Hello to all of the new readers I've gotten the past couple of weeks! Welcome to this story and thanks for reading. Sorry this is a late update, I've had finals. But I can now say that I have finished my college degree and graduated! I now have a Bachelor's of Arts degree in English Writing. I also just celebrated my 22nd birthday on May 9th.
I hope everyone is staying safe and healthy during this time! Don't forget to vote and leave a comment.
~Bekah
"Have they called you?"
I look up from my phone that still has no new messages or calls from my parents to Tre standing in his bedroom doorway.
I sigh and slowly shake my head, setting my phone next to me on his bed. "They're not going to call, Tre. I don't know what I'd even say if they did."
I keep checking my phone every few minutes to see if I have any calls or messages, but there are none.
"I know what I'd say to them if they called me," he smirks and I chuckle at his joking.
"You'd chew them up and then spit them right back out," I reply as he walks over to me.
"They wouldn't even know what hit them," he adds on, smirking and now standing in front of me.
I put my hands on his waist and he places his hands on my shoulders, pulling me into him. I rest my forehead against his stomach and he runs his hand down my hair, placing a kiss on the top of my head.
"I know I shouldn't feel sad about it," I mumble against his shirt. "But it doesn't make it hurt any less though."
I don't want my parents to talk to me because they will never say anything nice, especially now, but it still hurts knowing that they don't want to talk to me at all because I fell in love with someone. I wish they'd be happy for me and not have sticks shoved so far up their pretentious asses.
"It's their loss then." His voice is mumbled against my hair.
"Yeah," I whisper, clutching the back of his shirt.
"At least we're have each other," he says and I look up at him and nod.
"That's all that matters." I smile and he bends down, placing a quick kiss on my lips.
"Are you still sore from last night?" He asks, changing the topic and I nod, a hint of red coming to my face once I replay last night in my mind.
The yelling, the arguing, the kisses, the strokes, the pleasure, the love.
"Yeah I still am a little bit." I woke up this morning wrapped up in Tre's arms, but when I moved my body, I inwardly groaned from the soreness between my thighs. But even though I am sore, I wouldn't change anything about what happened last night. I'm happy and have no regrets.
"Sorry," he smirks, knowing that he's sorry that I'm sore, but not sorry for what we did.
"I just have to get used you," I mumble, my cheeks becoming warm. You'd think that I wouldn't blush when Tre's now seen every inch of my entire naked body, but I blush still like it's the first time we met.
"Oh you will." He winks and I chuckle, poking him in his stomach.
"Do you want to eat before I take you back?" He asks and helps me up from the bed.
"Yeah." I follow behind him, my bare feet padding on the floor as we make our way to the kitchen. I am walking more slowly than normal and Tre notices.
He smiles wide when he sees me coming into the kitchen a couple seconds after him and I roll my eyes, sitting on one of the stools by the counter.
"You're so proud of yourself aren't you?" I ask him and he smirks.
"A little bit."
"Yeah yeah whatever." I mumble and he smiles big again, leaning over and pressing a kiss against my cheek before going to the fridge and pulling out an egg carton.
I watch him as he moves around the kitchen making us breakfast. It's kind of weird, but I feel like things are different now. Not only did I give Tre all of me, but he knows that I love him. I told him this morning when we woke up that I loved him and he just smiled, telling me he knows. He leaves it at that, but from the way he was last night with me, taking his time to learn my body, I know that he loves me, even if he can't say it yet. I want to be patient with him about this. I know he's not ready yet, but after last night, I don't have any doubts about him. I know that eventually we will get to that point and once we do, I think nothing will be able to hurt us. My parents may not want me in their lives anymore, but knowing that I have all of Tre and he has all of me, I feel like that's everything I need.
