part 12

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     TW // blood, violence

      "Oh my god.. Oh my god." I pondered my thoughts after what had just happened.

      It has been about 3 hours since Jack kissed me. I felt like I was going to pass out.

      Earlier..

      "That's why I care." Jack smiled.

I smiled back.

"But, it doesn't make sense. I thought you hated me." I asked.

"I never hated you. I just.." He stopped mid sentence, "I didn't know any other way to talk to you. I know what you saw me as, so if I was all nice to you then you probably would've thought I was weird and suspicious or something."

"I would not!" I argued, even though I probably would've.

He took a loose strand of my hair and pushed it behind my ear. He looked into my eyes.

His beautiful eyes.

"Do you feel the same way?" He whispered into my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

"Yes. I do." I said softly.

He cupped his hands on my checks and pull me in close to him. Our faces, inches away.

"Good." He stated, before he smashed his lips on mine once more.

I played with his hair, combing it back in my fingers.

He lifted both of my legs up, and carried my back onto a tree, still, our lips together.

I could seriously sit here with this boy for hours. He was going to drive me crazy, I already could tell.

"Remember when I told you that you looked beautiful under the moonlight?" He guided his finger down my arm, giving me goosebumps.

"Yes." I smiled.

"I wanted to tell you then, how I felt. I just couldn't. But now that you know, I want you to know that I want you to be mine. All mine." He chuckled.

"Sure Merridew. I'm all yours." I rubbed his cheek.

He let me down gently, and rubbed off any wood chunks on my back.

He slowly twirled his fingers in my hair, as I looked at him. Now I know why I felt so nervous whenever he spoke to me. It was feelings that I had for him, bottled up inside.

"We should probably head back. Before anyone comes looking for us." I whispered softly, not wishing to leave this moment.

He took his thumb across the bruise on my neck, softly.

"Take care of this. I wont let him near you, I promise." He vowed.

I pecked him on the cheek, as I felt a smile abrupt on his face.

"I will. Thanks." I said before waving my goodbyes.

"Hopefully I'll see you again soon." He waved.

"Hopefully." I crossed my fingers, and went back to camp.

Present..

      I was too busy in my thoughts that I didn't realize Simon coming up behind me.

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