25 Chapter 25: Take Off (1/2)
'These past few months have nothing but hectic,'
I look out the window at the passing streetlights.
'When will I see them again? What will I say to them? Will they be upset?'
I sigh.
”Hey, you okay Kaz?”
I keep staring out the window,
”Yeah, just thinking.”
”Oh, about what?”
I look Carlos in the face,
”About how i'm going to tell these kids that the only person who cared for them is dead and how she used them as pawns.”
”...oh shit. Sorry I asked.”
He awkwardly turns back around.
”Nosotras estamos aqui.”
(We are here.)
Miguel pulls into the driveway. My impatience doesn't let me sit still. I hop out of the car before it comes to a complete stop and hurry up the stairs.
I pull off my high heels and run to the elevator and slap the second floor button. As soon as the doors open I hurry off to my room and lay down on my bed.
”Ahhhhh!”
I scream into my pillow.
'What's wrong with me?'
The door creaks open,
”Aye Kaz, you good babe?”
It's Ricky.
He walks towards me and sits on the bed.
”You wanna talk about it?”
”Mmhmm.”
He pats my back and I sit up.
”Ricky, undress me.”
His face blushes,
”What? You wanna do it now? Shiittt, ok!”
”Not what I meant. I just can't reach the zipper on the back.”
”Oh...I knew that.”
He moves closer and slowly unzips my dress. I sit up and pull it off of me.
”I'm taking a shower.”
I toss the dress on the bed and head near the bathroom but he grabs my arm.
”You remember what I told you Kaz?”
A chill runs through my body,
”No. Tell me again.”
He yanks me and fall into his arms. His grip on my waist is tight. I can feel his breath on my neck and smell his expensive cologne.
”I said that i'd be the one to make you a woman.”
I shudder,
”R-Ricky, you shouldn't say things like that. I-it's inappr-”
He crashes his lips onto mine.
My body feels tingly as his tongue explores my mouth. I pull away to catch my breath.
He looks at me with such an intense stare,
”You better go take that shower because if you stay any longer, i'm gonna make you work up a sweat.”
My legs feel heavy,
”What are you doing to me Ricky?”
He grins,
”Nothing yet, but if you want me to I can do a lot more than kiss you.”
He pulls me into the bathroom and locks the door.
He sits me down on the sink and stands in between my legs. He takes his hand and caresses my breast,
”Mhm Kazmaria. I love the way you taste.”
He moves his hand lower and puts it on my inner thigh.
”R-Ricky, we shouldn't.”
He licks my neck and I moan a little.