| Day 1 - Part Two (cont.) My heart was beating hard. Not fast, but hard. Hard enough to shake my body. I couldn�t even pull my eyes away until a stab of pain shot up my back when another pin pricked my skin as the woman tried to figure out how tightly I could be squeezed into the fabric. I must of squeaked in pain because Angie spun around and studied me for a second before rushing over to my side, her eyes never leaving my back. Oh no, you can not give me a hard time. �Since when do you have a tattoo?!� I rolled my eyes. I appreciated, however, a change from the silent conversation Nick was trying to engage me in with his eyes even if it meant pointless nagging. �Since my birthday, but why does it matter? Don�t you have a few?� Angie looked flustered as she turned to a slightly bemused Nick for help. �Well yeah, but your parents will kill you!� And that�s why they don�t know. �I�m old enough to get one. My parents will deal. Plus I�m not going to live there much longer.� Thankfully. Angie rolled her eyes before turning back to Nick, suddenly covered in haughty attitude. �So why are you in here?� He looked perplexed by the question. �He probably was sent to get a glimpse of your dress so he could report back to Mike.� I met his eyes in the mirror, nearly breaking down when I saw the shy half-smile on his face. �Well, you can tell him he�s just going to have to wait. I�ve already finished that.� Nick�s face fell. * No! That means I have to leave!! I don�t want to leave! She�s too beautiful to leave. God I�ve missed her. �Um� okay.� Angie watched me as I made a jackass out of myself, staring at Kara even though I knew I should leave. �You act like you�ve never seen a girl in her bra before.� No, I have. Just not Kara. That makes all the difference. She�s not just some random girl. Defenseless, I finally let Angie push me out of the room after Kara met my eyes once more, a look of sadness covering her pale face. I�m going to make you love me. If I have to lock you up in my house for months, I�ll do it; by the time you leave here, you�re going to love me. �I miss you I miss being overwhelmed by you And I need rescue I think I�m fading away.� |
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