10. Chapter nine: Tasha
I gave Tony my address hoping he might drop by. I haven’t got any plans, well except for a night in with my good old friend heroin.
Sitting at home, chatting with my friends on Facebook is not really how I had planned to spend my evening but I haven’t got any better offers and mum’s around so I can’t take any drugs. It's fine if any of her boyfriends do it but I can't do it, and I'm way more sensible that all of her ex’s put together. I don’t know why I got my hopes up about Tony as he acted as if yesterday never happened. It’s Valentine’s Day as well. Just then there was a knock at my door and someone invited themselves in.
“Surprise!” called a familiar masculine voice. I turned around and there was Tony. My heart was in my throat as I watched him rush towards me. He scooped me up in his arms and smothered me with kisses. I know it sounds like the end of a sloppy movie but this is what really happened. Now I was kissing him as passionately as he was. He carefully placed me on my pink carpet but kept on kissing me. Then he pulled me towards my four poster bed and pulled me down on top of him. I lay on his chest and sighed heavily.
“What’s wrong baby?” he asked.
“What’s wrong huh?” I retorted. “You keep giving me mixed signals. One minute flirting with me and the next, you’re pushing me away. And you’ve got a girlfriend yet you’re still kissing me.” Then I sighed again. “I’m sorry” I apologised. I lay quietly on top of him hoping for forgiveness. He gave me a soft kiss on the top of my head and nuzzled his face into my hair. I giggled and lay contently on him, his strong arms safely around me, wishing I could stay here forever. It’s like the end of the fairytales that Malcolm used to read me as a child. Mum never bothered with any of that motherly stuff but Malcolm was the doting older brother, always looking out for me. But now he has Laura and I just feel like I'm intruding whenever I try to spend time with him because she’s always there. But now I have Tony to fill the void left by Malcolm. The only issue is, does Tony really like me or is he just leading me on, because he already has a girlfriend. What does he need me for? As hot as Tony is, I really don’t wanted to be ‘fucked and chucked’, excuse the expression. But as much as I try, I can’t remove Tony from my mind. There’s just something mysterious about him that attracts me to him. My heart says I have to have him, no matter what the cost- or the consequence.