I also feel like Tre ignited a fire inside me that I didn't know I had. I feel like I am now more of a womanâflushed with desire. I now understand why sex is a part of human nature. It's sensual and almost animalistic with giving into your own pleasure and reaching euphoric heights with the one you desire. Lust is one of the seven deadly sins and I get why it is. Looking at Tre now, all I can see is how he looks without clothes on. And with the way he looks right now, wearing a fitting black t-shirt that shows his arm tattoos and muscles and wearing grey sweatpants that hang low on his hips, it makes me want to tear his clothes off and let him have me all again, even though I am still sore.
"Here babe." Tre sets down a plate in front of me and I snap out of my thoughts, a blush coming to my cheeks.
"What were you thinking so hard about?"
He sits right next to me and puts his plate down on the counter.
"Nothing," I quickly say and eat some of the scrambled eggs on my plate.
Tre leans over and whispers in my ear. "I know what you were thinking about."
I ignore the shiver that goes through my body and clear my throat. "And what was I thinking about?"
"Last night," he simply says and takes a bite of his food.
I look at him and smirk. "So what if I was?"
He returns my smirk, his eyes containing mischief. "You better be careful, baby."
"Or what?" I ask slowly, taking a sip of my glass of water.
"Looking at me the way you were, would get you bent over this countertop in a matter of seconds."
I cough, slightly choking on my water. Once I stop coughing, my mind gets filled with the thought of Tre bending me over the counter and my face gets red.
Tre keeps eating like normal and I try to push away the warm feeling that he's stirring up inside me.
"Maybe later."
"Is that a promise?" He turns his head to me and smirks.
"You'd like that wouldn't you?" I ask and he laughs, nodding shamelessly.
"I would love that."
"Eat your food Tre." I tell him, giggling, and go back to eating my own food, not wanting to have this conversation lead to more activities that'd make me lose track of time since I have work later
"I'd rather eat you," he mumbles under his breath and I gasp, lightly hit him on his arm.
"Stop being dirty."
"You're the one that was giving me the sexy eyes and basically eye fucking me while I was making breakfast!" He exclaims, slamming his fork down on his plate, and I laugh.
"I love you," I say smiling and kiss him on the cheek.
He smiles and we go back to finishing our breakfast, both of our minds thinking about his proposition for later.
~*~
"I can't believe it!" Sam yells in excitement, jumping up and down in our dorm room.
"Congratulations, that's amazing!" I tell her and give her a hug.
Sam just got invited to showcase some of her artwork downtown at the grand opening of a new art gallery. Right after I got back to the room she got a call from one of the board members of the gallery telling her she's been accepted to the showcase.
"When is the showcase?" Reina asks, sitting on my bed.
"Next month," Sam answers. "I have to come up with a few new pieces to show."
"That's awesome Sam," I tell her. "I'm so proud of you."
"Thank you. I'm so exited," she squeals and me and Reina smile.
"You really deserve it. Your artwork is so good," Reina tells her.
"Hey Eva, could you be one of my models for a portrait?" Sam asks after she calms down and I look at her wide-eyed.
"Me? Really? Why do you want to paint me?"
"Because you're beautiful and I want to paint you." Sam simply states and shrugs.
"What am I chopped liver?" Reina asks dramatically, falling back onto my bed with her hand on her forehead, and we chuckle at her.
"You were already one of the pieces I submitted for this showcase, Reina." Sam playfully rolls her eyes and sits on her bed, grabbing her phone.
"Oh yeah," Reina says, sitting up again, and smiles sheepishly.
"You're so dramatic," I tell her and she shrugs.
"One of us has to be sometimes."
We all giggle and I sit down on my bed with Reina.
"So, Eva," Sam starts and I can see that she has a mischievous look in her eyes.
"What?" I say hesitantly, not knowing what to expect from her. Sam can say anything and you wouldn't expect it.
"You weren't here last night when I got back," she smirks. "Trell said you were with Tre."
I nod. "I slept over, like I've done multiple times before."
