Secrets (Swept Saga)

by Nyx, Becca Lee

  I asked her to get on it again, but she simply refused. She said something about breaking her neck and not wanting to die. Much to her horror I laughed at her, jumped on the skateboard and took it down the ramp. I saw her mouth hang open in terror as she watched me ride by and pull a trick. When I came back she seemed relieved that I survived the ordeal, and asked me how I’ve managed to not die. I simply replied that I’m not made of glass and then told her about my numerous broken bones. I wasn’t surprised when she told me that she has never broken a bone. I concluded that she needs to live more. I want to take her sky diving. I wonder what her reaction will be. I hope she likes it.

  I’ve only been skydiving a few times in my life and it has to be one of the best experiences ever. There nothing like the white noise of the air rushing around you as you hurl to the ground at a near impossible speed. The adrenaline rush and the split second fear that hits right before you pull the cord for your chute is insane. And then there’s relief as the parachute opens and you stop falling and start drifting slowly to the ground. Too soon it’s all over, your feet hit the ground, and it almost feels foreign compared to hanging in midair. It only makes me want to do it all over again. If I could wish for one super power it would be the ability to fly. To be one with the clouds, sky and see everything from above at all times would be amazing. I often dream that I have that ability, only to wake up with the limits of gravity. I find myself feeling depressed and struggle to cheer up the rest of the day.

  There’s only two other things that make me feel as good as when I sky dive and that’s spending time with Caden and Crystal. Caden is such a good kid. He has a good heart and wants to do right. He stays out of trouble, but he gets picked on a lot at school and he has low self-esteem. I try my best to make the most of my time with him and build him up. I want him to see himself for the great kid that he really is and stop believing the lies that everyone keeps feeding him. He finally got the cast off his arm, and he was so excited. He was so excited that he showed the doctor how he was able to write with his right hand. He’s had to have some physical therapy though to combat his weak muscles from all that time in the cast, but he hasn’t let that slow him down. We’ve been skateboarding, bike riding, and rock climbing. I made sure he was extra careful and didn’t push himself too hard.

  I’ve been thinking about letting Crystal meet him, but I’m not entirely sure if it’s a good idea. I’ve let her into my life, and I’ve told her about my past, but I’m not sure if I’m ready for her to see the kind of work I do. I love her and I want her to be in my life but there’s a part of me that isn’t ready to let her into that part just yet. I think what I would need from her is a choice. I want to know that she feels about me the way I feel about her. I want her to truly be mine one hundred percent instead of sneaking around all the time and scheduling our lives around Ryan’s constant demands.

  I do see it sometimes from time to time, it will be a stolen glance, a nuzzle of the neck, or the way she moves around me. I can feel from her that she does care and she does love me, but she hasn’t admitted it to herself. It’s almost as if she’s scared to admit that she’s in love. I don’t know where that fear comes from but I can tell she’s not ready to explore it. I want her to realize on her own how she cares about me, and while her indecision drives me crazy, I am not in a hurry to make her choose. I refuse to be like Ryan. I will not force her.

  There are times that I wake up suddenly in the night because I hear her voice tell me that she’s chosen Ryan. She wants to be with him and has no room for me in her life anymore. In those dreadful moments I feel like my heart has stopped and a deep sickening pain has taken its place. It’s hard to breathe, and my eyes hurt from trying to keep the tears away. In those moments I grab my phone and pull up a picture of her smiling face. A smile that was just for me and me alone. I know because Ryan was nowhere near the day that picture was taken. It’s what I would consider the perfect day.

  Ryan was off working or something, I really don’t care about him other than the fact that he didn’t contact Crystal and she didn’t talk about him; at all. I decided to take her on Dragon Head’s trail. I entertained her with the story about the Prince slaying the dragon to free his only love. Of course she didn’t believe the story, but she liked it all the same.

  We walked hand in hand down the path. The leaves were in the height of the fall change and showed off their brilliant reds, oranges, and yellows. Squirrels scampered across the path searching for acorns and birds fluttered from tree to tree and chirped at us with their sweet tunes. There was just enough chill in the air that I doubted we would come across any snakes.

  Crystal and I filled the time by chatting or just enjoyed the scenery around us. We were getting close to the cave at the end of the trail when clouds began to gather, and it was getting darker. A wind began to pick up and it whipped and whirled around us. Crystal gave me a worried look, but I wasn’t worried at all. If we got caught in a sudden rain storm, the cave would provide plenty of shelter.

  As sure as the clouds gathered sprinkles fell and tickled our faces. Soon the droplets became bigger and began to fall more frequently. Crystal looked more worried. The sky lit up with a flash of lighting and thunder boomed so loud that it felt as if the ground was shaking. As if on cue the downpour began.

  I pulled Crystal forward, faster and faster until we were running along the path. By the time we reached the cave we were both soaked. Crystal shivered under her soggy clothes and I pulled her close to me hoping that I could warm her with the heat of my body. She shivered and shook, her teeth clattered and I knew this was a time for desperate measures. “You’re going to have to take your clothes off.” I told her.

  “I-I d-d-don’t s-s-see how-w-w th-that w-w-would help.”

