Chapter Five

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I hated Mondays with every fiber of my being. It meant the end of a beautiful weekend and the start of a long tiring week. Why couldn't weekends be longer than weekdays? Now that would be something to celebrate.

I stood in front of my wardrobe dressed in my white lace panties and matching bra as I decided on what to wear. I had two classes and a group study session later so I would be back late. Not feeling like exposing much skin I finally settled on an outfit. I put on an off shoulder long sleeved navy top and camouflage dungaree over it. I picked out a pair of socks and put on some brown heeled boots. I put on a few bracelets and two chocker necklaces.

I then went back into the bathroom and put on my make up. Some mascara, eyeliner and lipstick would suffice. Letting my hair free from the bun holding it together it fell over my face and I parted it into two at the middle and let the braids fall loose over either side of my face. Looking myself on the full length mirror of my wardrobe I decided I was good to go. I grabbed my warm fluffy jacket since it was cold outside and put it on. Getting my phone, keys, earphones and two bars of chocolate from my stash I left me room.

I closed the door behind me and walked downstairs to the cafeteria. I had already had my breakfast but I needed coffee. Thankfully it was ready and I didn't have to wait. I had to pass by the library to get my bag and I was already running behind schedule.

I didn't even have to tell Nancy anything. She handed me my coffee in my travel mug and some cookies they had baked that morning . I would snack on those later. I paid up and left the building. It would be my first time leaving the compound since Friday morning and it had to be one of the most low key weekends I have ever had. It wasn't that bad though because I had found a bottle of Vodka in my kitchen yesterday and gotten drunk while listening to music and smoking weed. It was a great Sunday.

I found Oba opening the gate for someone who was riding a sportsbike to leave. It was a beautiful black and white Yamaha motorcycle and it was sexy as fuck. I had always wanted to ride on one of those. I didn't even know someone in the building had one. Well good for them because I needed to get to class. Just as I walked past them trying not to make it too obvious that I had been staring blatantly at the motorcycle, the rider greeted me.

"Good morning Miss Daring."

I turned and saw that the rider was Gabriel. He had pulled up the helmets visor so I could now see his face. Good boy Gabriel rode a freaking motorcycle. Who would have thought? He was dressed in a black T-shirt,black jeans, black boots and a black leather jacket. He had the whole bad boy look going for him but his cute baby face betrayed him. Cute. Stop that Nia. We said we have to stop thinking that way about it. I mentally scolded myself.

"I should start collecting money for each time someone calls me that." I replied.

"It does suit you though. So want a ride to class?" He asked.

His statement took me by surprise. Where did the shy nervous Gabriel go? This man right here looked cool and confident.

"Since when did you become so confident around me?" I asked him with a raised eyebrow in question.

That seemed to do the trick because I saw Gabriel look shy for a second as his gaze suddenly dropped to the ground. He snapped out it really quickly though and looked back at my face.

"Gave myself a pep talk in the mirror this morning. I'm not usually this way around women but you have this aura that fries my brain whenever I'm around you." He explained.

Then he realized what he had just said and looked away from me again. This boy was gonna be the end of me with his cuteness. I knew I had a certain vibe to me but seeing Gabriel showed me how I affected people. I was sure he would get over it though as soon as he saw this was all just a face I wore to keep most people away.

"Have a good day Gabriel." I said turning to walk away but he stopped me yet again when he spoke.

"So you're turning down my offer for a ride?" He asked.

"Yes because I don't think you offering me a ride would be the best idea." I replied before exiting the gate with a quick wave to Oba.

Gabriel was the first guy I've ever given a second look and I didn't like that. I had to put some distance before anything grew between the both of us. Luckily as soon as I left the compound I got a ride to take me to the campus gates. I would walk from there. I saw Gabriel zoom past and I had to admit he looked mighty fine on that motorcycle.

I really had to find a way to get Gabriel off my system. The alcohol and weed didn't work so I'd have to find something else. I had to find someone else to fuck so I could stop thinking about him. Another rule of mine was that I didn't party or do alcohol on the first three days of the week because of my classes. Weed was my only exception. Maybe I could avoid him until then. But who I kidding. The guy lived right next to me. There was no way to escape him. Looks like it was going to be a long three days.

"Morning Mercy." I greeted the smiling Librarian as soon as I got to her desk.

"Why so glum this morning? You're usually more lively Monday mornings." She asked.

"It was just a long weekend and I would love to tell you all about it but if I don't leave now I'll be late for class." I answered.

"It's okay we'll catch up some other time but first, time to pay up your debt miss." She said holding out her palm.

I smiled knowingly before placing one of the chocolate bars on her open palm.

"You have to do better. It was a long weekend." She said holding out her other hand.

I groaned out loud before placing the other chocolate in her hand.

"Good girl. Here's your bag. Have a great day." She said handing me my bag.

