I FILLED MY lungs with salty air before I speak. “Do you really have a relationship with her? I-I mean, since when?” I don’t care if I sound desperate. I just really want to know the truth.
They all looked at me as if my question had confused them. I wasn’t scared to ask him that question, perhaps because I was dizzy after a few straight shots.
His perfect jaw tightened, tugging the corner of his lips frantically.
“What do you want me to answer?” he asked bluntly. His eyes remained dark and shrouded.
I swallowed hard; vision fixed on the ground. He seemed to be slowly eating me because of his dark stare. Everyone became silent, and no one dared to speak.
“Okay, I’ll take the dare,” he rubbed the back of his neck frustratedly and waited for my reply.
“Kiss me,” I bravely said.
Almost everyone was stunned by what I said, but I lit up my chin to show I am serious.
He clenched his jaw tight and lightly shook his head at my remarks.
“What did you say?!” Elliesse exclaimed. Then she turned to Lawrence and glared at him with a warning look.
“No, you can’t, Margaux,” Peter told me, obviously shocked by what I said.
I kept my eyes on Lawrence, who still did not take his eyes off me until he gave up and exhaled violently. “If that’s what you want, then . . .” he mumbled to me.
Before Eliesse could stop him, he crossed the gap between us. He moved closer, bending his two knees at the sand, and kissed me. His lips brushed against mine, yet it was a hot and sweet torrid kiss. His hand stroked my back and drew me in closer.
I feel as if angels have dragged me up to paradise, but I can sense its violent release before it can take me there. I also feel like he let go of everything we had. Everything that happened between the two of us left nothing but pain.
“I hope you’re satisfied,” he softly whispered to my ears and slowly drew away.
Feeling has a ‘run out of gas’ emotionally. Out of sheer resentment, I stood up and, without hesitation, walked away.
“Margaux!” Peter and the others called me, but I did not look back.
I just took a straight step with no direction to go as the abundant tears continued to flow from my eyes.
But there was a strong hold on my arm that prevented me from taking a step.
“What are you doing?” he said. His voice is stiff.
Instead of responding, I removed his hands on my arm, but it was as solid as iron.
“Give me a break!” I screamed angrily, attempting to pull my arms.
“Margaux, let’s talk,” he ordered.
“What else are we going to talk about? It looks like you and Elliesse are okay now. This is really what you want, right? Being jealous of her so that she can come back to you.” I gasped heavily and lifted my chin to continue. “This is my fault, right? I agreed to pretend to be your girlfriend for what? For you to make me look stupid?!” I spat angrily.
“It’s not in my plan.” His voice is softer and gentle. I do not seem to want to refute my allegations.
“Oh, come on, Lawrence, do you have no backup plans?” I violently wiped the tears from my cheeks. He could not speak at that point.
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