Silence, page 33part #1 of Silence Series
Two hours and fifty minutes later, we arrived back at my house.
I don’t want to go in there.
I don’t have a choice.
“Well,” Cole said, walking me to the door. “Thanks for trusting me to take you to the big city, country girl.” I bit my lip, dizzy on all things Cole and melted into his chest. I was so in love with him it was starting to make me one of those girls. I didn’t even care.
“Tomorrow,” he whispered, kissing my softly before leaving me.
Tomorrow couldn’t come soon enough.
I floated into the house in a happy daze. My little bubble was burst as Jasper paused his computer game and raised his light eyebrow.
“I think we should have a chat about Cole.”
Okay, I really don’t.
“Don’t shoot daggers at me, lil sis. I know you’re together.”
My mouth popped open. I started to shake my head in denial, but Jasper scowled. “Don’t lie to me. I might not be Mensa–” Putting it mildly. “–but I’m not stupid. Do you think I can’t see how you look at each other? I know love when I see it, Oakley. I’m worried.”
Worried about what? Cole would never hurt me. Jasper knew that, too.
He took a deep breath and rolled his eyes. “Shit. Look, I know Cole’s a good guy, but I just want you to know that I love you, and if he ever does do anything to hurt you, I need you to tell me. I would cut his balls off.” He laughed awkwardly, and I smiled. “You promise me you’ll be careful?”
I nodded quickly, not wanting him to elaborate. Jasper didn’t need to know that me and Cole had been intimate; I was still underage for a few more weeks. The few times that we’d slept together we were careful. There was no way I’d risk getting pregnant. I wouldn’t bring a baby into this world, especially at fifteen.
“By careful… Well, you know I mean—” I held my hand up and nodded again, this time with a burning face. It was unlike Jasper to be nervous or embarrassed about the subject, though. “Okay. Well, I’m glad we got that straightened out. I’ve got a date with Carly, so I’m gonna do one.”
He remembered her name. Well done, Jasper. Grabbing his leather jacket he turned to me and said, “You do know that I love you, right?”
I smiled and nodded. I love you, too.
You wouldn’t be living in your own personal hell if you didn’t. Sometimes I wished I didn’t love my mum and brother. Things would be so much easier if I could allow myself to hurt them.
Jasper closed the front door behind him, and I went to find Mum.
by Natasha Preston / Romance / Thriller have rating 4.1 out of 5 / Based on53 votes