Chapter Eight
Kierra's Pov
If there was any word to describe this moment right now it would be extremely awkward and so do tensed Xander held me firmly by my waist so trying to get out of his grip would be of no use I really could not help but shiver at our closeness I doubt we've ever been this close I sincerely can't even remember the last time we've hugged tightly and now he's so close to me that I could enjoy the scent of his cologne
Shut up you you're supposed to be mad at him... My subconscious screamed as I was snapped back into reality as I tried to get out of his grip which only made him tighten it more
"Oh hey Thompson... Seth said grinning
"She's off limits... Xander said coldly cutting him off
'I really don't get why you're so aggressive you know it was just a hug it's not like we were making out of something... Seth said smirking
You ass hole I've made myself clear stay the hell away from her. Oh really now and if I don't... Seth said glaring
Xander's grip on me was like a vice, his eyes blazing with a fierce protectiveness. "I'll beat you to a pulp," he snarled, his voice low and menacing. "She's off-limits."
I struggled against his hold, my heart racing with anger. "Let go of me, Xander!" I screamed, my voice echoing through the air.
But Xander's grip only tightened. "No, you're going to keep shut," he growled. "You have no idea how much of a jerk he really is, Kierra. I'm doing what's best for you, so stay put."
Seth's voice cut through the tension, his words dripping with sarcasm. "Why don't you let Kierra decide who she wants to be with, huh?"
Xander's eyes flashed with anger, his jaw clenched in a fierce snarl. "I won't ever let her make the mistake of falling for your tricks, Seth. Stay the hell away from her. I won't repeat it twice. The next time I do, I swear I'll beat you up."
I pushed against Xander's chest, my heart pounding with anger. "Let go of me, Xander!" I screamed, my voice hoarse with emotion.
Xander's grip finally loosened, and I stumbled backward, my eyes blazing with anger. "Let's get things straight, okay?" I spat, my voice venomous. "I'm not your sister, and I'm not your freaking girlfriend, Xander Thompson. You have no right to dictate to me what I can and cannot do. You're the unwanted one here, so just leave, Xander. Go away!"
I turned to Seth, my hand reaching out to take his. Xander's eyes widened in shock, his face pale with anger.
"Kierra, you have no idea what you're getting yourself into," Xander said, his voice sad and desperate. "Seth isn't what you think he is."
But I just shook my head, my heart pounding with anger. "Just go, Xander. Go back to your girlfriend. She must be waiting for you."
As Xander turned to leave, his words hung in the air like a challenge. "Alright, I'll go, Kierra, but this is not over. It's not..." His eyes seemed to bore into my soul, and I felt a shiver run down my spine.
I blinked back tears, my eyes stinging with unshed emotion. "You're not gonna cry, Kierra," I muttered to myself, a desperate attempt to hold back the floodgates. But it was too late. A single tear rolled down my cheek, and I couldn't help but cry.
Seth's voice was soft, gentle, as he tried to comfort me. "Hey, it's okay. He's just..." But I cut him off, my voice shaking with emotion.
"I just want to be alone right now, Seth." I snuffled, feeling a wave of sadness wash over me.
Seth nodded understandingly, his eyes filled with compassion. "That's okay, I understand. I'll see you later, Kierra." He hugged me lightly before leaving me to my tears.
I stumbled into the restroom, making sure it was empty before I let my emotions consume me. I crouched on the floor, my body shaking with sobs as the tears spilled from my eyes.
I knew I had hurt Xander badly, just as he had hurt me when he chose Jennifer over me. I was sure he felt the same way now, watching me choose Seth over him. But I had to do it. I had to protect myself from confessing my undying love for him, a love that would only lead to heartache.
"I'm so, so sorry, Xander," I whispered, my voice barely audible over the sound of my own tears. My whole body trembled as I cried, the pain of my decision washing over me like a wave.
Just as I thought I couldn't cry anymore, the door creaked open, and I was faced with the possibility of being discovered in my vulnerable state.
Girly... Maya said crouching down as I hugged her tightly
"I hurt him Maya…..I hurt him so badly he's gonna hate me... I said sobbing 'He won't hate you he can't girl it's okay you promised yourself you won't cry..
"I know I know but I just can't help it I can't it just hurts so badly... I said sobbing hard as the tears fell like it was raining
"Hey look at me OK just look at me Xander look terrible when he got back to the table which means he's sad too OK girl he can't hate you and he won't it'll be alright just stop crying you're making me feel sad... Maya said as we hugged
"Alright alright I won't cry anymore... I said trying to smile
"Good OK because if you did I'll be forced to slap you really tightly.....She said as I chuckled lightly
"Umm Maya I don't think I want to go back to our table
'I understand common let's just head to class it won't hurt to get there a bit early right... She said helping me up as we left the restroom
Lunch break was over and classes went past like a blur teacher expecting me to pay hundred percent attention to them when all my focus was on Xander and how he must be feeling right now
I felt extremely guilty about how I treated him I guess I was just angry that moment and I let my emotions cloud my judgement and I hurt him badly I just hope he doesn't hate me for it because I'm pretty sure I won't be able to live with myself if he does I'll just be broken apart completely that's for sure... I thought as the bell was rung signifying school was over for the day
Lockers were slammed and people kept walking out in groups while I stayed glued to the floor
Maya offered to drive my home but I turned her down because personally I'II rather walk and think about all that happened together instead of being confined to a car doing nothing
Seth however came to check up on me since we had a few classes together and seeing I was fine left me after hugging me lightly on the note that he would see me tomorrow. As I walked out of the deserted school, the party that had sparked our recent problems was the last thing on my mind. I had lost all interest in it, and all I wanted was to spend a quiet Friday night with my best friend, laughing and doing nothing, just like the old days.