  “Believe me it would, your clothes are wet and with the wind blowing it only makes you colder. You know how an air conditioner works, right?”

  “W-what d-d-does an air con-con-condition h-h-have to do w-w-with th-this?”

  “I thought you would know this one.” I answered honestly surprised. “Anyway the idea is that the air is compressed through a coolant and comes out cold through the vent. In this case your clothes are covered in coolant, the water and the air blows through them and cold air reaches your skin and makes you cold…er” I finished, and stared as Crystal stripped her clothes off. It didn’t take much to convince her. I didn’t want her to feel out of place so I took off my clothes too. She left her bra and panties on and that was fine with me. I decided to not make her feel too uncomfortable by leaving my boxers on. I found a semi soft place on the floor of the cave that was covered by leaves and offered my lap to Crystal who was still shivering but not as much.

  I stared at her wet hair. It made her look exotic and wild. I loved seeing her with wet hair, because she looked like she could take on anything with pure primal instinct and make it submit to her will. “Crystal, do you know just how beautiful you are?” I asked her. She gave me a soft smile, “I doubt I’m all that pretty.”

  “Well that would be where you’re wrong.”

  “Please, I have one breast that is bigger than the other. I have this huge black mole on my right butt cheek, I have horrible Sasquatch feet, and my ears stick out.”

  “Hey, don’t say that, that’s my girl that you’re talking about. Besides, your breasts are perfect.” And to prove it I took off her bra. “See how nice and round they both are? They are full, perky and perfect. I bet you any man would fall to their knees to be in the presence of their glory. And that mole on your butt cheek, it just means that an angle thought your ass was so beautiful he decided to give it a kiss of approval. But these Sasquatch feet that you speak of? I have seen no such thing, instead I see two beautiful well balanced platforms for a woman who is going places in life and is going to change things in her wake. They hold you firm to the ground, and move your body towards your goals. Your ears are the holder of your hair, and the speaker for all the things you want to hear, they only stic
k out because they hear the things that other people miss, they carry to you the secrets of your success hidden between the words of everyone’s voices. You’re able to hear the truth with those ears, and I speak it to you right now, you my dear are entirely perfect.”

  She stared at me unable to speak, but her eyes said it all. She heard me and she believed me, an act that is carried out by her lips meeting mine as she kissed me with such heat and passion, that I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to control myself. I matched her enthusiasm and swirled my tongue inside her mouth. She returned the favor, and started licking and kissing my body. My dick was hard in anticipation of feeling her warm wet mouth on my cock. She wasted no time in revealing my shaft. She flicked her tongue around the tip, and then she engulfed it, swallowing it whole as she sucked and bobbed her head.

  I couldn’t help but to thrust my hips into her my body wanting more. She picked up speed and sucked with such force. I’m in pure ecstasy and I’m about to unload into her mouth. I stopped her just before though. My breath was ragged when I drew her face up to mine and kissed her. I reached down to her pussy and rubbed her over her panties. They were soaked with her juices and I couldn’t wait to taste them on my fingers and smell her essence. I pulled her panties down, cupped her cleft, and slid my fingers inside of her wet and waiting pussy. She spread her legs to make it easier to maneuver my hand around and I worked on rubbing her nub and sliding my fingers in and out of her.

  I watched her face as she moaned and her body squirmed beneath me. “I want your cock inside of me” she said between breaths. My dick was hard and ready to go, but I wasn’t ready yet to give her what she wants. She was enjoying this and I wanted her to enjoy it just a little bit more.

  “Oh God, Gabriel, I want you inside of me I need you inside of me. Fuck me.” She moaned. I worked her pussy faster bringing her to the brink. I could feel her pussy start to clench, then I pulled my hand away. Her eyes popped open and she looked at me with hunger. I laid her down on the leafy floor of the cave; our bodies are warm from our shared pleasure. I grabbed a condom out of my pants and rolled it onto my dick.

  I guided my cock into her entrance and slid in and out of her. She threw her head back and bucked her hips as I teased her. I took my cock out, rubbed it on her clit, then slid it back in. She moaned and I quickened the pace. I thrust so hard into her that my balls slapped against her ass. The only sounds that I heard were the rain outside, Crystal’s gasps and moans, and the sound of our sex. I watched Crystal’s face her eyes are closed, her mouth it opens and little noises escaped her it as I continued to bring her pleasure.

  I felt her pussy clench around my dick and her moans got louder. I knew she was about to come and I wanted to come with her. I kept up the rhythm and her moans turned into screams as I brought her to a climax. Hearing her voice was all it took to send me over and I grunted her name as I found my release. I lay down next to her and held her in my arms. I traced my hand across her body. Crystal was no longer cold and I was happy I could warm her up.

  Just as suddenly as the storm came, the clouds cleared up and revealed bright sunshine in its wake. The birds came back out singing their songs, and Crystal and I gathered our clothes and put them on. They were still wet, but this time we weren’t freezing. I asked her to stand in the opening of the cave and I took a picture of her; forever capturing the memory and satisfied smile on her face. Then we stepped through the opening of the cave and looked out over the horizon. A bright rainbow arched across the woods up to the sky. “Have you ever wanted to chase a rainbow to the end?” She asked me.