"Yeah, but you didn't ever walk like you are today." She points out and I feel my cheeks getting warm at her observation. I tried to look normal and not show that my thighs are sore, but I guess I didn't do a very good job at it.
"Walking like you got some last night," Reina chimes in and I put a hand over my face in embarrassment.
Reina and Sam both laugh and playfully tease me a little bit. I swat Reina's hands away from me and roll my eyes.
"We just want the juicy details," Sam giggles and puts her hands up. "There's no judgement here."
"Tell us everything!" Reina squeals and I laugh nervously.
They both are staring at me, waiting for me to tell them everything that happened last night.
"I told Tre that I loved him," I start and they both gasp.
"You did?" Sam exclaims and Reina smiles wide.
I nod. "We got into an argument about what happened with my parents and I just blurted it out," I explain. "I had to tell him. I couldn't keep my feelings inside anymore."
"What did he say after you told him?" Reina asks.
I shrug and look down at my hands clasped in my lap. "He said that he couldn't tell me that he loved me yet."
"Aw, damn." Reina frowns and Sam gives me a sympathetic look.
"I mean, I didn't tell him just so he would say it back," I tell them. "I just wanted him to know. Especially since my parents disowned me and I don't really have anybody else."
"Yeah, you're parents are so bogus for doing that to you and saying those things about you guys," Reina scoffs and Sam nods in agreement. "But you always have us so you're not ever going to be truly alone."
"Are you okay with him not saying it back yet?" Sam then asks and I sigh.
"I am," I answer. "I mean, I wish that he would but I understand that it must be really difficult for him."
Sam smiles slightly. "It was hard for Trell to first tell me that he loved me too. You know, where they come from, there is no love. There is no happiness or any type of emotional connection with someone. They don't know what love is until someone comes into their lives and shows them. I was that for Trell and you are that for Tre. Tre's never been serious about someone before you.
I close my eyes and nod at her true words.
"Just be patient, Eva. He will come around."
"Thanks Sam," I say and we both smiles at each other.
"So what about your limp?" Reina asks, not forgetting their initial reason for their questioning. "Did you and Tre get down and dirty into some good loving?"
I look at Reina like she's crazy and we giggle at her ridiculous saying.
"Okay I will tell you both if you stop saying weird stuff like that," I say in between laughs.
Once our laughter dies down I tell them about everything else that happened last night.
"Ooh girl!" Sam and Reina giggle and squeal after I tell them everything.
"Eva finally became a sensual woman."
"Does he look as good naked as he does with clothes on?"
I blush at all of their crude remarks and shake my head at my best friends.
"Seriously though," Sam says after they're done with their teasing. "I'm happy for you and I'm glad that you finally met someone that treats you the way that you deserve."
"Hell yes!" Reina says in agreement. "Team Treva all the way."
"Treva?" I laugh at her.
She shrugs. "Yeah. Tre plus Eva equals Treva. It's my ship for you guys."
"Has a nice ring to it," Sam winks and they giggle again.
I roll my eyes. "You guys are crazy."
"But you love us anyways." I watch my friends laugh and be goofy together and I giggle too, wondering how I ever lived without them in my life.
~*~
"Can you put these books back on the shelves, Eva?"
Mrs. Montgomery, the main librarian and my boss, asks as she puts a small stack of books on the book return cart.
"Yeah sure," I say, turning around in my chair at the main information desk. I close my laptop and stand up, stretching my arms before I grab the cart and push it along the bookcase aisles.
The library at this time of day is pretty quiet. Normally on Sunday's there are not a lot of students that sit in the library at 3 in the afternoon. When the place is quiet and without the shuffle of students coming in and out, I get so much of my homework done and then I still always have time to read my novels.
Libraries are a safe haven of mine. I always felt most comfortable around a quiet space that's filled with knowledge and entertainment that books contain. Walking in between the bookcases makes me smile. I am surrounded by ancient and modern literature that defined the way we think and speak. Most people don't understand the value of a book, but that's one of the things that I liked about Tre. We connected over so many things, books included. We both shared a love for literature and could spend hours discussing our favorites.
