The Memoirs Of A Girl With A Missing Heart

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Chapter 4 (v.1)

Submitted: August 10, 2010

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Submitted: August 10, 2010



“Lana, wait up!”
She turned, sucking in her breath. Her black dress was speckled with mud from running down the track that led to Will’s mansion. It was the night of their second high school dance, and she’d just turned fifteen.
He ran forward, kicking up debris behind him as he moved. His hair was dishevelled, and Lana fell to the ground, cradling her head in her hands between her knees.
His warm embrace made Lana sob harder, and she turned into his body. Through the soft cotton of his shirt, she could feel his muscles, developing but still toned. “I’m sorry, Lana. I really am.”
Lana sat up, placing her hands either side of his head. She kissed him slowly, letting her lips trail down his neck. He took her hands in his, and held them in her lap. “Stop, Lana. Don’t make this any harder than it has to be.”
Lana stopped, standing up furiously. She couldn’t help but yell. “If it’s us, Will, then why do
you get to decide? I fucking love you, but that doesn’t mean shit to you?”
Will sighed, and stood up. He was only the year above her, but he was nearly half a foot taller. “It does mean shit, Lana.”
“Then why did you do it? Why is Stephanie Newman laying half fucking naked on your couch? Am I just not what you need, Will? Some slut for you to knock up and leave alone?”
As she raised her hand to slap him, he grabbed her wrist and held it against his chest. “I love you, Lana. I love you, for God’s sake. Why don’t you believe me?”
Lana paused. “Because you can’t go a month without satisfying your libido? Do you hate me just because I don’t want to be another one of your whores yet? If you really loved me, Will, you’d wait.”
Lana stormed off, heading into the woods. Will’s long legs meant he’d caught her in a second. He pushed her against a tree. “I am going to wait, Lana. I didn’t know that Steph was here, I didn’t invite her. Heck, she was just another girl before you, Lana. But there won’t be anybody else!”
“How do I know you really mean that, Will?”
He didn’t answer, but kissed her hard on her lips. He felt her body relax, and he pushed his body against hers. She opened her lips, and he broke the barrier of their mouths with his tongue.
She reached up, and started undoing the buttons of his shirt. Instead of telling her to stop, he slid his arm under her knees and lifted her into his arms, carrying her all the way back to his house.
As she lay on his bed, she froze. “Will, I’m scared.”
His lips hovered over her collarbone. He was down to his Calvin Klein boxers. “It will hurt, a little bit. But then it’ll stop, I promise.”
He unzipped her dress and she shuffled around so it slid off her body. She wasn’t wearing a bra, so she lay in just dark blue panties. “God, Lana, you’re beautiful.”
“I love you, Will,” she muttered, as she pushed down his boxers so he sprang out. It was long, and slightly ugly. But beautiful, mesmerizing at the same time.
“I love you too.” He slid her panties down to her ankles, and kissed her breasts. “Are you sure?”
She nodded, and he rolled a condom onto himself. Gently, slowly, he pushed himself inside her.
She yelled, breaking the quiet grunts from Will. “Are you alright?” he whispered, his eyes squeezed shut. He wouldn’t have seen if she had shook her head.
He held her hands above her head, and she kissed his chest where it held itself above her lips. She could see him grin faintly, before she felt a spell of ecstasy shoot through her body. “Oh!”
He pulled out, and she rolled over on the bed. A moment later, she felt his arms snake around her naked stomach. “I love you so goddamned much, Lana.”
She nodded slowly, believing it too.

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