Chapter 26: Cold and Chocolates
Chapter TWENTY SIX
**Oliver West**
My alarm bell sounded and I quickly snapped it shut with a swipe of my hand, then I cursed. If it broke like the last one, Mom would bury me alive. It wasn’t as though I got a wink of sleep last night. Each time I closed my eyes, those forbidden scenes from yesterday just kept replaying themselves in my head.
I tried countless times to convince myself that it hadn’t been real. Kieran couldn’t have kissed me. It had all happened in my head, but the fact that I had agreed to be his puppet couldn’t have also been fake.
My nerves thrummed nervously. My heart gave wild kicks each time the memories of those intense metallic gray eyes kicked in.
The way his lips had felt against mine...
Stop it! I screamed at my inward self.
I refused to think more about it or I might just lose whatever sanity I had left.
I also couldn’t forget the way he had further insulted me afterward. The cruel words he’d spat at me, calling me a faggot like it was the most disgusting thing in the world. The way he’d said he just wanted to know what kissing one felt like, as if I was some kind of experiment to him.
The smug look accompanied with the disgust mixed with a flash of anger still burned in my memory.
It hadn’t been my first kiss, but then he had given me my first years ago, but I doubt he remembered that.
With a mom like mine, there was never any talk of me getting a boyfriend. Even though she was supportive of my sexuality and had never made me feel ashamed of who I was, I knew for a fact that she would chase any potential boyfriends away. To her, those puppy love things were distractions that would hinder me from being a successful person later on.