12: Never in a million years, Black

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I sipped on my drink, ignoring Austin's guilty stare yet again. I could tell he wanted to talk to me about what happened earlier, but Sasha and Tara were the best bodyguards anyone could ever ask for. Anytime he approached me, they were by my side immediately.

He was angry, to say the least.

But I didn't mind their craziness this time. I needed to take a breather from him. He took Lindsay here just to hurt me. He gave that long-ass speech, just to hurt me. He did all of that on purpose because he believed everything Tom told him. He believed everything my bully told him.

Little did Tom know, we weren't all that different. I was left behind too and the only reason I was taken in, was because of my mother's fear of public humiliation. If she didn't live in the public eye, I would surely be in a foster home or something by now. My father was nowhere to be found and my grandmother died, what other option did I have. That's right, I had no other option. I had to go live with my mother, despite hating her.

What surprised me more was Richard...

How could he leave his dying wife?

Why did he only take Gina with him?

Why did he choose to abandon his son?

I had so many questions whirling around in my mind.

I never took Richard for such a heartless man. He was never lovey-dovey with me, actually, we've never even had a full-on conversation before. But one thing I knew about him was that he wasn't mean. He was never rude or cruel. Actually, sometimes he was the one to tell my mother she was wrong in arguments with me.

To say that I was now beyond disappointed in him, was an understatement.

"Can I please talk to her?" Austin begged Sasha through gritted teeth. She stood in front of him, blocking his way to me with a furious glare. I stood there, staring at the scene as I sipped on a fun-looking pink cocktail. Caleb made me the drink, telling me it was going to rock my world.

That may have been a little overexaggerated (as is everything Caleb says) but it was definitely better than drinking beer or hard liquor.

"Leave her alone, Black. You've said enough to her already" Sasha shook her head at Austin's constant begging.

"Fucking hell...I just want to clear things up! Can you all just fucking let me speak to her for a fucking second!?" He exclaimed angrily, catching everyone's attention.

Aaron appeared by my side, frowing st the situation."You okay?" He asked me. Austin glared daggers at Aaron, which only ticked me off more. Who did he think he was?

His fists were now clenched and his knuckles were turning white from the pressure. I was suddenly afraid that a fight would break out. I had enough drama for one day...

"I'm fine guys" I spoke to everyone, not just Aaron."Enough of this, okay? I just want to relax tonight, and I want you all to relax too. I have no hard feelings toward Austin. He said what he said, I heard him loud and clear. Now can we all go back to being drunk and happy?" I groaned.

Everyone glanced at each other before nodding and visibly relaxing.

Thank God...

Seb walked in through the front door and all attention switched to him as everyone greeted him and questioned his late arrival. At this moment, Austin took his chance.

"Tina" He began.

"Austin, please" I groaned, annoyed by how the night turned out to be.

"I'm sorry, okay? It was stupid of me to believe him. I didn't know both sides of the story. I mean, I still don't...but that's not the point" He struggled to formulate his thoughts into sentences."The point is...that I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been such an asshole about the whole thing. Hell, I shouldn't have even dug through all that. It was none of my business. I'm really sorry, White. I really am" He frowned at his own words.

He was sincere.

That's all that mattered.

"I forgive you, Black" I nodded slowly, feeling a weight lift from my shoulders.

"So fast?" He stared at me, dumbfounded.

"Well, you could force Caleb to make me another one of these pretty pink concoctions....and then you'll be forgiven for sure" I let a small smile onto my lips as I handed him my empty cocktail glass. He took it, still staring at me.

"You're something else..." He whispered more to himself than me. I felt like he didn't meant to say that out loud but I smiled anyway.

"So are you, Black" I rolled my eyes playfully.

He smiled to himself as he walked off to bribe Caleb out of Sasha's arms. He was engulfed in a game of Mario cart and looked like he wasnt planning on stopping the game anytime soon. Austin grabbed Sasha's controller out of her hands, ignoring her furious swearing. With a few swift moves, Austin quickly defeated Caleb in the game.

Caleb dropped the controller onto the couch and grudgingly walked off to make me my cocktail.

"Your wish is my command" Austin smirked as he appeared next to me again.

I leaned back against the counter, admiring his appearance for the first time this evening. He looked lively, more rested. The previous dark under eyes he had were practically gone. Was he skipping school to get some much-needed rest?

"Why weren't you in school?" I asked before thinking it through.

"Why? Did you miss me?" He smirked, inching closer to me.

I smoothly slid slightly further from him."Never in a million years, Black" I stuck my tongue out at him. ''Don't make me forget about forgiving you..'' I threatened playfully.

His gaze turned slightly darker and my breath hitched in my throat."Show that tongue again and you'll regret it" He dared.

"Never!" I refused, sliding even further away from him. It felt like we had established a certain type of mind game with each other. We both enjoyed it and somehow always knew when it was the right time for it."And to answer your question...I didn't miss you at all, I was just curious. What if you died in a ditch or something?" I returned to the original conversation.

He smirked at the thought, wrapping a sneaky arm around me and pulling me in for a half-hug."So you were worried about me, huh?" He asked, looking down into my eyes.

I looked at him through my eyelashes, remembering the last time I did so. It was three days ago, at Seb's party. That was the last time we talked. That night we almost kissed...twice. I quickly shook the memories from my hazy mind and smiled at him."Never...in a million years" I whispered, fighting a smirk.

He chuckled, squeezing my side a little."I know you've been asking about me, White. So cut the act" He smirked smugly.

