Chapter 23

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As Michael turned to face us, the bundle of nerves between my thighs began to tingle. But that feeling went away as his expression changed, he looked over at Tyler standing to my right.

Before I knew it Michael was up and headed towards us, "Are we going to stand in the door way or go get some food?" Tyler asked before he reached down and grabbed my hand pulling me towards the front of the restaurant. Once we were out of the way Tyler let go of my hand before humming as he looked at the menu.

I knew who's hand it was the moment it hit my shoulder, his hand's were so warm, the skin on them was soft but hard and strong. The grip on my shoulder wasn't soft and erotic like it had been the night at the park, it was now bordering on painful.

"What the fuck dude, get your hands off her." Tyler's voice boomed from behind me now. Michael didn't even give him a second glance before looking me in the eye as he stated, " So this is why you haven't texted me back?" He's green eyes went to grey as his lips formed into a hard line. " I... I ..." Am a stammering idiot is what I am. Spit it out Isabella, tell him he is being rude.

"Yes and No." I breathed out, I turned towards Tyler and told him to give me a second. "Michael can I talk to you for a minute alone please?" We stepped out side, and I noticed that his fist were clenched, " I didn't know what to say to the video. And before I could answer Tyler showed up at my house. What was I supposed to do?" Letting out a sigh as I finished talking.

" Are you embarrassed about what happened between us the other night?" He asked as he leaned back against the wall. "Yes." Answering him honestly, he stood up straight from the wall and pulled his shoulders back, before saying, "Wow. Fuck it I don't need this shit." My heart was racing now as he stepped around me and towards the door.

"What do you mean you don't need this shit?" I asked in complete confusion, I wasn't embarrassed because it was him, just that I let it happen at all. He didn't stop walking.

Why is this so upsetting to him? Better question why is it so upsetting to you? There's the voice I know would come about sooner or later.

My inner voice has a point, why is this so upsetting to me? Maybe it's because I thought we were becoming friends, a friend that you let kiss and bite your neck. The voice in my head was suddenly gone as the image of Michael's lips on my skin replayed. The way they always seemed to be a dark pinkish red color and when he smiled his bottom lip was still full and plump and the top thinned out a bit. How soft and wonderful they felt on my neck...

My heart was racing and there was wetness pooling between my legs, causing me to press my thighs together. "Izzy, you okay?" Turning quickly towards the door, I found Tyler with an unreadable expression on his face. " Yeah, I'm fine." Answering him and I walk towards him, his expression changes as his eyes drop down to my lips, "Why are you blushing?" Taking my lip between my teeth before telling him, " Not blushing, just hot.''

He folded his arms over his chest just before the door open and hit him in the back, "I'm sorry, I didn't see you there." The woman said as she was followed out by two young girls. "Its fine, I'm sorry for being in the way." He stepped closer to me moving further away from the door, as he said, " So what did he want?" Suddenly I felt as if Tyler not saying Michaels name was an insult. "Michael. It was about wanting to know if I wanted to switch partners." It was a complete lie.

I would tell Tyler the truth eventually. Okay MAYBE I would tell Tyler the truth. Other then him making fun of me for allowing Michael to do that to me, what would he care? I've seen him hook up with different girls all the time. Come to think about it I don't think he has had a really girlfriend since I have known him. "Tyler why haven't you dated since we have been friends?"

My question seemed to have sparked something in him and his eyes became dark and his expression became something I'd never seen. It wasn't anger on his face it was more like rage, "Why are you asking me this?" Thinking for a second before answering, " I don't know just something I was thinking about." There was now a smile on his face but I could see that it was forced. "Just because I haven't had a girlfriend since we have become friends doesn't mean anything Izzy. I mean come on, you've seen some of the girls I've hooked up with."

I was the one who was angry now as I blurted out, "They look a lot like my best friend." 

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