~I woud suggest reading part 1 and 2 before reading.ENJOY!~
I knew I had to get to the bus in ten minutes. I knew I had to make the bus to get home but I need to see Bailey! I could make the bus, right?
I didn't care, I went to her. Running to her classroom, I couldn't miss her. She was there with her head on the desk. I closed the door slowly; hoping not to make noise. I walked to her. The soft whisper of her breath was calm. She was sleeping. I placed my hand on her lovely golden strands of hair. Softly running my hands through her hair, I leaned down and kissed the soft strands. Smelling the lavender and lilac aroma of her, it was simply heavenly.
Her head was slightly turned and laying on her forearm. I gently pushed the stray hairs lying over her face behind her ears.
She was an absolutely divine sight. Nothing compared to the long eyelashes that hid those eyes that could make you more envious then they were beautifully green.
Her eyebrows had a slight arc to them. The honey colored hairs were perfectly arranged on her skin.
That cute little nose that tied everything together.
Her alluring plumb lips that had a slight reddish hue to them. I wanted to lean down and slide my tongue over them. Just a small touch, just a taste.
The soft curves of her cheekbones were so sensual, like a model. They set high below her eyes. There was a small almond colored beauty mark lying in the corner of her left cheek, connecting her beauty.
I looked down her body. She wasn't painfully skinny or over weight. She had places where there was scrumptious curves and yet places where there was just skin. A perfect combination of a woman.
I had to, I couldn't help it, I couldn't stop it. I had to lean down and kiss her lips. They were calling my name asking me to kiss them. Just a small touch, just a taste.
She was so soft. Her lips were like a sensual oil I was drowning in. I couldn't pull away from them. Then they slightly opened with a sigh. Her eyes fluttered open.
"Oh, Bailey I'm so sorry I didn't mean to!" I was freaking out; my emotions were haywire. What did I do? "I'm sorry" I was almost in tears. I always ruin everything!
"Callie its ok, don't worry sweetheart, it was an innocent mistake." She said "innocent" but I knew from her eyes that she knew she used the wrong choice of words. It wasn't innocent but it was dangerous, a dangerous temptation.
I looked at her lips. She was watching me but I couldn't help it. My first kiss and it was from the woman that captured my dreams. Bailey was sitting up now just looking at me not making a noise. She had so much poise and I just stood there scared shitless beside her.
She reached for my hand. The contact of her skin on mine was electric, so exotic to me. Sending shock after shock throughout my entire body. Starting at my fingertips spreading throughout my being. Her other hand moved to cradle the side of my face. I know she could feel my ugly scar under my hair. I tried to pull away but she held my hand tighter. A tear escaped my left eye. She pulled me close. I sat in her lap she rocked me as I softly cried in her neck. I don't know why I was crying but I was.
Then I remembered I had to catch the bus! I jumped up and ran out of the room. I couldn't think right now, if I did then I would be back in her arms of warmth. God what have I done!
I managed to get on the bus just in time but my mind was still consumed with her. The scent of her shampoo that lingered around me. Those green eyes that seemed to slice my heart in two begging her to piece them back together. Her hand in mine, those delicate fingernails. Mmmm how that slight touch satisfied me.
I couldn't get her out of my mind. I couldn't help it. I wanted her, I needed her! My passion for her was only growing as the days went by, no not days, minutes. That is how strong my desire for her was.
I didn't even realize that I was at my stop until the driver started yelling "Callie your stop!!" I jumped as the horrible shrilled voice reached me. I hurried off of the bus. My mind couldn't focus. Then all of a sudden I started running. My pace quickened, I didn't stop until I was home and I ran up the stairs to my room. I fell face down on my bed, gasping for air. My voice started to crack as the streams of tears started to run. My body was heaving for release, aching for love, to be held. I cried myself to sleep as my body curled up in a protective ball.
I woke up in a haze, my face firm with dried tears. My room filled with darkness. I hate the dark: that's when my walls flicker with memories. I quickly jumped off my bed and ran to the light switch, calming my fears with the newly brightened room. I looked at my alarm clock on the dresser by my bed. It read "6:01 a.m" I went to my window, which was only a couple feet from my bed, opening it the gentle breeze makes me smile. I love mornings like this. The heat settling on the earth from the night before, the wind whisking through my hair, breathing in the cold air, smelling the dew on the grass. These mornings are meant for early runs, I think to myself as I turn to my dresser and pull out my black sweatpants and my sports bra. I slip my clothes off from the day before and quickly put my running clothes on. I grabbed my light sweater and put it on knowing it's still a bit to chilly to wear just my running clothes.
As I get outside I felt all the pent up emotions leave me, I can finally breath. I feel exhilarated just from the cool morning air. The stars are still out but you can see the sun slightly making its way to the horizon, perfect. I start myself off with a slow jog making my way with no destination.
The cool breeze loving my body making me run faster wanting to feel more of it. Then all of a sudden I hit something with full force making me black out.
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