by Leah Adams
As I was walking out of the school building I saw Keith. He was standing right by a tree that was by the parking lot. All of his friends on the soccer team surrounded him.
They all must have been waiting for their coach. A game must be coming up and they all needed to stay after school to practice.
My eyes glanced at Keith. He was laughing and looked at ease. I didn’t know why, but I was mad at seeing him smile. I didn’t want to see him happy at this moment. I wanted him to be upset at what he had said to me.
His green eyes suddenly looked over at me and I saw a small frown go across his lips. He said something to his friends and started to walk over to me.
I couldn’t move and I wasn’t too sure why.
“Hey Bonnie,” He said his voice slightly off.
“Hey.” I responded not wanting to really talk to him.
“About earlier I am very sorry.” He said looking right into my eyes. “I overreacted and I knew I should have waited until you asked your parents instead of doing it I. But I guess I was scared that you didn’t really want to go out with me.”
I wasn’t so sure that I did. I had been telling myself that I didn’t. But why was I telling myself that. I wondered.
It wasn’t like I had a boyfriend and I did like Keith. It may not have been how I liked Leon or Jay…. But I did like him.
Besides I could never be with Leon and I didn’t want to be with Jay. Both of them could never truly be with a human. If I dated them we could never kiss, without them taking part of my soul, and then they would have to cheat on me to stay alive.
Then again was that really cheating if they had to do it to live? I didn’t know and I wasn’t sure if I was ready to know.
“Bonnie,” I heard Keith say, pulling me from my thoughts. I smiled and listened to him, not wanting to think about Leon or Jay anymore. “If you don’t want to go out with me, it’s fine.”
Even though he said the words I heard the lie in his tone.
“No.” I said about to agree to go out with him. “I want to go out with you.”
A huge grin went across his face at my words.
I wasn’t going to keep thinking about what was happening around me. I was just going to have some fun. I wasn’t going to let pixies or whatever controls my life.
“How about tomorrow?” He asked sounding like he felt he was dreaming.
“That sounds great.” I said. “I better get home or I won’t be able to go out this weekend.”
“Yeah, I’ll call you later and we’ll make the plans.” He said.
“Okay.” I said.
“Keith, you can flirt later.” I turned and saw that his coach was yelling. “Now get your butt over to that field.”
“Okay, coach.” Keith laughed, shaking his head. “I’ll call you later.”
I shook my head and watched him ran off toward his coach.
By the time I got to my car I was grinning. I was happy, yet something in the back of my head kept nagging at me.
Did I really want to go out with him or was I only going out with him to avoid them?
I wasn’t too sure, but something wouldn’t let the question leave my mind.
My eyes looked over to where I had seen Keith and the other soccer team players. I saw that they had left. I guessed the coach had meant what he said.
I pulled out my car keys and began to get into my car.
“Bonnie, please tell me that’s not your type.” Jay voice ringed through my ears.
“That’s none of your business.” I told him still trying to get inside my car.
“Hey, we need to talk or have you forgotten that.”
I opened my car door then turned to him.
“What did you want to talk about?”
His eyes stared into me and I saw a slow smirk come across his face. Jay looked like he was going to laugh soon and I didn’t know what was so funny.
“Come on. We need to go somewhere and then…”
“What?” I questioned then folded my arms. “I’m not going anywhere with you, Jay.”
“Don’t be like that, pet.” He frowned and I almost yelled at him again for calling me pet.
But I just took in a deep breath and started to get into my car, again. He grabbed me and pulled me from being able to get into my car. He pushed my body against the car and leaned in close to me.
I could see his eyes that where so close to mine, start to turn golden. I could even feel his breath against me. It smelt intoxicating. I just couldn’t get enough of his smell. I kept trying to remind myself just who was holding me against my car, but I was slowly losing myself in his aura.
“Jay, let me go.” I breathed out, knowing that soon I wouldn’t care if he was holding me or not.
This was Jay. I kept repeating in my head. This was Jay. I didn’t like him, didn’t want to like him. But the way he was looking at me, made me start to forget all the reasons why I didn’t want to like him.
He started to lean in close to me and he whispered something I could not hear. I wanted to ask him what he said, but the way he was looking at me made me shiver and unable to speak.
Suddenly he pulled away from me and turned to look away from me.
I bit my bottom lip and stared hardly at him. I was mad at myself for allowing him to do that to me and I was mad at him for doing it. I needed to say something to him, so he wouldn’t think I had let him affect me. The way it seemed he hadn’t been affected by me.
“Why didn’t you tell me that Jennifer said something to Angelica?” I asked folding my arms, trying to look, sound, and act mad.
I was mad at the fact that he didn’t tell me about that, but the fact that he was acting like he hadn’t just pulled away from me, made me feel even worst.
I hated myself for it.
My best friend had been in danger and here I was upset over Jay.
“That’s not important.” Jay said. His tone sounded like he didn’t even care about Angelica safety.
He quickly grabbed my hand and pulled me to the other side of my car.
