Tea and No
Xane had been quiet for the rest of the night- he didn't disturb me in my room and he didn't act like he had any indication of speaking to me after what had happened in the hallway. The thought alone of the hallway...
I was a bit sore- I had never felt sore before. Never had anyone touched me before. I hated the fact that it made me needy. Craving more.
To be honest I couldn't even study. I paced around my room for a while not wanting to leave but finally around two AM I threw in the towel. I had a class around noon the next day- or rather today. I couldn't sleep though; I tossed and turned for a half hour before getting back up.
Tea. I needed tea.
Xane stayed up late, he was a regular night owl after highschool but I had hoped he had changed his mind and headed to a party. That or didn't come out of his room. I even debated changing out of my shorts and speggeti strap- but it was Xane. Unless he wanted to get back at me for seeing Josh; or I suddenly decided to stay out and not make his breakfast and do something he asked he wouldn't touch me.
That much I was sure of- because he didn't even look at me half naked coming out of the shower.
Why did that make me feel so.... dissapointed?
Shaking the thought off I went into the kitchen. I scrolled through facebook for the millionth time- nothing new. I didn't feel like texting Josh; and he was probably in bed anyways as I waited for the water to boil. I sighed, my head laying on the counter as I waited for what felt like forever.
"Headache?" Xane's voice came from the doorway.
I jolted up looking at him startled. He hardly ever spoke to me directly without asking me to do something, I coudln't help but look at him unsure. "Just trouble sleeping." I mumbled. He was shirtless again- and only in boxers this time.
"Maybe you're becoming a night owl like me." He said with a laugh pulling out a mug for himself as well next to mine. He didn't ask or tell me to do it...
What the hell?
"I doubt it. You know me, always up at four or five in the morning even if I get to bed super late." I said with a nervous laugh.
"That's true, we probably would have never ever met otherwise."
"I don't know about that, you cursed loud enough to wake the birds sometimes."
"Hey at least no one ever had any dogs." He shot back.
I laughed, our convresation coming so.... naturally. Why? I paused looking at him. "You're actually being nice and talking to me, why?"
His brow furrowed. "Don't I usually talk to you?"
I gave him a weak smile. "Usually you're just..." I trailed off not wanting to tell him or make him sound like a jerk. Which he was but angering him? Did I want to do that again?
My body clenched at the thought.
"I'm just what?" He asked his voice dropping into a softer tone.
"Pushy, ordering me around... you don't normally just talk to me or grab your own mug." I admitted in a small voice.
His eyebrows lifted, and he stood back looking at me as if he where stunned that had been my perception all along. The water was boiling so I grabbed it from the stove turning my back on him then going over to our mugs and pouring the water before returning it to the burner. Xane didn't move he just stood staring at me.
As I went to grab my mug and say goodnight I suddenly felt his hands on my hips; his face in my hair making me gasp. It took all i could not to drop my mug- but I did have to set it back on the counter. "Xane s-stop." I gasped unsure of what to do.
"Don't worry I'm not going to do anything. I just wanted to-" he ran thumbs up and down the sides of my body massaging me. "Appoligize. I haven't been very nice to you and I'd like to make it up to you." He said sweetly.
My legs shook as I felt his lips near my ear, his breath tickling my neck. "P-please." I whispered unsure of what I was asking anymore; I think to stop. Or continue. My brain was so foggy and my voice wouldn't come out the way I wanted it to.
"I want to treat you better Trish, I don't want you to leave. I've grown very fond of you these last few years and I'd hate to lose you." His voice held emotion that seemed sincire.
It only served to piss me off. Lose me? Fond of me? Like a fucking pet?
Stomping on his foot and elbowing him in the gut I brought him to his knees grunting and holding himself. "Ughhhhh." he moaned as I looked down at him- my face was livid.
"Fond of me!?" I raged. "Fond of me!? I've been your little gofer since the day we met, I've done nothing but cater to your sorry ass and for what!? So the moment a guy FINALLY show's intrest in me you can come and sweep me off my feet? After the DOZENS of women you've flaunted in front of my face? You know what? Fuck you Xane." I screamed. "Fuck you for not noticing me until know, and fuck you for even trying. You had years to figure it the fuck out and I'm moving on. Understand? I'm done!"
Grabbing my mug as he still clutched his stomach groaning I stomped out of the kitchen, slamming my bedroom door.