Broken Glass ★★

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★★ Broken Glass

My hand softly touched his cheek. The coldness of it startled me, causing an unexpected reaction. I almost fell off my bed. Although, his quick reflexes caught me before I did. His smile formed, contrasting with his pale skin. His eyes closed, like the sun setting. He leaned his head forward, as so did I. His lips touched gently to mine. It was like heaven. The coolness of his breathes fit perfectly with the passion of his lips. His firm grip kept me close. Sometimes I think he forgot that I had to breathe. I tried to pull away, yet it was impossible. I gently tried to pace me breathes out of my nose. Within seconds I was enjoying it again. My hand rubbed against his chest, while his explored the vast opens of my hair. My fingers began to fiddle with the buttons of his shirt. One by one I was getting closer. He seemed to be in the spirit of it. His hand had already gone down from my hair, onto my back, and undone my bra. Just then I had got his shirt off, revealing the most beautiful thing ever. His body was irresistible; I removed my lips from his, cuddling into his chest. While I was doing so He removed my shirt, leaving me in just my bra and jeans. Although my bra was likely to fall off any second now, right?

Waking with him next to me made it feel like I was still dreaming. Every thought that came to mind was about him. Wither it was Question, fact or.... Memory. A made a slight smirk and he opened his eyes. I knew he wasn’t asleep, he was never asleep. I cuddle up to his smooth marble like chest, cooling me off from the warmth inside of me. I finally looked around the room, confused. Everything was the same, yet... lower. I was seeing things from a different height. Then it came to me. Last night caused the bed to break. The legs had snapped off.
He knew that I was confused... yet exciting. This must have meant I was good. Well I thought it did, I had never done it before. Until the night before, I was a virgin.
“Jared....” I sighed, looking up at him. “What time is it?” I tried to as casually. Yet all I could think about was last night.
“Time... Time is just a reason to panic.” He smiled, placing his lips on my forehead. His voice matched the way he always spoke in riddle. Quite, yet always noticed. Soothing, yet empowering. Sweet, Yet romantic. Everything about him was irresistible. Although he had every girl he could want, he picked me. I always felt better not thinking about why did so. I normally ended up with a headache.

Time had passed unevenly since that night. I always thought about it though. I was lucky I didn’t accidently repeat my thoughts during class. The teacher would suddenly call on me to answer a question. I really don’t think the square root of 576 is ‘I loved it when I slightly blanked out’.
I looked out of my window into the sudden darkness. I knew it hadn’t already become night, since the beige alarm clock on my nightstand read 13:48. Before I even had time to look back at the window the gentle feet of Jared had entered my room. I smiled trying to hide the fear I just grew. When he saw my face he knew that I was scared. I was such a bad liar.
“What is up?” He asked suspiciously, taking his frozen hand and placing it on my shoulder. I smiled and leaned my head against it.
“Just scared me... that’s all,” I sighed calmly. I stood quickly and wrapped my arms around his chest, before placing my lips onto his neck. I heard him smell my hair, and then squeeze me tighter. I look up at his face, it was blank. He was staring at nothing before letting out a sudden gasp. Any normal person would have must likely fallen after a gasp like that. Yet he just lead me to my bed and sat me. Still standing he placed both his hands on the upper sides of my forehead. I was beginning to get confused. He hadn’t spoken for a bit.
“What is wrong?” I asked urgently, I couldn’t stand seeing him like this. Knowing what I didn’t. Yet... it was always about me. He knew my life more then I did. He called it his gift. I just called it freaky.
“It’s your mum... she wants you to move...” It was so much for me to take in. What did he mean.... move? Move house, room, class? I waited for him to carry on with his remark. Yet he just sat next to me. Letting my cuddle into the coolness of his chest.
“Move.... where?” I asked... not knowing how to approach the conversation. Yet before I could look up at him he was the other side of the room. He was pulling a map from my desk.
“Far...” Was the only word he spoke, before chocking the map at me. I slowly opened it. Unfolding each part carefully. Yet I still ripped some pieces. Finally I had it open, and then a knock caused me to drop it. I turned swiftly to my door. It creaked open and Jared was gone in a flash. I sighed then walked toward the half open door. My mother came through it and let out a smile. Just like me she was a bad liar. She was about to tell me, yet, I already knew. She was hiding fear, but why was she scared? Did she think I would get angry and hurt her... or maybe someone else? Whatever it was I was far more then intrigued to find out.