Capítulo 6: Jealously is Colored a Dark and Unfeeling Green
William held the door open for me and yanked the book from my arms as I tried to scoot past him. I swiveled around, sticking my face quite close to his. You can't just take a girl's book! I glared at him, anger gracing my delicate features.
"If the Director sees you with it, she'll take it away. If I have it, she'll think it's mine." I knew he was right. Without a word, I sulked back inside, William chuckling quietly. It was highly annoying being treated as a prisoner. Not being allowed to read, being monitored at all hours of the day, being tortured in a dark basement. Though I did try to run away. Again. Understandably, lock down was just a normal thing now. And I had been tortured for most of my life. Man, that's pretty sad.
We reached the distribution room quicker than I expected and the guards at the entrance stared as we passed through. Still sulking, I lagged behind William as he spoke with the Director. She issued him a duffel bag full of new clothes and, to my surprise, granted full library access to both of us. He also asked for his own dresser, which she blatantly denied. I guess watching over me had some good perks, yet he still couldn't have everything he wanted. I kicked at the ground with my foot to keep busy while they talked military. How annoying. Hurry up already. Looking around the room, I found that the usually blank walls now had different sorts of maps on them. Including blueprints of the compound. Eyes wide at the treasure trove, I made a mental note to come back for it later. When they were finished with their business, we walked back to the stairwell.
William stopped me just before the first flight of stairs and handed me my book. It had a library ticket sticking out of the top.
"Now you won't get in trouble if you want to read something." His gesture was touching. I was actually left speechless for once. Running my fingers over the laminated edge of my small taste of freedom, I whispered a small thank you and continued up the stairs.
I got to the third flight before I realized he wasn't behind me anymore. Walking back down a flight, I stopped in my tracks. Voices floated up through the stairway. I shouldn't listen in. It's none of my business... I thought, pausing on the landing. I should have just turned around and kept going, but my pulse was racing in my ears. Something was wrong and I didn't know what. My curiosity got the better of me so instead of leaving like I should have, I crept closer so I could see everything.
On the first-floor landing, the redhead from before had her arms up on William's shoulders, a hand tangled in his hair. His arms were wrapped around her tightly. I watched one of his arms travel down her back and grab something that turned my face bright red with shame! I couldn't see either of their faces but I could guess that he was kissing her. Then his head went a little lower until it reached her neck and hers fell back, a small moan escaping her mouth.
Disgusted, I stood and ran up the stairs taking them two at a time. I fled to my room and slammed the door, pacing back and forth between his bed and my own. My body felt like it was on fire, face flaring more and more red until finally, my anger bubbled over and I dragged his bed outside of my room using all of my energy. When it was finally in the hallway, I went back in and locked the door.
I knew he was a pig, but why did his actions hurt my feelings? My confusion internalized my anger against myself and I leaned against the door, sliding all the way down it until I reached the floor. Is this what having emotions all the time is like? How exhausting! I pushed myself up and went into the bathroom, running another shower. I stripped to my underclothes quickly, not bothering to undress completely and not waiting for it to warm up. I just wanted to be in my safe place, and sit on the floor while I processed how I currently felt. 20 minutes flew by as I stayed under the warm spray of water. I closed my eyes and leaned my head against the shower wall. I didn't hear him enter the bathroom over the water. That is, until he pounded his fist against the glass. My eyes shot open to see him standing outside the glass door with rage written clearly over his handsome features. Heart racing, I stood to face him.
"Do you need something?" I called over the water. His jaw flexed as he contemplated what to do. He stood silently for a moment staring at me, before he ripped the shower door open and stepped inside, clothes and all. I backed up against the wall putting as much distance between us as I could. He came closer until he was almost pressed against me chest to chest. He leaned in until our faces were almost touching. My heart was pounding in my ears now.
"I'm here to stay." He growled. "That means I'm sleeping here until ordered otherwise."
"Go sleep with your whore." I spat. He recoiled and looked at me like I had slapped him. I smirked.
"I saw you guys. Have fun with that." I said. I tried to slip past him to get out from underneath the water, but he put his arms up by my face and blocked me in. Now he was smirking at my shocked expression.
"Are you jealous?" He whispered. Jealous?! No, I couldn't be! I don't have emotions other than anger and sadness! I shook my head. But if I wasn't, why would I have behaved the way I had?
"I'm sure you wish I was jealous." I retorted. He came closer and once again my back was against the wall.
"Well I have you in a vulnerable state. You're sitting in a shower in your clothes. Obviously it bothered you a bit. So now I'm here, and I could do anything you wanted. But the real question is whether there is something you want from me." He murmured, bringing his face close to my neck. His breath tickled my ear, raising goosebumps down my arm. I stared at the floor embarrassed and ashamed, my face as red as a tomato. He pulled back a bit and lifted my face with his fingers.
"I only kissed her so I could ask her to sneak you up new clothes. My request to the Director was blatantly denied. So, I used some charm and got that girl to give me more tickets. I'm sorry I upset you." He said quietly. I refused to meet his eyes. Then he backed away and walked out of the shower. I stood there staring at the ground before turning the water off and walking out as well.
"Let me get you a towel. Stay here." I said. I quickly wrapped myself in my own towel and went to my dresser to grab him an extra. As I came back into the bathroom, I found him stuck with his shirt half over his head. The water had made it sticky and uncooperative.
"Help!" He yelped from inside the fabric. I chuckled and moved to his side, pulling the shirt up and over his head and arms. It was then that I realized how close we were, our faces mere inches from each other. He looked down at me, taking me in as if he were seeing me clearly for the first time. We stayed like that for a moment before he cleared his throat. The noise broke me out of my daze and I shoved the towel into his chest. He flashed me a lopsided smile and I walked out quickly, sitting on my bed. I could see him stripping and drying off in the corner of my eyes. So... I peeked at him.
His body was hard and muscular, fit from running and exercising. He was tan too. Very pretty. Heat crept back into my cheeks and I pulled my knees to my chest, burying my face.
He closed the door for a moment before emerging in just a towel around his waist. I gazed at him from my bed, his long legs sauntering over to my dresser. He opened the top drawer and my face reddened further. He turned slightly towards me with a smirk, holding up a pair of my underwear.
"Don't rifle through that! Those are not for your eyes!" I squealed and dove off the bed, trying to take them from him. He laughed and held them high above my head. He was at least six inches taller than me so I had to jump to try and take them from him. They weren't even anything special so why was he teasing me?! I jumped towards him once more, in a last ditch effort to pry my unmentionables from his fingers.
I didn't think this through. I should have thought this through!
As soon as I jumped, my towel came off and I knocked into William who, big surprise, lost his towel too. This wouldn't have been a problem of we weren't both in our underclothes, my body still wet from showering with them on. He lurched forward, pinning me between him and the dresser. His body pressed against me deliciously, lips under an inch from mine. If I moved just a little closer... I could taste him... His eyes closed and he leaned in slowly. I closed mine too and took a shaky breath, both of us preparing for what might happen. I imagine his face was as red as mine as we leaned in, lips just brushing. A knock came from the door, startling us both. William leapt away from me, breathing hard.
"Uh oh." He chuckled.
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