The Descendants by K.K. Allen

Author:K.K. Allen [Allen, K.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-11-15T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

“Kat!” His voice is growing closer. The sand is rough and soggy, and my shoes and pants are caked with it. The rain pelts me as if trying to drown what’s left of me—my wreckage.

Everything is so fuzzy. I’m not sure what falls faster: the rain or my tears. It’s happening again. He’s leaving again, before we even had a chance. Why did he have to come back?

“Kat, what are you doing?” He falls to his knees in front of me, grabbing my shoulders, my head, then my face. “Look at me!” he commands with a desperation that forces me to obey.

His eyes glow in the moonlight. He’s frightened, or confused. I’m not sure anymore. A minute ago I thought our feelings and wants were one. Now, I continue to stare back at him, unable to speak, unable to untangle the confusion and pain.

His fingers lightly brush my cheeks, the wrinkle between his brows deepening. “You have to tell me what I can do to stop hurting you.” His words travel straight to my heart. “There’s so much I want to say to you, but I don’t know if you’re ready to trust me.”

How does he not know what I need from him? Why can’t he understand that what I want isn’t up to me? “Why do you need me to trust you when you’re just going to leave again?” The rain is loud, but not loud enough to drown out my words.

He sinks lower into the sand, bringing his face closer to mine. “I’m not going anywhere.” His eyes move quickly between mine as he speaks. “Is that what you need me to say?” He touches his forehead to mine and almost whispers his next words. “I’m never leaving you again, Kat.”

Our energy practically crackles through the air. For a moment, I allow his words to sink in, and then I remember the reason we’re out here. I pull away, staring back into his eyes. “What about the boxes in your house? Aren’t you moving?”

He sighs, as if finally understanding. “Oh, Kat. No. This has never been my home. I mean, technically it was, but I was so young … I’m packing up their things. I’ll keep some stuff, but I can’t be surrounded by it if I want to make a home for myself.”

“So you’re staying?”

Johnny doesn’t answer right away. Instead, he pulls my face to his, and he’s kissing me with every ounce of passion I feel. He’s filling my mouth with his answer, stroking my tongue with his need. He needs me. His hands move from my cheeks to my hair, and then down to my waist, gripping me with both hands. In one swift move, I’m in his arms and being carried up the beach, onto his back patio, and into his parent’s home… into his home.

I land in a sitting position onto a cold and hard surface, but we’re still kissing, and I dare not ruin this moment by checking out my surroundings. It doesn’t matter where we are as long as his lips are on mine.

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