  “I have.” I answered. It had always been something I’ve wanted to do, but I was always busy doing something else when there’s been a rainbow in the sky and didn’t have the time to chase it.

  “Want to see what we find at the end of the rainbow?” She asked.

  “I do, but I can’t say I’m looking forward to an Irish leprechaun, although I wouldn’t protest his pot of gold.”

  “What do you have against leprechauns?”

  “They terrify me.”

  “What?”

  “It’s true. I have nightmares that they pop out from underneath my bed, club me over the head and I wake up in a pot over a fire, and I’m not able to escape. Somehow I watch as they turn my body into a stew and eat me.” I shuddered.

  “Remind me to never again ask you about your dreams. That’s really messed up.”

  “Don’t you ever have nightmares?”

  “I do, but I don’t remember them.”

  “Oh c’mon, I’m sure you remember something you’ve dreamed about that scares you.”

  She took a deep breath then said, “The only nightmares that I’ve had lately is that you leave me for someone else.”

  “Crystal, you know that will never happen. I’ll never leave you. I’ll always be here no matter what.”

  “I know that, but I still wake up in cold sweat because you’re gone and I can’t find you.”

  “Well it’s a dream and I’m here right now and I’m telling you I won’t go away.” I pulled her in for a hug, and then we continued our walk into the woods towards the rainbow.

  We never did get to it. We went towards the spot that we thought we saw it end but it had already disappeared as all rainbows do. No leprechauns and no pot of gold, but Crystal and I had a great time going after something both of us have wanted to do.

  By the time Crystal and I made it back to my motorcycle our clothes were dry, and we rode off towards Bates. I was reluctant for the day to end, but it had to. As the saying goes, all good things come to an end. I just wish I could take that day with Crystal and relive it over and over. She was so relaxed, so friendly and nothing got between us. I saw for one of the first times what it would be like to be with her uninterrupted.

  When I got back to my room, I grabbed my laptop and pulled up my blog. I checked the fundraiser and found that I had all the money that I needed to put a good down payment on the building that I wanted. I was so excited and updated about it.

  The next day I saw Crystal after she had a date with Ryan. She asked me to stay the night and how could I say no. I felt bad leaving her like I did, but Ryan was planning to see her and I didn’t want to be around when he showed up. Besides, I had to call up the owners of the building and see if we could come to some arrangement.

  I pulled out my phone and found the number in my address book. I wanted to meet them in person. I clicked on the number and the phone rang on the other end. I counted the rings and I felt like my stomach was in knots. I could barely believe this was happening. Finally, I was making my dreams come true.

  After what seemed like forever a voice answered on the other end of the phone. I asked if I could arrange a meeting, and once I said what it was regarding my heart sank at the reply. The building was bought the day before, they wouldn’t say who but they apologized. After all this time and all this money so many people have put into my dream I feel crushed. How am I going to explain this to my supporters? I don’t want to disappoint them as much as I am but they deserve to know the truth. The only way to keep them on board with me is to be honest. It’s what they count on and it’s the kind of person I am.

  The only thing I can do now is find a new place to buy and I’m not sure how easy that will be. I’ll have to search around the area for a building in just the right place. I want it to be in an area that’s easy to get to, and not so far into that area that safety becomes a concern.

  If I’m going to follow through on my plan I’m going to have to search out the area for myself. I hopped on my bike and rode off into the neighborhood. I passed by the building I originally wanted with a sad glance. I wanted it to be mine so bad. But if there’s one thing I learned it’s to never give up even when the odds are against you. I circled my bike around and pegged out a few buildings that could work. I wrote down the addresses and phone numbers, and then I rode back to my dorm.

  Once I was there I updated my blog and explained my fai
lure and gave my plan of action. I explained that the money would stay where it was until a new building is found. Shortly after I posted my phone rang. I answered and a voice on the other end told me that they heard I wanted their building. I listened to them talk and nearly fall over when they offered to sell it to me at nearly double to cost. For the area it’s overkill, but the location was perfect for what I want. I told him that I’ll need some time to think it over and hung up. What do I do now? I didn’t have that kind of money, I could raise it, but I could find something else for a cheaper price. It all comes down to how much I want that building and what I was willing to do to accomplish my dreams. It was something I would have to think about I didn’t want to make any rash decisions.

  Chapter Eleven

  Grades

  Gabriel

  I haven’t had as much time for Crystal as I would like. The tests for Finals have been brutal. Between studying, raising funds on my blog and Caden, I’ve been busy. I mentioned a building that was I looking at on my blog, and when I called the owners to look into it, it was already purchased. This is twice now that I’ve been bought out of a place just before I’ve made an offer. It’s not right and it makes me angry. I want my readers to know exactly what their money is going to fund, but maybe I should be more secretive about it. I feel like I have an enemy who’s after me trying to put me down and not let me win. This building is important to me for more than one reason. Not only do I want to provide a place for the neighborhood kids to hang out, but I plan to move into the building and bring my brother, Michael as well.