But as I made my way to the parking lot, my heart skipped a beat when I saw Xander's car, the only one left in the lot. He was leaning against it, his hands clenched into fists as he repeatedly pounded them against the car. Our eyes met, and for a moment, time stood still.
Xander's eyes pleaded with me to come to him, and I felt my heart ache with a mix of emotions. I stood there, frozen, unsure of what to do next. Part of me wanted to pretend I hadn't seen him and continue walking home, but another part of me yearned to admit that I had missed him and get into the car.
His eyes never left mine as I strode towards the exit, stopping for a moment beside his car before finally getting in. The door shut behind me, and Xander started the car, driving away from the school in silence.
The car ride was agonizingly awkward, with neither of us saying a word to each other. I picked at my nails, trying to distract myself from the tension between us, while Xander focused on the road, his jaw clenched in a mix of anger and hurt.
As we approached my house, I felt a pang of sadness wash over me. I would have to leave him soon, and this time, we were both extremely angry at each other. Yet, neither of us was willing to make the first move to speak to one another. The silence between us was deafening, and I couldn't help but wonder if things would ever go back to the way they were before. As I stepped out of the car, the silence between us was palpable. I took one last glance at Xander before striding towards my door, the sound of his door opening behind me. He followed me closely, his footsteps echoing through the quiet evening air.
I inserted the key into the lock, the sound of the door creaking open a welcome respite from the tension between us. But as I stepped inside, I knew Xander was right behind me. I could hear his breathing, his cologne filling the entire room.
The house was quiet, a sure sign that Mum wasn't back yet. But I didn't care. All I cared about was the man standing behind me, his eyes burning with a mix of emotions.
"I can't stand us being this way," Xander said, his voice low and husky.
"I can't too," I replied sincerely, my heart aching with a mix of sadness and longing.
Xander's arms wrapped around me from behind, pulling me into a tight hug. "I'm so, so sorry, Bes," he whispered, his breath hot against my ear.
I felt a lump form in my throat as I turned to face him. Our eyes met, and for a moment, time stood still.
"I'm sorry too," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
Xander's eyes searched mine, his gaze burning with intensity. "I know you're angry, Bes. I know you're hurting. But I need you to let it all out. I need you to forgive me."
I felt a surge of emotions rise up inside me, a mix of anger, hurt, and sadness. Xander's eyes seemed to bore into my soul, as if he knew exactly what I was feeling.
"Hit me," he said, his voice low and husky.
I stared at him, confused. "What?"
Xander's eyes never left mine. "You're angry because there's too much built-up emotion inside. So hit me, Bes. Just let it all out once and for all. Hit me as hard as you can."
I felt a shiver run down my spine as I stared at Xander. A part of me wanted to hit him, to let out all the anger and hurt that had been building up inside me. But another part of me knew that I couldn't. I couldn't hit him, no matter how much I wanted to.
"I'm not hitting you, Xander," I said, my voice firm but gentle.
Xander's eyes searched mine, his gaze burning with intensity. "Transfer all your aggression and pain, Bes. Pretend I'm your punching bag or something. Just hit me and let it all out.""Xander," I whispered, my voice trembling with emotion. "Hit me, Kierra. Hell knows I deserve it."
I raised my hand, and with a soft thud, I hit him lightly on the chest. "You're so annoying, you know..." I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
Xander's eyes locked onto mine, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. I hit him again, this time a bit harder. "You're so fricking annoying..." I said, my voice rising in frustration.
I hit him again, and again, each blow landing softly on his chest. "You made me hurt you..." I whispered, my voice cracking with emotion.
Xander's eyes never left mine, his gaze burning with intensity. "Why do you have to be so so annoying..." I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
I hit him one last time, and then I broke down in sobs, my body trembling with emotion. Xander sat down beside me, his arms wrapping around me in a tight hug.
"I know, Bes. I'm so so sorry. I promise it won't happen again. Please..." he whispered, his voice filled with regret.
I looked up at him, my eyes streaming with tears. "I'm sorry too..." I whispered, my voice barely audible.
Xander's eyes locked onto mine, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "You can go with Seth, but I swear, if he does anything out of place..." he said, his voice low and husky.
I rolled my eyes, a smile playing on my lips. "It'll be fine, Xander..." I said, taking his hand in mine.
Xander's eyes sparkled with amusement. "But you're still not allowed to date him..." he said, a grin spreading across his face.
I hit him playfully on the arm. "Why, huh?" I asked, my voice teasing.
Xander smirked, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I'll tell you soon enough, Bes..." he said, his voice low and husky.
I raised an eyebrow, my curiosity piqued. "Oh, really now? So..." I trailed off, my eyes locked onto his.
Xander's face broke out into a wide grin. "So, who's in the mood for ice cream?" he asked, his voice filled with excitement.
I squealed with delight, jumping up from the couch. "Me! Me! Me! Me! Me! Oh, you know it's me!" I exclaimed, my hands waving wildly in the air.
Xander chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "You hit like a girl, you know..." he whispered, his voice low and husky.
I blushed, my face growing hot with embarrassment. Xander let out a loud whoop, jumping off the couch and racing towards the door.
"Last one to the car pays for the ice cream!" he exclaimed, his voice echoing through the hallway.
I stared after him, my hands still feeling like they were on fire where he had touched them. I couldn't stop smiling sheepishly, my heart racing with excitement.