Ends and beginnings

It happened so fast. Like lighting when it strikes. One minute we were happy.
Then I blinked. That's all it took. One little blink and it all went away.
The sweet kisses, the whispers in my ear were gone. I remembered aching, longing for him. He was right there but gone.
It all happened in the blink of an eye. One moment.
He was gone.


7. name guessing

I woke up in a bed. A soft one.

But I also had a headache. It pounded against my skull.


"Ouch." I screamed.

The guy came in. He gave me something. I took it without hesitating and swallowed it. Along with water.

I smelled myself. I stunk like a dead rat. "May I please use your shower?" I asked.

He smirked. "May I take one with you?" He said mocking me.

I stared at him disgusted. "Shut up and let me take one, idiot." Then I gasped, covering my mouth.

"Sorry." I told him. I felt guilty.

"I do not forgive you. Unless I take a shower with you."

I glared at him. "Never!" I screamed at him.

I ran to the shower. I heard him shout. "Nice clothes."

I looked down. I only had underwear on.

I blushed scarlet red.


After my shower and getting dressed I went downstairs.

The house was huge.

I almost got lost.

Then I ran into the guy.

"What is your name?" I asked him. Sick of calling him guy.

"You'll have to guess."

I groaned.


"Do I look like a Jim to you?"



We went on for a while. I grew frustrated, and screamed at him.

"Come on, already!" I screamed frustrated again.

"I sa-"

Before he could speak I put my lips on his.

It was supposed to be a peck. A small peck.

Maybe if he had been I would have forgotten.

We would be friends or never seen each other again.

But it wasn't just a small peck on the lips.

The guy held the kiss. His lips were rough and demanding. I felt alive. Free. Sparks and tingles went down to my toes.

He was addicting. Far more so than jack. This guys lips caused something in me to stir.

Something I never felt before. My hands fisted in his hair pulling him towards me.

His tongue shoved into mine, roughly. Not nice at all I did the same to him.

It felt so good. So different. This feeling was new. And not nice at all.

But I was so tired of being nice and polite when all people did was walk all over me. Ryder, jack, and my parents.

But this guy was different. He pushed me to the edge. Made me mad.

Already I couldn't live without it.

I don't know how long we kissed. I lost track of time. And days. Years. Time didn't matter anymore.

The guy let go of the kiss. I was breathless. In awe.

"My name is Liam."

He had his arms around my waist. Then leaned into my ear. "And that was a five star performance."

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