The Confusions Of Love - Chapter 19 Elizabeth

After a while, being married became something natural and a lot of fun. Months after we got married I could not even remember the time Paul was not by my side. Which alone had already said something.

My relationship with my “in-laws” (no longer weird to think of Paul’s parents like that) was very good and we get along very well. Especially his mother, who treated me like she was his daughter. We went out together for lunch and shopping. Unlike my parents, these I hardly saw. Thanks Paul.

I did not know what he did, but nothing gets out of my head that he did something. After the shameful crying incident, my relationship with my parents has changed. I still saw them at some official party and at other times they could not be avoided. But it was all very formal and strange. Not that I was complaining.

The days passed and then came the months and logos after a year had passed without my realizing it. Then came I like to think fondly: The third year death row.

The good thing; My friends were with me. The bad thing; my enemies too. It sounded like a bad joke on April 1st. But the scare I took on the first day of school was very real.

My last year at school and he would be spent in a room where almost most people did not like me.

As soon as we got to school and went straight to our room, I was scared. Jennifer and her followers sat in the last chairs laughing aloud. Greg and his friends were also chatting about football.

Is this a school right here? But they looked like they were socializing in a bar with nothing to do.

_ Well, who do we see here? _ Jennifer looked me up and down, mocking, her friends laughed.

“What was Jennifer?” I asked unintentionally to start a year with this ridiculous, unilateral war.

“I thought you would not go back to school,” she told me with that mocking smile. “You look very well, how was your vacation?

She was referring to the fact that Paul and I went to Paris on vacation for two weeks on vacation. There were paparazzi following us and taking photos. But when Paul found out they stopped following us. Except that the paparazzi had already sold these photos and we were on the front page of a tabloid, in a gossip magazine.

“This is none of your business, Stone_ Kelly got in front of me.” Why do not you take care of your own life?

“You should hold your dog, Lisa.” She stood up irritably.

_ And you should stay in yours, Jennifer_ I got in a step closer to her_ This is our last year and unfortunately for you and me we will spend it together. So you stay in yours I stay in mine.

I looked behind her and realized that her friends had gotten up too. I laughed softly, amused.

_ And you put a leash on your bitches that I put on mine, what do you think of that?

We stare at each other for a while. And for a moment I thought she was going to come up, but Greg’s voice interrupted us.

That’s enough Jennifer. This is ridiculous, are you still going to continue?

We parted and everyone around us seemed to let out the air they had unconsciously stopped breathing.

The mood in the room was tense, and no one had the guts to play with after that. But as soon as classes were over Kelly looked at me a little irritated.

Since when am I your bitch?

_ Since forever_ I hugged her playing with her hair_ I thought you knew that.

Tesse laughed softly, she had been quiet all this time because confusions and conflicts was not much to her beach. She did not like it when other people fought, but she was willing to fight to protect her friends. Although she did not want it.

“I’m so relieved that we do not have to get slapped,” she said with a sigh of relief.

“That bitch should have tried to see what was good for her,” Kelly said irritably.

“I can not believe it,” I told them, feeling frustrated. “This was supposed to be our year. The last.

“I know.” Kelly slammed her feet. “Look at this mess.

“And it’s all that crap year,” I added.

She was silent for a while, Kelly and Tessa laughed as they looked at me.

_ Look at her _ Kelly laughed even more_ Talking out loud.

“What is Paul teaching you?” Tessa asked me mockingly.

I also giggled, but this moment of contraction was interrupted thanks to Jennifer and her friends came to us.

_ Do not expect Greg to go next time …

“I do not give a damn about you,” I interrupted her, for a second she blinked in surprise. “All you’re doing is because of Greg, right?

She blinked in surprise and then she shrugged.

_ Greg likes you …

“But I do not like him,” I interrupted without much patience for such stupid things as the fucking jealousy of her. “I know you know, I’m married.” I showed my left hand to her.

_ I know that, but Greg, he …

_ This again. No matter, the name of the person I like is Paul Drummond. And it will not change. So get your jealous and stick it.

In the three of us we passed them and left them open-mouthed behind us.

“That was so cool,” Kelly and Tesse said together.

“That was nothing,” I told them, smiling.

At the door of the college Paul was waiting for me.

“See you later?” I asked them.

_ Of course_ They waved to Paul and he waved back.

For me Paul and my friends get along was the best thing that could happen to me. Maybe because of the fact that I got married instead of my sister, he never asked me or demanded anything from me. He always gave me space and was there for me. One way or another. It made me feel good.

He was older than me for ten years, but I did not think of it as being a bad thing. Especially when he was beautiful to die for. Her hair was dark and full, her eyes light and beautiful.

Hi, your smile completely disarmed me and my stomach was full of butterflies.

_ Hi_ I threw myself into his arms and hugged him tight.

After that day I needed to recharge my strength, I needed it, with me.

“Let’s go,” I told him urgently.

From the way from school to our apartment was done in silence and he drove quickly. We exchanged sweet looks along the way.

As we entered through the door I attacked him with no shame, kissing his mouth hungry and jumping on his lap. He picked me up and led me into the bedroom.

“Wow … maybe I heard it wrong or not, but I think we went through Juliet. But I did not care about it, all I cared about now was him, kissing me and touching me.

Paul and I never went to them at last because he decided to wait for my 18th birthday. It’s okay to wait. That’s what I thought, okay, wait. But now it was different, the sensations of emotions and pleasure were addictive and he was addictive. And I was completely in love with him. And at that moment I did not want to wait any longer.

We both fell on the bed and laughed softly amused. I started to take off his clothes and he took mine off. But it was hard to take off our clothes while we kissed without a stop.

We laughed a lot while we tried to take off our clothes and it was fun. But my laughter died as he kissed me on the neck, looking for my weak point.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” He asked me, kissing me affectionately.

“School was a bum,” he said softly, pushing him down and running my legs across his hip feeling hard and ready against me. “But let’s not talk about it now.

I squirmed against him, slowly moving against his hip.

“So let’s not talk now,” he moaned softly, wrapping his arms around my waist, helping me move. “But let’s talk about it later.

He stood up and kissed me. Our bodies were very hot and every kiss was like an electric current passing through my body. Her touch and her lips loved me as if I were the last woman on earth.

After everything that happened I needed this relief and he was very good at making me forget about what bothers me and annoys me. He made me scream with pleasure again and again.

“I love you,” I told him.

“I love you,” he told me, kissing me. A long slow kiss.