Chapter 109 Most awkward
Well, this is officially the most awkward moment of my entire life.
I can feel my face all twisted up with anger, but I am trying really hard not to let it show because that is exactly what he wants. He lives for this crap.
"Liam," I force out through my teeth. "This is literally the worst possible time."
He just gives me this calm little smile.
"Emergency, like I said. You want to walk out with me? Or should I stay here, and we can have our talk in front of everyone?"
I want to punch him so bad. My fist actually clenches at my side. But some small part of my brain talks me down. Barely.
The whole class is awake now. They were all half-asleep five minutes ago, and now they are sitting up straight, staring at us like we are the best show they have seen all week. I can already picture the rumors flying around school by the end of the day.
"Um... Miss Thorne?" The history teacher clears his throat, trying to interrupt whatever is happening between us.
I whip my head toward him and glare. "It is Bennett, siL;;;. But if Mr. Thorne here says there is a family emergency, maybe you should go with him. Go see what is going on."
He made the call. Better to sacrifice me than let Liam trash the whole period. I do not have a choice now.
I am so pissed off I can barely see straight. I grab all my stuff with one arm and shove it into my backpack, then I slam my shoulder into Liam as I walk past him and head for the door.
He follows me. Of course he does. And the bastard actually turns around and says to the teacher, "Have a nice day, sir."
Right before the door closes behind me, I hear Mr. Robinson tell the class, "Okay okay, settle down... this is none of your business..."
I am marching down the empty hallway, and I have so much rage building up inside me I feel like I might explode. When I hit the corner by the staircase, I spin around and get right in his face.
"What the fuck! Liam Thorne, are you out of your goddamn mind?"
He smirks at me. "That was a lot of curse words."
I can not believe how calm he is. How is he just standing there like this is no big deal? Does he really think he can just mess with my life whenever he feels like it?
I take a deep breath and try to pull myself together. "Okay. Fine. Tell me. What is the family emergency?"
His eyes look down at me, cold and kinda mean. "You walked out on me this morning."
"Yeah, so? How many times have you done that to some girl? Just walk away after you are done with her? Well, here is your payback, asshole."
I am so angry I can not think straight. I had this whole plan to talk to him nicely, to calmly explain how I feel and ask where this is going. But he ruined it. Why does he have to make everything so damn hard?
His face twists up into this really angry scowl.
Then suddenly he steps closer. His hand lands on the railing next to my waist, and his face is like an inch from mine.
"Stop acting like you are so innocent, Sophie." His voice is so cold it gives me chills. "Who was all over my fingers yesterday, huh? Who came so hard she was grabbing my hair and begging me to fu-"
I cut him off by swinging at his face. But he moves fast and catches my wrist mid-swing, then twists it behind my back.
We are just staring at each other now, both breathing hard, both completely pissed off. Our chests are moving up and down like we just ran a race.
I am so embarrassed. Now that the first wave of anger is fading, I feel like I am going to cry.
I worked so hard to get over Jordan. And now my life is falling apart all over again.
Why did he have to mess with me? Why did I let myself want him? Now he knows exactly how I feel, and I am just something he can play with.
My eyes start to water. He stops breathing hard for a second, and then I hear his voice, low and rough. "...seriously?"
I blink a few times and look away.
He sighs and lets go of me. We stand there for a really long time, not saying anything. Finally he says, "Fine... I am sorry. I was just trying to talk to you."
I can not believe he is apologizing. Even his sorry sounds kinda harsh, though.
"Sophie. Can we just talk for one minute?" he asks.
I sniff and try to hold myself together. He is right. We are already here. Too late to take anything back now.
I will tell him how I feel. Like I planned.
"Okay."
I pull my thoughts together and look straight at him, right into his dark eyes.
"We can do this. I will sleep with you. But nobody can know about it. And you have to stop messing with my life."
His face changes when I say that.
First, it goes totally blank, like he is trying to figure out what I just said. Then he looks shocked. Eyes wide, nostrils flared, the whole thing. And then that shock keeps building until it turns into... rage.
I thought I was ready for whatever he might do. But his face still scares me a little.
Then he suddenly laughs. His shoulders are shaking. "This is what you want? To be my fuck buddy?"
My face gets hot. He sounds like he thinks that is disgusting. "...yes. That is what I meant."
"And why would I agree to that?" He laughs again but it is not funny. "There are like a hundred girls at this school waiting in line to sleep with me. Every single one is hotter than you. Better in bed. What makes you so special?"
That last part about sex really hurts. He told me just yesterday that I made him feel good and I was amazing. Now that feels like some dream I made up.
"Then why did you start all this?" I am trying not to let my voice shake. "You said it yourself. You said you want me. There is no other way for us to work. We can only do this... friends with benefits."
More like stepbrother and sister with benefits, but whatever.
I know what I am suggesting is bad. The smart thing would be to walk away from him right now. But I can not. My head and my body just will not let me.
I am pathetic. I am so pathetic for wanting him this much.
Maybe if I sleep with him for a while, I will finally get over it. Get him out of my system.
He stares at me for a really long time, like he is trying to decide if I am worth anything. It makes me so nervous I can barely breathe.
Finally, he reaches up and touches my face. His fingers are cold. He gives me this cold smile, and even though he is so handsome it makes my chest hurt.
"Sure," he says.
I forget to breathe for a second. "...really?"
"Yeah, why not. We will do it your way. Fuck buddies. Secret." His thumb moves back and forth on my cheek. "I am tired of waiting around anyway. Next time I want to fuck you, you will lay down and spread your legs for me."
"...sure."
I bite my lip and try to swallow down how gross this makes me feel.
"And remember, you asked for this. I will treat you just like every other girl I have fucked."
Like he has ever treated me special before.
I try to sound sure of myself. "I know."
His thumb moves to my bottom lip and presses down hard. My heart jumps when his cold eyes drop down to look at my mouth.
"Should we make it official then?" he asks.
Before I can even answer, he grabs my hair and pulls my head back and kisses me hard.
I gasp, surprised, and he uses that to push his tongue into my mouth. He is kissing me like he is starving for it.
And then the bell rings. Loud. All over the campus.
Right after that, doors start opening everywhere. Footsteps, voices, the whole hallway fills with noise. Students and teachers are coming toward us from every direction.
But he keeps kissing me. Harder.
I start to freak out and try to push away from him, but he will not let go. He actually holds me tighter, his hand gripping my waist.
The voices are getting closer. I feel like I might pass out. He is going to let us get caught.