me with sad eyes and then went back to drying my hand.
When he was done with that, he bent down and opened the cupboard under the sink and pulled out the first aid kit. He opened it up and pulled out some Neosporin and some gauze wrap. He opened the Neosporin and put some on his finger and spread it around on my palm. I bit my lip and tried not to pull my hand from his abnormally cold one. When he was done with the Neosporin, he wrapped the gauze around my wound and taped it up.
“There.” He said as he turned my hand over to make sure that everything was good and then let go when he realized it was. He started cleaning up the supplies and put the kit back under the sink. When he was done, he looked at me. “Sorry.” I smirked a little. “Oh no.” he groaned. “What am I going to have to do to make it up to you?”
I raised a brow at him…
And then I thought of something.
Tanya had said that I needed to go see Gracie. What for I didn’t know, and I was tired of being stuck at the house, thought it was still dark and I wasn’t sure if Gracie had opened the store yet, or if she even had since I was attacked last week. Maybe she would let me run it until I leave...
“You mind taking me to Gracie’s?” I asked and he raised a brow at me. We watched each other for a moment before he shrugged.
“We will get something to eat on the way there.” I smiled and he did too. “Go get your jacket. We’ll leave as soon as I clean all of this stuff up.” I nodded and headed toward the living room to get my jacket. I put it on and went over to the couch, where for the first time, I noticed Terry laying down. I raised my brow at his sleeping form, wondering why he was here, and then I grinned. If he was here, then I was going to have some fun.
I went over and ran my finger lightly over his nose. He scrunched it and I grinned wider. I ran my finger over his nose again and he swatted at it, but didn’t wake up. I did it one more time and he grabbed my hand and pulled me against his chest. I didn’t even have time to deal with the pain before caramel eyes were glaring into mine. I looked at him wide eyed and shuddered at the anger there was in his, then it disappeared as if he realized it was me and he smirked.
“Did I scare you Sammie?” he asked and I glared at him now. He chuckled and I rolled my eyes. “What’s up Princess?”
“Deric is about to take me to get something to eat and then to Gracie’s.” he considered this a moment and nodded. He looked up at something behind me and smirked. It looked back and found Deric with his brow raised at us. I smirked too and he laughed a little.
“Mind if I tag along?” Terry asked. “I have nothing better to do. Your brother is somewhere, my brother is probably getting ready for school so I got no one to hang out with today.”
“Awe.” I looked at him with a pouty face. “Poor Little Terry got no friends to hang out with today.” He rolled his eyes and pushed me up. I laughed as he sat up too and glared at me. “I don’t mind. Ask my bodyguard.” I said and stood. “If all goes well, I will be working until I leave, so you will probably be bored out of your mind anyway.” He shrugged and grinned at Deric.
“Up to you Sam.” Deric said, though he sounded like he would have preferred not being around Terry at all. There was certainly a tension between them that I didn’t understand, but I didn’t pay any attention to it. I shrugged and got up. Guess we were all going to Gracie’s.