“What do you mean that’s not important?” I almost yelled, feeling like I was about to lose my mind.
I hated when he acted like he didn’t care about anything.
“She will be fine.” Jay told me opening up my car door. “Jennifer just wanted to send us a message. But don’t worry we don’t kill the massager.” He gave me a false smile.
I hoped he wasn’t trying to make a joke.
“Jay, this is getting out of hand. She knows who I am and what if she tries to hurt my family? I can’t take all of this, ok.” I said not looking at him. “I can’t handle losing people I love. So maybe you should stay away from me and she’ll see that we aren’t together and leave me and everyone else in my life alone.”
I felt like crying. It felt like I was breaking up with him and I didn’t know why. I and he never really had a good conversation before, yet in some weird way he had grown on me.
It was like somewhere deep in me I had enjoyed those bad conversations and I didn’t want them to end.
Jay wasn’t so bad once he stopped acting like a jerk.
“Why don’t you come with me somewhere and I’ll make you feel better okay?” He whispered. “I promise.”
I stared into his eyes, knowing no should be my answer, but I shook my head yes.
He drove me to the upscale mall that was located in the nicer part of town, the part in which he lived, and I felt weird letting him take me here.
Our ride over here had been quite. Neither of us had said anything. It had felt like nothing needed to be said at that moment.
Jay helped me out of the car and then dragged me through the mall. I could only watch as people eyes fall on me. They looked almost stunned.
I didn’t really know why people were looking at me then back at Jay. It must have amazed them that someone who looked like him was really walking with me. Jay walking in the mall with even the most beautiful woman in the world would look off.
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He looked to perfect and I disliked him for it.
Jay pulled me right into the most expensive looking clothing store I had ever seen. The whole store was white with white marble floors.
Clothes were hanging up all around me and I felt like I walked right into a teen magazine. My mind could not believe that I was really at a place like this. This was the kind of stuff other girls would dream about, but me I felt so weird being here with Jay.
“Hello Mr. Sinclair.” A woman came up to us. She was tall with shoulder length bonze hair and fake bonze skin. By the way she was looking at me I could tell that if I hadn’t been with Jay she wouldn’t have even let me in the store.
“This is the girl I was telling you about.” He said then lightly pushed me forward. I glared at him and saw him put on an evil smile. “I’ll be back.”
He lightly gave me a kissed on the top of my head and from the way he looked at me something told me that he only did that because he knew it would make me mad.
“Don’t you dare leave me here?” I said when he pulled away. “I mean it.”
“What girl doesn’t want to get pampered and made over?” Asked the bronzed haired woman, with a fake smile on her lips.
I didn’t like the way the words had come out of her mouth. It made me feel angry, but my main angry was towards Jay for even bringing me here.
“Just have some fun.” Jay laughed then brought his lips by my ear. “Then we have to talk.”
He pulled away from me. I was about to tell him to either talk now or I would just go home. But the way he looked at me told me he wanted to do this for me.
I rolled my eyes not wanting to fight this anymore and shook my head.
“We shouldn’t be too long.” The bronzed haired woman began then eyed me. “Hopefully.”
Don’t say anything. I told myself. Don’t say anything.
“It won’t.” Jay let out. “She’s already perfect, so she doesn’t need this done. This is only so I can give her a present, shower her with gifts.”
I wanted to laugh, but I was too happy that what he said made the woman shut up.
“I will call you when she’s done.”
Jay shook his head and left.
I sighed. I didn’t believe this. He took me here to get a makeover. Did he think I was ugly or something?
“Follow me.” The woman said and I folded my arms.
She took me to a huge room where I could see other women sitting down in comfortable chairs getting manicures and pedicures. Some of the women were even getting messages.
“Helen, come here.” She said giving me a frozen smile.
I gave her one right back. I didn’t even know what her problem was, but she was starting to get on my nerves. She may have been getting more on my nerves because I was so upset a Jay, but right now I didn’t care why, I just knew she was.
“Yes, Ms. Matthews.” Helen said.
I turned my hand to look at Helen. I saw that she was a woman with cut dark blonde hair and hazel eyes.
“Take Bonnie to get ready, she is Mr. Sinclair…..friend.” Ms. Matthews grinned, but the words came out of her mouth like there was a bad taste in her mouth. I didn’t like how she said the word friend. It felt like she was trying to call me a whore.
In fact I didn’t like how she was eyeing me, like she just knew me and Jay where having sex.
“I don’t know who you think you are….” I began ready to tell her to go fall in a ditch, but I felt a hand go on my shoulder.
“You’re Bonnie.” Helen let out with a huge grin on her face. “Jay was telling us all about you. You are so lucky to have a great boyfriend like him.”
She was trying to be nice. So I decided not to correct her and say Jay wasn’t my boyfriend.
Helen pulled me down the long walk way and right into a room where there were huge looking closets.
“You just put these on and I’ll be right back.”
After I had changed my cloths Helen took me on the ride of my life. I felt like Julie Roberts in pretty woman.