I childishly stuck my tongue out at her" You're a sugar craving meanie Mercy but you are a life saver too so it's worth it. Have a great day too. Don't be too hard on the students today."

"Now we both know I can't do that." she replied making me smile.

With a final wave I left the library and made my way to my first class of the day. Mondays. Aaaarrrgghh. Oh how I hate you. I thought to myself.

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Just as I had in the morning I cursed Monday over and over in my head. It was five in the evening and I was just getting out of my group discussion. I was so tired I couldn't feel my legs and my fingers were numb from all the note taking. To make matters worse I hadn't had anything to eat since morning. I swear Mondays were designed just to torture me. Thankfully I only had one class the following day and it was in the afternoon so I could sleep in. Now all I had to do was get home, get something to eat, get high and sleep the day away. I was too exhausted for anything else.

The roar of a familiar motorcycle engine that had been stuck in my head all day brought me out of my thoughts. I thought that after this morning Gabriel would have gotten the hint and just passed me by but the stubborn ass stopped right next to me. He took off his helmet and before I could talk he handed it to me.

"I won't take no for an answer this time. You look like you're about to fall. I promise this is nothing more than a ride." He said.

I took the helmet from him "That's a lie. This is not just a ride and you know it. I'm just too tired to argue right now." I said putting on the helmet.

He smiled triumphantly at me and I glared back making him drop the smile. He raised his hands in surrender.

I already had my jacket on and my bag was over my shoulders. I grabbed his shoulders for support before I swung my leg over the bike and sat snug behind him.

I put my arms around his waist because I had seen the speed at which this things went and I needed the support. I felt Gabriel tense underneath my touch proving me even more right. If I affected him like this and he affected me back then this was not just a ride. What had I gotten myself into?

"Can we go now?" I asked the now very still Gabriel.

He snapped out of his reverie before he revved the engine starting the motorcycle.

"Don't let go." He instructed before he took off.

It's not like I was planning to. Due to our close proximity and the wind on my face I could smell Gabriel's scent. It was so intoxicating I got heady for a minute. This guy must be pretty loaded to dress the way he does, live in a place like where I did and have such an expensive motorcycle. Either rugby paid really well or his family was rich. I vote the my latter because I knew how sports men were treated poorly. They did what they did more for passion than the pay.

The ride was quite enjoyable if I do say so myself but it would have been better if I was more energized. Then I would get to really have some fun. Maybe I would ask Gabriel for a ride when I could appreciate it more. Hold up. What was I thinking? Spending more time with Gabriel. That's a huge no no.

No matter how good this felt it wasn't worth all the work. Don't get me wrong. I have nothing against all those people in happy relationships. It's actually quite nice finding that one person your happy spending all your time with. That life was just not for me. First of all I couldn't see myself tied down to one person. I liked meeting new people and dating a single person would ruin that. Second I don't think I could handle being answerable to a man. I would have to report everything I did to him. If he didn't like something then I couldn't do it. Nah that's just not me at all. I liked doing something whenever, however and with whoever without being answerable to anybody. Lastly relationships took too much time, energy and needed a lot work for them to blossom. I don't think I had it in me to invest all of that into building a relationship with someone.

I was okay being the way I was. I liked partying. I liked drinking and getting high. I liked hooking up with random guys. Everything I liked about me was the opposite of what the definition of a good girlfriend was. I'm not girlfriend material and that was okay with me. That's why this thing between Gabriel and I had to cease immediately. The closer I allowed him and I to get the higher the chances of me hurting him and I couldn't allow that. Gabriel was a nice guy who deserved a nice girl who would treat him right. I just had to make sure he didn't see me as that girl because I wasn't.

"We're here." He said jostling me from my thoughts.

I had been so lost inside my own head I hadn't realized that we had already arrived. I quickly unwrapped my hands from Gabriel's waist and got off the bike. I took off the helmet and handed it to him.

"Thanks for the ride. Can I ask you for one more favor?" I asked looking up at him.

He looked at me with those big beautiful brown eyes and I knew I was doing the right thing.

"Sure anything." He replied.

"Stay away from me. I know this may sound harsh put whatever is or was building between us let's nip it at the bud. You are a nice guy Gabriel and I'm all wrong for you." I expressed making the smile fall off his face.

As if reading my mind Gabriel held my hand before I could walk away.

"Did I do something wrong?" He asked in a sad tone.

"No Gabriel you did nothing wrong. Trust me this is for your own good. I've seen the look in your eyes too many times before and I can assure you it won't end well. This is going to sound so cliche but it's not you it's me. I can't do this with you. Or anyone else for that matter." I explained.

"Do what?" He asked looking confused.

"All of it." I replied pulling my hand from his grasp and walking away.

I was doing this for him. He was already getting attached and I didn't want that. All of this was for the best. Now come the hard part. Getting him out of my system. Only two days to go and I could have someone else handle that problem for me and fuck him out of my system.

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