Chapter 17

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I'm so going to kill Colten when I get home...or now. I notice Colten's truck parked in the front row of the parking lot. Of course!

I take in a deep breath trying to calm down my inner turmoil before I do something I may or may not regret. Most likely the latter.

"Did I ask you to come pick me up?" I question him, buckling up my seat belt.

"You got in the car didn't you?" I guess he has a point there. Damn, I hate when he has points.

"Whatever, Colten." I try my best to not ask him about this morning, but being the persistent girl I am, that resolve didn't last long. "What happened this morning?"

"With Adam?" Colten turns his head slightly to glance at me before going back to focusing on the road.

"Adam? What about Adam?"

"I ran into Adam this morning. We talked."

"Are we talking about the same Adam here? Adam Donaldson we're talking about?" I have a hard time believing that he's talking about Adam Donaldson, Adam my ex-boyfriend.

"Yes, you're ex-boyfriend Adam. Do you even know any other Adams?" He asks incredulously.

"That's beside the point, Colten. That's not even what I was talking about. I was talking about what happened with Trevor."

"Oh," Dipshit. "Nothing happened."

"That's a lie," I scoff. Is he that stupid? Like he didn't know what he was doing when he did it. That's a load of bullshit to me,
anyone with eyes could see it.

"I'm not lying! I didn't do anything to your beloved boyfriend," Colten spits, venom clear in his voice. He's jealous, I can even see that, but I don't-no I refuse to get tied back into that mess.

"Yes you did! All I know, is you called me babe in front of the school and Trevor heard. He even has this crazy hunch that I was cheating on him with you," I laugh. The humor is real people.

"What?! That's crazy," Colten gasps, chuckling to himself. His eyes keep flickering back and forth between me and the road.

"I know right!"

"Yeah," Colten mumbles.

How funny would that be? Me cheating on Trevor with Colten. That has to be the funniest thing I've ever heard. In case he hasn't noticed, I'm totally over Colten. I've been for a while now.

Okay, keep telling yourself that, babydoll. My subconscious mocks me.

Not even two minutes later do we pull up into my drive way. Jackson's truck isn't in the drive way and I furrow my eyebrows in confusion.

"Where's Jackson?" I ask, getting out of the truck.

"Went to drop Brittni off at home, and go grocery shopping," Colten informs me. Since when does Jackson go grocery shopping?

I only nod my head, walking into the house. My backpack drops on to the floor the same time I kick my shoes off.

"Huh," I say puzzled. To me it looks like we have enough food, if the refrigerator says anything.

"Looking for something?" His voice was oddly close, and it has seemed the temperature increased.

"I don't see why Jackson went grocery shopping," I reply. Most likely Jackson just wanted to screw around with Brittni, which I don't know why he's being so discreet about it still. I already know he fucks her on a daily basis, how much more does he have to hide?

"Me either, looks like you guys are stocked up on food." Finally, Colten agrees with something I say. Colten steps away from me, taking a seat at the breakfast bar.

I step away from the Fridge, leaning against the counter while Colten stares at me.

"Right? I feel like something chocolatey," I randomly state. What? I'm on my period and have these extreme cravings.

"Ooo, do you have Brownie mix?"

"I don't know," I mumble, I look through the cabinet, finding the box of Brownie mix. "We do!"

"Let's make those," Colten suggests. I nod. Colten and I split up, me getting the bowls and glass pan, while Colten gets the ingredients we need. "Mix the egg and powder together."

I do as he says, cracking the egg into the powder.

"What's that?" Colten asks from behind me, pointing to something inside the bowl.

"What are you pointing at?" I squint my eyes, thinking that will help, it doesn't.

"That," he still points to something beyond me. Just because he points to it again doesn't mean I'll see it. "There's an egg shell. See that?"

I look a little more closely and fair enough, there's a tiny little egg shell floating in the gooey stuff.

"So?" I mean come on, it's a little, tiny shell. No one will even notice the difference.

"So? What do you mean 'so?' Get it out of there," Colten instructs me, guiding me as if I'm a little kid.

I dip my index finger and thumb into the mixer and fish out the shell. "Better?"

"Much." God he's such a girl. Well, if he's a girl then I had sex with her. Ew. Didn't need that image.

The rest of the baking experience goes by fine, until Colten has to be a douche bag and whip Brownie at me. His eyes immediately widen, realizing exactly what he just did.

"I didn't mean to," he's quick to defend himself. Though, I don't care because I grab a nice ball of the batter, and chuck it at him. I double over laughing when the batter hits him square in the eye.

"Ow! My eye!" This only makes me laugh harder. Tears stream down my face. "You're so going to get it."

I freeze, staring at him with wide eyes. Then I quickly turn to run away from him. Trapping myself behind the island so he won't get me.

"Ha-ha!" I spit across the counter.

"Oh yeah?" Before I can even blink, Colten is right in front of me, trapping me between his arms against the counter.

I have no choice, but to look up into his hazel eyes. I'm immediately captivated by him, by the things we once were.

I keep my eyes locked with his, feeling the familiar sparks between us. Colten's eyes flicker from my own, down to my lips, keeping them trained there. Instinctively, I let my tongue graze along my bottom lip, wetting it down.

"Nikki..." Colten groans. This immediately makes heat run through me, wetting my core. He starts to lean in.

Am I really going to let him do this? Am I really going to let us do this? Remember when I said I've been over him for a while? Yeah, I kind of lied. I've never exactly got over him. What can I say? He was just such an important aspect of my life. It was hard to let go.

Now I wish I had.

If I had let go, than I wouldn't he so tempted to feel his lips on mine. I wouldn't feel so tempted to let my tongue run over his whole body. I wouldn't feel the need to feel him inside of me. Everything would be much simpler and easier if I would've just manned up and let go. Let go of what we had once upon a time. The question is, how would I?

I didn't know how, trust me, I wanted to. I just didn't know how and that was the problem I was facing, then and now.

I hadn't noticed Colten's face moving any closer to mine, that's until his lips slightly brush against my own. Diminishing the thoughts I had crowding my mind only moments ago.

"I'm home!" Jackson's voice booms through the interior of the house, causing Colten and I to jump apart.

This really does seem like Sophomore year again.

"Whoa! What happened in here?" Jackson asks as he takes in the mess we call the kitchen.

"Just baking some brownies," I blush. We really did make a mess both metamorphically and physically.

"Are they any good?" Oh Jackson.

Another chapter in, I will hopefully be posting another one tomorrow. I want to entire in the Watty's so I need to finish this story.

I hope you guys are being grateful for this update! Kidding!

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