Chapter 14

Amanda Pov.
Why is it that from the first kiss with Ron I started to feel something strange about him? I don't know how to explain the feeling because it's not something I've felt before. It's weird in a good way. When I'm around him it takes my breath away and I end up doing things I've never done before. For example...Let me initiate the kiss. Even if it was only something like a peck, it was enough to be taken as an invitation to a passionate kiss.
To then tell me that we can't continue like this... What did I think? That he will want to form a couple...?
How stupid are you, Amanda?
The music is pounding in my ears and I'm drinking I don't know how many glasses of margarita. I think it's the fifth glass. Or is it the sixth? What does it matter...I drink because I want to forget many things. One of them would be the kiss with Ron...and maybe I want to forget the fact that I found out that Ron was breaking heads mercilessly.
Josh texted me saying he was in the hospital because of Ron. Of course I didn't believe him at first but when I got a video from him where I could see Ron quite clearly beating up Josh…
I realized that I don't know Ron at all and all I know about him is what he wanted me to know.
I needed a break from it all so I packed up and left before Ron or anyone else showed up at the cabin. In the meantime, my phone died, but that's okay. At least that way Ron won't be able to find me.
A rather nice guy asks me to dance and I immediately accept. To hell with everything. I came to the club to forget everything so why not dance a little?
The guy puts his hands on my waist and I sway to the rhythm of the music forgetting everything. Now I know why people drink. The feeling that alcohol gives you...Fabulous.
I want to put my arms around the neck of the guy I was dancing with, but I see him take a scared step back like he's staring death in the eye.
Am I really that unattractive?
I'm about to scream when someone behind me grabs my hand and pulls me through the crowd of young men dancing, but I realize it's Ron pulling me out of the club and I feel myself getting angry.
How dare he interrupt my fun?
-We're going home right now. He says more like an order, and I burst out laughing.
I don't think I'll drink after tonight.
-Be careful, people. I say amused to the people who are outside for a cigarette. He's the boss. Ron. The man who initiates a kiss because of a game, then tells me it's better to stay friends, and the next day he kisses you again just to tell you we shouldn't continue like this.
I laugh again after I finish talking and almost lose my balance but manage to stay on my feet. Ron runs his hands through his hair, nervous, and I pinch his cheek.
-Do not get angry. I've already accepted the idea that we won't be a couple and I've come to the conclusion that I can survive without your soft lips that kissed me with such passion as I've never been kissed before. I will survive. I guess…
-Amanda...
-Ron. I say imitating him and earn a frown from him.
- Ok... Come on. He says and grabs my hand to lead me to his car, but after a few steps I manage to pull my hand out of his grip.
-Why did you do that, Ron? I ask him, feeling my eyes fill with tears.
As if a few seconds ago I was laughing out loud...How come I'm crying now? Alcohol...changes you.
-What?
-Josh.
Ron seems to freeze in place knowing what I mean without giving any more details.
-Amanda, I...
- I told you that I don't want you to have problems because of me. Why did you do it?
He lets his shoulders drop, looking at me with such love—or maybe it's just because of the alcohol—that I feel like I'm melting right under his eyes.
-Amanda...My sweet Amanda...He says approaching me and taking my face in his hands. You should know by now that I would do anything for you. I would gladly walk the paths of hell if you asked me to.
- I know... It's just that Josh's father wants to file a lawsuit against you.
-I do not care.
-But I care. I don't want to see you behind bars.
-You won't see me. He says almost in a whisper kissing my forehead briefly.
-Josh's father is a very influential man. I'm afraid that…
- Don't be afraid of anything, my sweet Amanda. No one will take me away from you.
I try to fight back the tears that threaten to fall, but one makes its way down my cheek, and Ron wipes it away with his thumb, then caresses my cheek gently.
-I'm sorry I left the cabin like that, but the fact that you put Josh in the hospital scared me. I felt the need to run away. Plus this…
-What?
Lucky for me, I'm drunk enough to call a spade a spade, and if tomorrow morning I'm embarrassed by what I said, I can blame it on the booze.
- I don't understand you at all. You kiss me then tell me we can't go on.
A small smile appears on Ron's face and I frown. There's nothing funny about what I'm saying.
- I didn't mean that we can't continue kissing. I meant that if we continued doing this at that point, I would have made you mine right there in front of everyone.
I blush as soon as he finishes speaking and a hot sensation sweeps through my body.
I'm starting to think maybe I wanted to see how far I could go.
-Oh…
-Ahem...You said you were afraid of me when you saw what I did to Josh. He says looking me in the eyes and I nod. Are you still afraid of me now?
-After I had enough time to digest the information...No, I'm not afraid of you anymore.
His smile widens and he grabs my hand, this time more gently.
-Let's get out of here.