One by one, the books go back in their proper place on the shelves and the cart gets easier to push around the bookcases. I am off in my own little world, but as I walk along the cases, I feel like there is someone watching me. I turn around, looking at the shelves and tables near the cases and nobody is there. I'm in the back part of the library and nobody normally comes back this far unless they really need a quiet place to study. I shake my head and get back to putting the books back. I'm probably just freaking myself out since it's so silent in hear and nobody else is around. The mind loves playing tricks.
I push the cart down another bookcase with the last couple of books on it. As I'm pushing, I'm looking for the ISBN on the book and the sound of footsteps break my concentration. The footsteps are pretty quiet since the whole floor is carpet, but I can hear the slight shuffling of feet from behind me.
I stop in place and listen for the footsteps but they've stopped. Goosebumps form on my arms. My heart starts racing and I turn around, not seeing anything but the bookshelves. I slowly walk towards the end of the bookcase and peek my head around the corner. No one's there and the library is completely silent. I walk past a couple of the bookcases and don't see anyone here. I frown and run my hand through my hair. I could have sworn I heard somebody walking back here. I push down the nervous pit that's forming in my stomach and get back to my cart. I quickly put away the few remaining books and get back to the front end of the library. I didn't hear any other footsteps, but I still couldn't shake the feeling like there were eyes on my back.
I walk back to the desk and look over the entire front room again. Everything is still how it's been. Silent and unfulfilled with anybody. I sigh and bend down to get my water bottle from my backpack.
"Hey."
I shriek and stand up, dropping my water bottle and putting a hand on my chest.
"I'm sorry," Tre says quickly and chuckles. "I didn't mean to scare you babe."
I sigh and feel my feel heart rate go back down to normal. "It's okay, Tre."
He's standing right in front of the desk and rests his elbows on top of it.
I tilt my head at him. "How long have you been here?"
His eyebrows furrow and a puzzled look comes to his face. "I just walked in a couple seconds ago. Why?"
I shake my head and smile. "Nothing. I just thought I had heard someone in here before."
"Maybe it was a ghost?" Tre smirks and I scoff.
"Yeah, I'm sure there are a lot of ghosts in there."
He shrugs. "You never know."
I shake my head and bend down to pick up my water bottle that spilled some on the carpet.
"When do you get off?" He asks.
I look at the clock. 3:55. "In five minutes." I smile at him and he returns it.
"Do you want to get some food?"
"Yeah," I say and start putting my laptop and book in my bag.
There library doors open and Allie, another student worker comes in.
"Hey Eva," she says and I smile at her,
"Hi, Allie. already put the return books away and Mrs. Montgomery said that she'll need you to check on the printers and see if they need any more paper." I tell her and she nods.
"Great! Have a good rest of your day."
I sling my backpack on my back and then get out from behind the desk, coming to where Tre is standing. "Thank you! You too."
I grab Tre's hand and we both walk out of the library, Tre holding the door open for me and I take one last glance of the library, seeing Allie sit down at the desk, before walking out and Tre following besides me.
I can't shake the feeling that someone was in there with me. It was probably just another student who I wasn't able to see around the bookcases.
"So, what do you want to eat?" Tre asks as we get outside and walk through campus.
"Pizza," I say and the smile at him. "But this time I get to pick the toppings."
He groans and playfully rolls his eyes. "Fine, but I get to decide where we go for dessert."
"And where are we going for that?" I ask and he smirks.
"The countertop in my kitchen."
I laugh loudly and push him slightly. His own laugh mixes with mine and the whole campus can probably hear us with our loud laughter.
I jump on his back and he gives me a piggy back ride through campus as we walk to the pizza parlor that's right off campus, unbeknownst to us that the eyes that I felt on my back in the library are still on us.