17 - Couldn't have asked for...

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His hands come behind my head and push me deeper into the kiss. I suck on his bottom lip as we mold into each other.

This feels so... good.

My heart pounds in my ears as a feeling of excitement rushes through me, bigger than my first kill, more daring than anything I've ever experiencing. This could be addicting.

I pull back and try to calm myself as Isaac looks back at me, with red bruised lip and a small grin.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." He breathes out.

What was that?

Adrenaline races in my blood as I simply stare at him. He nods, keeping a grin on and starting the car getting back on the road.

"Can we do that again?" I whisper out as he rounds the corner to my house. I glance at him as a small blush spreads on his cheeks.

"You don't waste any time, do you?" He chuckles out, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Why would I do that?" I ask, tilting my head at him. The car parks in front of my yard, as Isaac slows to a stop beside the sidewalk.

He laughs, leaning back in near my face. My eyes look to his lips and eyes.

"This means you're mine now." His hand comes up behind my head again as he falls upon my lips, and my hands come up, running through his hair.

Our bodies fight to be closer together as my arm rest presses against my ribs.

Something builds up in my chest as I try to relax into his warmth against me. Goosebumps travel up and down my arms as he pulls back.

Is this what girls gossip about as a crush? Is this why they want to kiss guys so much? Does it feel this good with everyone?

I might like Isaac.

He smiles at me as I bite my humming lips.

"I'll stop wasting time." He says, as I nod at him.

I can't even talk.

He chuckles.

"Go home and pack. I'll see you tomorrow." He grabs onto my hand, giving me my box dye

"Yeah, I'll pack. Be careful." I say, shyly slipping my hand from his and opening the door, skipping down the path to my house. He waves to me as the car roars to life and speeds down the road.

I watch him drive off and melt against my door. My knees give out from beneath me and I slide to the ground.

My fingers lightly graze my lips as the feeling of his against mine remain. The loud pounding running through me resonates.

I didn't know a kiss could be like that. I would've already kissed somebody's son. Sons.

I grab onto the doorknob and help myself up, holding my box dye in one hand and twisting open the door in the other.

Walking into the house, parents sit on the couch. The smile stuck on my face beams as I head upstairs past them.

"Aliza, wait."

I freeze.

Did she just say my name?

I turn back to face my parents. They shift in their seat on the couch, as my father takes a deep breath and exhales.

"We heard you were in the hospital." He says, keeping a tight hold on my mothers hand as she does him.

I forgot the hospital does that.

"Yeah, it's not a big deal. Don't worry." I turn on my heel and continue up to my room.

That was weird.

"Aliza wait!" My mother calls. I stop again and look to them.

"We just want to know what happened. Did you have an episode?" She asks. I grip the handle besides our stairs.

Are they being serious or did CPS get involved after the hospital visit? Is a social worker around the corner?

I nod slowly.

"Honey, you didn't even call us." My eyes widen as my happiness from before wanes.

"Why would I call you guys?" My eyebrow raises in confusion. My mother's eyes fill with water.

What the fuck is going on?

"We're your parents. Of course you have to call us for any type of emergency situation like this. You were in the hospital!" She says almost standing up from her seat.

"You've never cared before." I state. I watch as my mother's face falls and my father looks down.

Did they forget or something? I thought we had a silence agreement going on here.

"Aliza, here us out. We just want a chance to-" I blink at my dad as he cuts himself off.

A chance to what?

"Actually raise me? I think it's too late for that. Can I head up now?" I ask, as my father sighs, nodding.

"Thanks." I send them a smile and turn on my heel walking up to my room. My lips mold into a frown as I close my door.

They better never try whatever the fuck that was down there every again.

My hands clench into fists as they tremble.

Now they think they can play me? Mess with me some more?

I really thought we had a great thing going when they would shiver in fear whenever I came around. What happened to that?

Did they grow up? Why'd they have to pick now to grow up?

I toss my box dye on the bed and groan out, tossing myself onto it as well. I going to dye my hair and start packing like Isaac said to.

A kiss from Isaac would be great right now.

A bubble of excitement goes through me and I turn onto my back, looking up at the ceiling. My fingers come up to trace the shape of my lips and where his touched mine.

My parents ruined the moment, but I don't think I'll ever live it down. My first kiss, with a serial killer, hit-man, guy.

I shudder.

I couldn't have asked for more.
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