Misery is my name, Emily Walton [classic romance novels txt] 📗

home?" I growled.

" When did you become my Keeper?" I snapped back, jogging down the stairs. a knock on the front door, fallowed by it banging open, alerted me to the fact that Richie, Greg, Darrek, and Chase where downstairs. I found them in the kitchen, going over the cereal we had. I rolled my eyes.

" I'll cook."


" Where’d you learn how to cook?" Darrek asked as I put the skillet in the dishwasher. I shrugged.

" I was home alone a lot in Hawaii. I learned a few things." They exchanged glances.

" When were you in Hawaii?" chase asked. Chess answered.

" The end of last year. And after that, L.A, and after that, Arizona, then Florida, and then Michigan, and now Here." they gave me funny looks, and I shrugged.

" This is the first time I’ve stayed for more than six weeks in one place for a while now." Greg spoke up.

" how long where you in Hawaii?" I flinched.

" Six months. I left right after my last birthday." everyone else nodded, but Chess's eyes flashed with realization.

" Is that where Andy lived?" he asked casually, and it got dead silent. I shrugged.

" Yeah, It was." I was looking outside, so I saw it when a powder blue corvette pulled up.

" Someone’s here." I said, glancing at him. He stood up, looked out the window, and groaned slightly.

"That's Sandra." he turned to me with pleading eyes, and then literally dragged me to the foyer with him.

" Please, PLEASE, play along, please?" he whispered as his arm snagged my waist and he pulled me close. I tripped on my flip-flops, and he steadied me as we went outside, opening the door on a blonde haired girl. She rocked back on her heels, surprised, then smirked as she saw me. in that instant, I decided, and turned to him with a smile.

" Sure, why not?" I said, and he relaxed next to me. He pulled my hair behind my back.

" Can I help you, Sandra?" he asked politely. She watched us wearily now.

" I was wondering if you wanted to go to the movies today." he shook his head.

" Sorry, Izzy and me are going to get something to eat, then were going to the hospital." she gave me a sharp look, and then turned back to him, fluttering her lashes like an idiot.

" Why her? Why not me? We can go out, and then she can meet us there." he shook his head, and her voice went flat.

" You really want to go out with that?" she said, looking me up and down. His arm went from being there to restraining in an instant, but he didn't need to. I had experience getting snubs to back off.

" Oh, gosh, Is your eyeliner smeared?" she turned to Chess, panicked.

" Is it?" she wailed, and he nodded, studying her face.

" Yes, I believe it is." she ran back to her car, and we made a dash for his.

" How did you know she'd go for the eyeliner jab? Nice going, by the way." he said, starting the car. I shrugged.

" She was constantly reaching up to touch her eye, didn't you see? She was worrying about it BEFORE I mentioned it. I just gave her a little nudge. She probably smeared it when her hand flew up when I mentioned it, so she's probably fixing It." he shook his head.

" Were not going to eat, or the hospital I need to talk to you." he pulled down a gravel road, and I clamped my teeth together fiercely. I should have known this is what he was going to do, but Sandra had made me forget about last night for a second. He parked the car at a dead end, and then turned towards me. I felt him lean towards me, but I didn't look up from the window, determined to keep my mouth shut and let him guess.

" Izzy, turn around, please." I turned around, and if he saw the fierceness in my gaze, he didn't react to it.

" We never got to finish our kiss last night." I felt my face go blank with shock. Before I could compose it, he leaned over and kissed me softly, once, twice, three times. I was breathless by the second, they were so sweet.

" Now, can I ask you a question?" he asked, barely pulling away from me to ask it before kissing me three times again, this time a little longer, a little stronger. I nodded incorrectly, not quite sure what he was going to ask. He leaned foreword and nuzzled my shoulder, wrapping one hand around my waist and pulling me towards him, the other pulling at the hair at the base of my neck softly.

" Why do you try to run away when I kiss you?" It took me a second to think strait.

" I don't." I managed. He kissed my neck lightly.

" Yes, you do." he murmured, kissing my collarbone. Soon they were just brushes of heat against my skin, trailing from one side to the other.

" So why?" he asked softly after a while. I had to think harder then I was used to.

" I only did it the first time because you’re my FOSTER brother... but I didn't the last time, or this time." he nodded kissing up my neck to my jaw line.

" True, but I can guarantee that when we get home, you'll avoid me in every possible way."

He was right; I had planned on it already. But when he mentioned it, I decided to prove him wrong. He kissed the corner of my mouth lightly.

" No, I wont." he froze, surprised. Then he kissed the other corner.

" So what, you'll stay glued to my side where ever I go?"

" If that's what you want." I heard myself say. He pulled back abruptly, surprised. I could feel the smug smile on my face, and he grinned back.

" That just might be the case." he said, then leaned over and kissed me deeply, completely taking me off guard.

Gosh, his kisses were so sweet. he was always so slow, and he made me feel different than any other boy I’ve ever been with.
chapter nine

chess

She was kissing me BACK!

It was the first time she really kissed me, and it was amazing. I felt her fingers trail my neck to the back of my head, then lock into my hair. She pressed me closer than I already was, kissing me impossibly deeper than what I was. I remembered the fierce look that she'd given me when I had asked her to turn around, and wondered what it was now. I pulled back slightly, kissing her softly again, and then again.

She wore a look of bliss. Her eyes were half closed, her lips parted in the most tempting way I'd ever seen.

" You look amazing." I murmured in her ear, and I saw her lips twitch at the corner as she opened her eyes fully and pressed her lips together.

" Really? Because last time I checked, I always looked like a mess." as usual, her bluntness surprised me. I shook my head.

" Nope, you look nice. " I released her hair to lock her hands at the base of my neck with it, and then used my other one to lift her over the armrest and set her on my lap so that she was straddling me and facing me.

" Really?" she murmured in my ear, and I could tell she'd tried to mask the note of surprised in her voice, though I still heard it. I let her hands go, trailing it down the arm of her jacket. I felt my brow furrow.

" Of course. Whoever told you different is a complete dolt." she smiled again, eyes closing. I trailed my hand back up her arm, and I felt myself frown deeper. I leaned foreword.

" Show me again." I whispered, surprising myself. She pulled back abruptly, immediately going rigid. She went to pull away, and I locked her hands behind my head again.

" Please?" I asked quietly. I wasn't sure why I had asked, but now I was going to stick to it now. She bit her lip, looking away from me.

" Why?" I was surprised at the worry in her voice.

" Just show me, Izzy." She turned back to me. Then to my shock, she started pulling the jacket off. I let her go, and in seconds it was in the passenger seat. I took her palms gently, and then turned them over, revealing the puckered red lines again. I never noticed them before, but there were also white lines under them. I traced them lightly, and when I glanced up at her to make sure I wasn't hurting her, she was biting her lip wearily, not looking at me. Then I did something on impulse. I leaned down and brushed my lips against them lightly.


Her reaction was immediate. She gasped, and since I had been watching her, I was able to see her head turn to meet my gaze. I turned my head and kissed her other wrist, surprised by the feel of them under my lips. They where soft, yet scratchy at the same time. She leaned foreword and pressed her forehead against mine. I felt the wet tears slide down her face as she started to cry.

chapter ten

Izzy

I felt his hands release my wrists and wrap around me as I started crying. It wasn't like yesterday, just silent tears sliding down my face. I felt him stroke my still wet hair, and I heard him muttering reassurances in my ear. I buried my face in his shoulder, and he held me tighter.

" It's ok, Izzy, It's ok.