Silent Cries |✔|

Disclosing

Brendan's eyes slowly opened when he heard the alarm on his phone go off for school. He tried sitting up, but there was something wrapped around his torso. Arabella lay soundly asleep on him. He admired her vulnerable state as scenes from last night flashed through his mind. He had taken her hair down at one point. He studied it through the dim lighting. Her hair stretched to the middle of her back in long waves. He traced his fingers through her hair being stopped every once in a while by small knots.

"Belle." He whispered. She didn't even flinch.

"Baby girl, wake up." He cooed softly into her ear while rubbing her back. A little moan left her throat. He sat up a bit with her on his lap. She groaned in protest.

"We have to get ready for school." He said. She smiled against his chest loving his deep morning voice.

"I don't have any clothes." She whined. He could tell they were both a little high from last night.

"We washed them last night, remember? We made a mess with the laundry soap." He smiled at the memory. They were barely functioning last night between the intense making out and binge movie watching. "You can wear one of my shirts."

"Okay." She mumbled. He shook her a little when he realized she was falling back asleep.

"I'm awake." She groaned. She sat up and tried to rub the tiredness out of her eyes.

"Do you want to shower?" He asked. She said yes so he prepared the shower for her.

"Let me know if you want me to join you." He winked before leaving her in the bathroom by herself.

She finished but noticed he had left her one of his shirts, but no pants. She walked out of the bathroom pant-less with his shirt going just past her ass.

"Where are your pants?"

Brendan couldn't help but admire how adorable she looked in his shirt. But then his eyes lingered on some of the bruises on her legs.

"You didn't give me my pants."

She walked into the kitchen where he was. He reached for her waist and pulled her to him. She draped her arms around his neck comfortably. He leaned down and kissed her gently. He was surprised at how long he was able to keep himself from fucking her. He's a player, everyone knows this about him. But something about Arabella made him want to wait for the right time.

She kissed back while tugging on his thick hair. Without warning he picked her up and set her on the cold countertop. She gasped giving him the opportunity to stick his tongue into her mouth. She wrapped her legs around his waist to bring him closer to her. He moved his hands under her shirt to roam her bare waist. Brendan's phone vibrated next to her bottom making her jump and pull away. He rubbed her sides soothingly while checking his phone.

"Shit. I forgot Hayden needs a ride to school today." He said.

Her mind wandered to the memories she had of Hayden. She had always viewed him at Brendan's best friend. He's pretty cute in a stoner kind of way, she thought.

"He likes to hotbox my car." He groaned.

"Then tell him not to." She smiled softly up at him. He pecked her lips unable to resist them.

They finished getting ready until they had to go. Arabella was wearing one of Brendan's shirts and his jean jacket. He made her wear it since it was going to be 'cold' today. They got into a small argument about her wearing her hair down. Brendan accidently broke her rubber band, so her waist long hair is going to be worn down today. He picked up Hayden and went to school. Luckily, Hayden found some time to smoke weed at his house rather than in Brendan's car. When they arrived at school, Arabella couldn't help but start shaking.