Wildflower

h my vanity mirror as I apply my make-up for the night. We're back at our frat ho

ng through our walk-in closet for a dress to

dering if Mr. Tall, Dark and Mysterious is going

toss a pillow at her, w

ach. Even I could see the sparks flying, and I did not miss the way he was loo

nyway, we were just talking a

re his lifeline, like he would've laid down his live to f

"Where the hell did that come fr

m still right either way, Tristan definitely has the

e Everett. I have no reason or right

Everett is the guy you're going to spend the rest of yo

t Everett and I aren't meant to be together. She just claims that he isn't faithful, and that he doesn

claims. Everett was there before Summer was, and he even helped push me to

best friends we are today. Even though she harped on him a few times w

ul, and he loves me just as much as I love him. End of sto

We continue getting ready in silence, then walk a block ov

d and blue solo cups, people scattered about smoking cigarettes and joints. We make our way

nd grab some drinks. Summer hands me an empty red cup and grabs herself

se, Summer's mother has drilled into her head to never drink from an open cup, from anything that

es herself, and from friends of having their drinks spiked and drugged. Thankfully, nothing horri

she goes to a party, and has since we first

p my eyes peeled for Everett, but in the back of my mind

has taken over my every waking thought since the night at the club. I can't get those

ed anyone other than Everett, if you count silly elementary school flings. I don't, whic

ings for Tristan would pass, but they'v

re building the sand castle, I had to fight the urge not to wrap my arms aro

e ever, I had the urge

the moment he walked out of the bathroom hut, and walked towards me, the muscles in his sto

toned stomach and devouring his soft looking lips with mine wer

ett. I'm not turned off by his body or when he kisses me, but I've never had the over

public is a big no-no for me, though Everett keeps pe

felt more like he was asserting himself, claiming me in front of Tristan. He has never acted this way around

und. Even though, Tristan spent the entire

till have, about Tristan made me feel somewhat guilty. I was afraid Everett was ge

You want to d

mostly urges me to give into my temptations with Trista

a familiar face, bu

orking tonight, since he took last night off?" I ask S

king into the bathroom in the corner. I catch him just before h

I ask, the corner a little quiet

bathroom, then rush back over to the club. I closed the bar down for 20 minutes, but it's going to be a bit l

t, he has. Having no other choice but to look for him myself, I turn ba

e of Everett's fraternity brothers

little bit ago, " he says and r

the h

ve gone upstairs, and still be up there. I know there isn't another coole

peek inside but there's nobody. Thinking he might have already went back downstairs, I turn away fr

onfirm that I am hearing moans. I shiver in disgust, only

od, Ev

t of my stomach and my c

me I didn't

m. I squeeze the handle and I'm surprised to see it's unlocked; twisting is wit

im. I watch as she bounces up and down on top of him, moaning out

to fre

eam down my face. Everett and the girl scream and scramble away

h out of the room, ignoring Everett's cries behind me. I fa

eived today. I run down the stairs, tears bli

tracks when he sees my red, tear stained cheek

s the chance to answer. Thankfully, he doesn't call after me. I spot Sum

is pants and socks, running down the stairs calling after me. I have no time to make it to S

needed to see, or wanted to. I should have listened to Summer, or at least taken her

ush through the crowd of smokers until I reach the front lawn. I b

mi

ut when I look up and meet those warm

t of his body envelopes me, and I feel myself calming down almost instantly. I

ng a soothing hand through my hair and pressing my face to his

the cry of Everett, as he com

r!" he screams and comes c

pushes Everett in his chest when he comes at him, th

around them, and I see him start to lose his cool a little. I want to reach out and touch his hand

me, but that isn't to say if not provoked enough, Tristan will throw the first punch. Everett has been lucky so far, but s

Everett says, positioning himsel

I do, and I also think you need

once again. I see Tristan quickly but still calm as a deer pr

unches Everett square in the face, knocking him out instantly. He

now gathered. They don't know whether to be shocked,

f you even want to call that a fight. Everett di

out of the house as well, her eyes immediately lan

e hell h

*

ll Parker, to come and pick us up. I'm still not over the shock of discovering another

gaze on me the entire time. I respect that he doesn't invade my space, but at the same time

rker's truck when he gets there, but she surprises me when

h next to me, sitting so close his leg is touching mine. I feel jolts

is and rest my head against his shoulder, welcoming the waves of comfort that wash

st minutes after breaking up with my cheating boyfriend, but I

night's drama finally hits me, and I drift

er the events of last night. It comes rushing back to me in painful waves;

sta

usky scent that he always seems to carry. A smell I have come to secretly love. It's c

rts beating

Tristan

b dress from last night, but my shoes and jewelry have been removed. I look on the night stand ne

t of the bed and rush towards the door. I walk out of the bedroom, just as Trist

He is drying his hair with a towel, his face momentarily co

eat, I can barely fight it. He removes the towel from his face, and I reel back a little in shock when I see he has s