I rolled my eyes."Yeah, maybe, I was worried the shepherd himself got eaten by wolves...is that what you want me to say?" I mocked, remembering his strange theory.

His eyes gleamed with amusement as he looked into mine."A shepherd is never attacked by wolves. Only sheep are attacked by wolves" He explained, going along with my remark.

"Of course..." I rolled my eyes.

"But have you ever heard of an old saying..." He leaned down, his mouth almost touching my ear as he whispered."Their whole lives, sheep are scared of the wolf. But in the end, it's the shepherd who eats them..."

Shivers ran down my spine and I gulped.

So Help me God...

***

I grabbed my cup from the counter, frowning at the memory of smashing my poor glass a few minutes ago. I made a mental note to buy a new one, so my mother wouldn't notice anything. Who am I kidding? She never spends longer than 2 minutes in the kitchen...

"You're drunk again!" Tara cheered, stumbling over her feet as she approached me.

I cheered too, swaying slightly.

"You know, I neverrrrr thought you'd be partying this often with me. Like everrrr" She slurred as her dainty finger searched the bar for something to drink. I had already written down everything that was in there, before everyone came over. That way, I could just buy everything that was missing from the list.

Sober Tina is smart.

But drunk Tina is a free elf.

What?

I've no clue.

"Are you doing that weird thing you do, again?" Tara opened a bottle of Vodka with one quick motion.

"What thing?" I slurred.

"Talking to y-yourself in your head" She explained vaguely.

I nodded, deciding not to talk.

She nodded back.

I nodded again.

We laughed.

"I think that's my que to carry you to bed, Tara" Seb laughed at us, despite appearing to be weirded out. He was the only one who was completely sober tonight. Apparently, he had somewhere important to be tomorrow so he decided not to risk getting a hangover.

"Carry me like a mutha-fucking princess!" Tara cheered as he threw her over his shoulder."Hey! That's not very prince-like!"

I laughed at them as he carried her up the stairs to one of the spare rooms.

"You tired yet?" Austin yawned beside me. I shook my head even though I was."Your droopy eyes are telling me otherwise" He chuckled, holding me upright.

I waved him off, swaying slightly in his arms."They lieeeee! Eyes are liars!" I pointed out.

"Nah, not yours" He disagreed.

I frowned.

Suddenly, I remembered his furious eyes from earlier in the evening. His words came flooding back to me and I punched him in the gut. It didn't do much but I felt slightly better.

''What the hell?'' Austin held my fist in his big-ass hand, amusement in his eyes.

"You called me a whore!" My frown deepened at the vague memory of him ranting in my face. His eyes widened at my sudden change of mood.

"Oh...yeah, I'm sorry about that. I don't actually think that about you, you know that right? I was just angry, Tina" He explained.

I shook my head, holding my head high."Tina was hurt!" I pouted, looking away from him.

He wrapped his hand around my wrist and gently pulled me closer to him."And Austin is very sorry that he hurt Tina" He spoke quietly, so only I would hear him.

I finally decided to look at him again."Is Austin really really sorry that he hurt Tina?" I asked with a slurring baby voice. He laughed, still holding me upright.

"Yes, Austin is incredibly sorry" He finally replied, amused by my drunken state.

"Will Austin do anything to make Tina feel better?" I asked, still pouting.

"Hmm...you're making my thoughts run wild here, but yes. Austin will do anything to make Tina forgive him" He smirked at first but then gave me a genuine smile.

I smirked to myself before standing up on my tippy-toes to whisper into his ear.

"I want Austin to be my first kiss"

He froze.

"Austin said he would do anything..." I reminded him. His icy-grey eyes stared into my drunken ones with an unreadable expression in them.

Before I knew it, his hands were wrapped tightly around my waist. He pulled me closer and closer until my chest was pressed against his with unbearable intensity. I felt comfortable in his embrace and I couldn't tell if it was the intoxication or stupid feelings I had developed for him.

"Is Tina sure?" He asked as his intense gaze jumping from my lips to my eyes.

I nodded.

"Tina, are you sure?" He appeared to be nervous and I had to fight a giggle from escaping.

I nodded, smirking.

''Tina, say it out loud because I need to be sure-''

I rolled my eyes before planting my lips onto his, taking him by complete surprise and cutting him off. Immediately, butterflies erupted in my stomach and I suddenly felt completely sober.

His lips caressed mine so gently, I felt as if I would melt in his arms.

My hands found their way to his chest, tracing his many tattoos with my fingertips. He gripped my hips at this, pressing me even closer to him. I smiled into the kiss and he allowed his tongue to lick my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I granted him permission, feeling lightheaded from the passionate kiss.

Our tongues battled with eachother in a fit of pure lust and need. A moan escaped my mouth, surprising me. The unfamiliar sound seemed to ignite a fire in him. His hands moved to my lower back and I let mine roam his torso. He let his hands drop lower, taking it slow. He groaned painfully into the kiss and fireworks set off in my chest, making another moan escape my throat.

I had never heard myself sound that way before.

He pulled away suddenly, staring into my eyes. His eyes were dark with lust and I breathed heavily as we calmed our racing hearts.

"How's that for a first kiss?" He breathed.

I smirked, biting my lip. I could feel just how tender and swollen it was, a tingly feeling dancing on it. He glanced down to my lips and I glanced at his.

"Not bad...for a first try" I pretended to be unimpressed, despite a smirk finding its way to my lips. He groaned, pulling me back into him and planting his lips back on mine.

I could do this all day...

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