Chapter 51
“I heard you are going to varsity and that you are moving away with Ann and her family?” Deacon questioned.
“Well, Ann and I are going to stay on campus but, yeah, I am moving with them,” Jessica said.
“I am sorry for ruining your final year of school and your first year of being a supernatural and all,” Deacon said, reaching out without thinking and taking her hand.
“Sorry,” he said and dropped her hand but it was already too late. Him touching her send sparks through both of them.
“I will never be the same,” Jessica said, taking his hand, and plaiting her fingers into his. “It hurts when you are with Emily.”
“It won't happen again,” Deacon said.
“I will never claim you back. I won’t stop you from being with her and I will try to keep my pain to myself,” Jessica said, her eyes on their hands.
***
‘Oh, my word, look,’ Jovita mind linked Juno, that was right next to her.
‘God, please let them just kiss,’ Juno prayed as they held their breath, not realizing that Wynn and Mrs. Wangberg along with Mr. Odnrink were looking on, everyone holding their breath, hoping for the same.
Everyone watched as Deacon placed his free hand on Jessica’s cheek and lowered his head. With great disappointment, Jessica pulled away and gave Deacon a sad look before leaving the building.
Deacon noticed everyone from afar as they all let out a disappointed breath.
‘I tried, ok,’ Deacon mind linked them all in anger. Deacon stormed out of the building.
“I should go after him,” Wynn said and ran off.
“Trust Deacon to ruin my love life,” Mrs. Wangberg exclaimed.
“No way? You and Wynn?” Mr. Ondrink questioned.
“Don’t be so shocked,” she laughed and walked off.
“You look disappointed,” Juno questioned, wondering if Mr. Ondrink had the hots for Mrs. Wangberg.
“Not at all,” Mr. Ondrink said. It was not that he liked Mrs. Ondrink, it was that he expected more of Wynn, still not able to put his finger on it but always felt Wynn’s aura as mighty.
“I have two very long and difficult spells to prepare for. Enjoy the prom tonight,” Mr. Ondrink said and walked off.
“One last quicky in a classroom?” Jovita suggested with a smile on her face.
“Absolutely,” Juno said, and pulled her into the nearest classroom.
***
“Safe me a dance tonight?” Paris asked when he stopped in front of Ann’s house.
“Sure,” Ann said and got out of his car. She really wanted to kiss him, but she knew she had to be strong. ‘One day, I will meet the right guy. This relationship has too many bad memories already,’ she thought as she walked into her house.
Paris drove to the compound where there were Shysie was waiting for him.
“I saw you leaving with Ann,” Shysie said, sounding jealous.
“And your problem?” Paris asked with a warning look.
“No problem. Everything ok?” Shysie asked, knowing better than to complain, doing her best not to show her jealousy or to be possessive over Paris as their relationship started to take a step in the right direction again.
“Stop trying,” Paris said and walked past Michael’s room, overhearing a heated argument between Michael and Soroya.
“What did I do wrong? You can take another girlfriend. You know I don’t mind,” Soroya pleaded.
Paris felt sorry for her, knowing it was all his fault for bringing her. He proceeded to his own room and locked his door. He studied his tuxedo, brushing his palm over it. ‘Can't wait to dance with Ann tonight. Soon we will be together again,’ he thought. Paris already enrolled in night classes at the same varsity that Ann and Jessica were going to and knew he will run into her again since they will be staying on campus.
***
Later that night, prom was already one song deep, with no sign of Ann or Jessica.
Ami and Eero got to chaperone and were slow dancing.
“You look like an angel,” Eero whispered in her ear.
“And you, the most handsome guy around,” Ami said with her arms around his neck.
“Looking forward to varsity?” Eero asked.
“I am and you?” Ami smiled up at him.
“I look forward to anywhere you are,” Eero said and kissed her.
The next song came up and with that Ann and Jessica entered the ballroom, both wearing white dresses that were fitted at the top with a heart-shaped, strapless bodice that met at the waist and a wide skirt that fell straight down because they wore it without the hoop skirt required to make it stand wide. The dresses went into an ombre-shaded color. Ann’s dress was a dark purple at the bottom and that ran up into white and Jessica’s was a dark blue.