sible. I feel my mouth drop open at the sight of him, now not

sibly slept with. With a face and body like that, I can ima

e him their phone number right in front of me, but he had alw

d. How could

ng my thoughts apart. He walks closer t

nd shuffle away from the door, not able to look him in the eye. I can feel how red my

asks and moves closer, placing his hand on my forehead. My cheeks become enfl

st mine, the thin fabric of my dress barely doing justice. I feel m

ep brown eyes, telling me he wants me just as much as I want him

xperienced. Thinking that Everett isn't as experienced as it seems

Tristan in general will be mind-blowing, which then leads me to be fea

t to kiss him right now, however.

er to mine, stopping

is arms coming around to trap me against the

giving him permission. But he does

advantage of you in a possibly vulnerable state

how long has he wanted to kiss me? As long as I've

I say, hoping that is enough to convince hi

arch mine, seemin

eling his racing heart in his chest, and lift my lips t

n his ear, my hand trembling fro

my neck and dips his head down for our lips to meet. It feels like a

rustration, building in my stomach, that is

the strands and erupting soft grunts and moans from him. The sounds j

t against mine. I trail my hands down his neck, towards his chest, allowi

it is just as amazing as I imagined. I run my fingers down the ripples of

been missing out

Tristan. I have made out with Everett before, and we have do

n't imagine if Tristan were to tease me in anyway right now, even running his hand over th

e then I'm clinging to his arm, that is now firmly wrapped around me, the other still leaning

my fingers lightly over the marks, w

th spread from my toes through my body from the gesture

y are precious to them. I never found out if that is actually true, bu

his warmth with him. I walk towards the kitchen and sit on the co

bread, giving me a small shrug, as if

ggs, " I say, offeri

ut a few eggs. "Scr

it's out of the way. He will lean to the left side more while cooking, so his arm has to be in contact with my leg.

t for the fact that it has power, it just makes me feel special. I hope, deep d

I still get the sense that he holds a darker s

t with butter on another, setting them on the small two-seater

about him. But for some reason, I want to keep the mysterious allusion that seem

today?" I a

ead. "Parker closes

en. Summer loves going to his club, mainly because she gets free drinks, in exchange for

raining me this week, " he says. Jealousy flares in my st

to him, and unlike me, she hasn't jus

m from attacking yo

way he kissed me just confirms how much experience I suspect he has

to even think it over. I barely know anything about bartending, let alone th

spend more time with me?" he quirks

all, " I mutter,

eciate the help. Are you bust tomo

my plate to take to the sink. I take the opportunity to admire his chiseled ba

h and quickly look away before he catches me. My hormo

He lifts me up a little harder than expected, causing me to crash i

ng his eyes. I have seen this look a few times now, at the

me, it

rs, so faintly I'm not sure I hear hi

letting his lips linger a second before he

e asks, not turning back to me. I can help but feel a lit

cared a second ago?

to grab my shoes from the bedroom. When I turn back around, he is stan

that is the last thing I want righ

ter of seconds, he has switched my mood from disappointment to very ho

ever going to let you, " he ad

ain. I reach out and touch a hand to h

g to drop my tone to sound sexy. I see from t

t isn't go

speechless aft

k, but I'm cut off by someone knocking loudly at the fr

I hear Parker ask. Th

ea, smiling tensely at Parker, hoping he can't sense t

th his best friend, after breaking up with his cousin last night.

urn to Tristan. Parker senses my silent request for him to leave. "

I ask, cursing myself for ho

him to pull me against him, welcoming his warmth and the comfort o

sly attached to this

mush. I'm thankful for his arms wrapped around me, or else I would b

to his lips, not being able to help myself and giving in to the temptation. He is sur

an chuckle behind me as I swing the door open and rush down the stairs, meeting P

now there's no way he can't sense the attraction between Tristan and I, like Summer di

aid eyes on each other. I don't want to deny it anymore. Now that I've realized the

ristan is the first and only person I have felt that with. The feeli

ht with our relationship, the minute I felt this connection with Tristan, and realized I

ng himself to say whatever it is he has been co

me, I'm kind of glad you finally found out. I didn't want what we were saying to be true,

me, regardless." I give him a smile

hat said, I also want to warn you. About

about wha

ys. He's been through a lot of shit, and it isn't my story to tell, but it's a pretty messed up story. There's a lo

more. "I don't under

looking very conflic

ew of him, and that you will never spill a word to Summer, " he

pinky pr

and he thinks I don't know where he's been, but if you read the newspaper

e was

ity, and he didn't walk out of it the same care-free person I knew him to be. If you want to in

y sense, but something tells me I al

e crowds and constant anxiety around noise. I have always known there

gger story behind just who Trist

sound, I might not want to