When everything was over I could not believe my eyes. I looked really nice, maybe even beautiful.
I never really paid much attention to my looks, but looking at myself right not I felt beautiful.
What Ms. Matthews had done to my hair made up for her rude comments. My hair had never looked better than this. I knew if my mom had looked at me she would have been proud to call me her daughter.
The outfit that Helen had picked out for me fit my figure nicely. It hugged it in all the right places and made me look stunning.
The makeup that I had on was glossy, yet natural. It made me feel good that the women that did it made it so that no one could really tell I was wearing it. It looked very natural.
The heels they had me wearing were a bit much and I knew that once I left this place I would put my flats back on.
“Bonnie.” I heard Jay voice let out.
I turned not knowing when he had walked in, but when I turned around I saw Jay standing right by the dressing room door.
His eyes slowly turned gold, like a golden ray of sun light. He eyed me with a type of lust I had never seen before.
Jay’s beautiful golden eyes looked at me like a man who had been starving for months and finally found a four course meal.
I opened my mouth to say, jokingly, I guess you like the look, but he cut me off.
“Don’t move.” He whispered. “I can’t be responsible for what I do to you, if you move.”
Something in me told me not to move, even if I wanted to dare him to do something. He slowly almost like a predictor walking towards its prey came to me. I tried to keep still when he came to me and wrapped his hands around my waist.
He pulled me to him. I could feel his heart beating against my chest. It felt almost faster than my own and his beat was stronger than my own.
Jay kept looking at me, his eyes to soft….too longing.
“You’re perfect.” He whispered.
“I glamour up and all of a sudden I’m perfect.” I let out feeling like I could talk now.
“You’ve always been perfect, but I’ve always been so caught up by your beautiful words that I sometimes forget.” He said leaning in closer to me. “Please forgive me.”
“Forgiven,” I said as his lips hovered over mine.
I could not believe this was happening. He was so close to kissing me and yet I wasn’t pulling away nor did I want to. I felt something good in my heart and my mind was screaming words that even I didn’t understand.
The words in my head were mine, but I was so caught up in the fact that his lips was only inches from mine that I wasn’t paying any attention to the words I was thinking. Words that should have meant something words like stop…..no.
But my body screamed yes…..please….
I wanted him to kiss me so badly that I could already feel those beautiful lips on me. I could already taste that luring scent of his.
Just as his lips were about to touched mine, he paused and suddenly backed away.
I stared wide eyed at him. I didn’t understand what was happening.
His eyes stared at me like he had lost his mind. Jay looked as if he could not believe he had almost kissed me.
For whatever reason I felt sad because of it.
I shouldn’t feel bad. I told myself. I don’t like him, but yet it hurt.
Standing here knowing I was so willing to kiss him and yet he really wasn’t. He would kiss other girls so easily and yet when it came to me….he didn’t even want to.
He had only been caught up in a moment and maybe I was to, but that moment had meant something and it meant nothing to him.
Why was I so mad by that? I wondered with my hand on my neck and my eyes looking in the mirror at my reflection. I should be happy that he didn’t want to kiss me.
If he kissed me he would steal my energy or life….or whatever, yet here I was upset that he didn’t even want to kiss me. I should be happy that he pulled aw
ay, yet all I could think was why not me.
Why all those other girls yet not me?
This was the second time today that he had pulled away from me.
“We can leave now.” He said not even looking at me anymore.
“Whatever.” I said firmly, not wanting him to think I was upset.
He didn’t even take my hand when he walked out of the dressing room. I knew that meant something was wrong. He always liked to grabbed my hand and drag me around. I never liked it, but was now troubled by it.
I sighed to myself and pulled at my hair. I was being stupid and needed to get over it. I wouldn’t let Jay have such power over me, it was stupid.
My legs soon followed after him, but I felt like it was more of my mind willing my legs to move then from me really wanting to follow after him.
I listened to all of the others in the store as I passed them by saying how beautiful I looked and I only smiled at them. I didn’t really feel so beautiful anymore and felt stupid yet again for letting Jay make me feel this way.
By the time we got to the car I was angrily glaring at him. He seemed like he didn’t even noticed this. He opened the car door for me and let me get in and he closed the door.
Once he got in the car, I folded my arms glaring out the car window.
“What did you want to talk about Jay?” I asked bitterly once he pulled off.
“When we get there we’ll talk.” He said his tone unfazed.
His tone made me even madder.
“Tell me now, because I want to go home.” I roused my voice slightly.
I was acting like I child. I thought. A spoiled little brat, who was angrier at not getting her way, but I just couldn’t stop myself.
“I really want you to see this place and you’ll really like it.” He told me his eyes never leaving the road and his tone still sounded like he wasn’t bothered by my new attitude.
“Jay, where are we going?” I asked, trying to keep my voice even.
“You’ll see, just close those beautiful eyes of yours.” He laughed.
I just sighed, closing my eyes. I kind of wished he would stop flirting with me. I was still kind of mad at him for acting like he was going to kiss me.