Deacon’s heart skipped a beat at the sight of her. Without thinking, he walked over to her and held out his hand to her. “May I have this dance?”
Everyone was holding their breath, looking at them.
“I kind of promised the first dance to my bestie,” Jessica said, and took Ann’s hand.
“I will take the second,” Ann was quick to respond.
Jessica took his hand and allowed him to walk her to the dance floor. Deacon spun around into his arms and Jessica felt herself melt in his arms.
Ann smiled, feeling at peace, happy that her best friend was at the prom. Ann breathed a sigh of relief and just as she was about to step forward, Micheal was in front of her, looking as handsome as ever. “May I have this dance?”
“Where is Soroya?” Ann asked, hesitantly taking his hand.
“Crying at home. We broke up,” Micheal said, walking her to the dance floor.
Ann looked at him, studying his face. ‘He has no idea how much pain he is causing,’ Ann thought and pulled away from him.
“I actually want to dance with someone else,” she said and search around for Paris, fearing if she does not act now she will lose him for good this time now that Soroya was single again and needed a shoulder to cry on.
Ann’s eyes fell on Paris who was dancing with Shysie. Paris felt a tap on his shoulder and looked over his shoulder at Wynn.
“I think Ann needs a dance partner,” Wynn said, and held his hand out to Shysie.
“You are supposed to be on my side,” Shysie said stubbornly and took his hand.
“It is their last night,” Wynn reminded her and spun her away.
Paris’s world disappeared around him as his eyes locked on Ann. It felt like his world came to a standstill as he watched her walk over to him. Ann wrapped her arms around his neck. “I choose you.”
Paris wrapped his arms around her and kissed her deeply. They kissed for the longest moment.
‘Enjoy it, it will be the last time,’ Micheal thought and left the prom.
After the song, Ann pulled Paris away. “Come with me.”
“Where are we going?” Paris asked.
“You will see,” Ann chuckled.
“The pool?” Paris questioned when they walked in. Ann shut the doors and locked them.
“I love you,” Ann said before kissing him. While kissing him, she pulled his jacket off.
They stopped kissing and Paris looked into her eyes as he reached for the back of her dress to unzip it. “You look absolutely beautiful tonight,” he said, his voice hoarse. Her dress dropped to the floor. Paris traced his finger around her cleavage that was in a strapless bra. Ann reached for the front of the bra and unclipped it, making it drop to the floor, where her dress was around her feet.
Paris showered her body with wet kisses until his hands reached her high-heeled sandals that had straps adorned with shining stones, looking like diamonds. ‘You next pair will have real diamonds,’ he thought of all the money he had that he will spend it all on her.
He took one shoe after the other, helping her to step out of the dress. Ann walked to the pool and climbed in, using the steps as she didn’t want to mess up her hair and makeup. She watched as Paris walked over, undressing.
Unlike Ann, he dived into the pool and surfaced again in front of her. Ann cooped his face and kissed him while he took off her j-string. He pressed her again the wall of the pool and took her hands and put them to her side, out of the pool. “Hold on,” he told her as he kissed her on her neck, his hands on his body, slipping down to her rear end. Paris mouthed a nipple before making his way underwater, putting her legs around his neck as he mouthed her sweet spot, making her moan. He felt Ann shake in pleasure and made his way up to her mouth again.
“I want to go all the way. I want you to be my first, last, my only,” Ann said against his mouth, warping her legs around his waist.
“Do you want me to bite you to make the pain bearable?” Paris offered.
“No. I want to feel every moment,” Ann assured him and kissed him again, warping her arms around him.
Paris held her gaze as he took hold of his erection and pressed it at her entrance. He saw the flinch in her eyes and proceeded slowly, their eyes staying on each other.
While making slow love to her, he had his thumb on her sweet spot and brought Ann to climax, despite the pain of losing her virginity. “I love you,” Paris said after climaxing, wrapping his arms tightly around her. “Remember me in your dreams,” Paris whispered, compelling her in the hope that Mr. Ondrink will miss it.
