I couldn't believe it. The only time I dared to walk into her room to reveal my feelings and make love to her, she was sleeping, moaning loudly, and touching herself in all the inappropriate places.
She woke up right after I came in, so I lied that she was calling my name during sleep. She didn't deny it, though she probably didn't remember what she was dreaming about. I offered to stay to help her finish what she’d started, but she yelled at me and kicked me out.
The next day I pretended it was a joke, and Sky was so embarrassed that she didn't touch herself for a whole two weeks after that, which was torture for me.
I heard the car engine and carefully looked out the window.
Sky walks out of the car, and this shitty Caleb escorts her to the main entrance.
She has spent the whole day with this guy. Who does he think he is? The immortal?
They exchange a couple more words, smiling at each other so widely as if they really had a great day.
I feel how my hands tighten into fists.
And the next second, he comes closer, taking her—my Sky—by the hand, and leans in for a kiss.
I'm gonna kill this guy and bury his body in our backyard.
He is saved only by the fact that it was a kiss on the cheek.
But of course, tomorrow I'm gonna talk to him.
When he finally lets her go, I step out of the window and go to the front door, not even trying to hide that I saw her.
She walks in and startles a little, surprised to see me standing in the hallway. Usually, I drive her to school and back home every day because, even though my father offered to buy her a car, she doesn't like to drive.
"Hi, Zac," she says at ease, trying to pass by me, but I block her way with my body.
"Where were you?" I roar, coming closer and looking down at her.
Sky's deep blue eyes become darker as she looks up at me.
I heard what Caleb told her about her mesmerizing eyes. I should've punched him right then and there.
"I'm not gonna answer your stupid questions." She shrugs off me, trying to get around from the other side, but I press her to the door, placing my hands on both sides of her body.
"Yes, you will," I command, standing against her tiny figure.
"I had a date, a very good one, with all those sweet moments and butterflies in my stomach," she says sarcastically with a fake smile, although I'm still afraid it might be true. "Why? Are you jealous?"
I can feel the blood pulsing in my temples out of anger.
I want to press her harder against the wall, lift up her school skirt and stick my dick into her pussy right here, right now, to make her learn a lesson that from now and forever, she's mine and only mine.
Yes, I am jealous. I am fucking furious. I'm like a bomb that could explode at any second.
"You should stop seeing him," I order, leaning closer, my face inches from hers.
I give her my most threatening look, which would make any guy I know from school piss their pants; but Sky only chuckles with a smirk, pulling aside her long dark brown curls and looking at me as if nothing happened.
She's obviously enjoying my reaction.
"I'm serious," I repeat with a still voice, and when I press my body to her, with my hard cock against her stomach, she gasps slightly, her big blue eyes round with fear of what I might do to her.
Yes, my little angel, I can do to you everything I want.
I hear a car park next to our house, and I realize that our parents are home.