PART ONE.

I laid there quietly, the sound of my cell being opened had caused me to freeze up. Did they come to take me away? A firm hand touched my shoulder and, letting out a soft whimper, I closed my eyes. "Abby?"  My body relaxed as I let out a sigh. Kit...just Kit. My bed creaked under his weight as he found a place laying beside me, his chest pressed against my back. "W- what are you doing in here? We'll get in trouble." I hissed softly, trying to focus on my words and not his warm body. "I needed to see you. Ever since-" "Since what? I caught you kissing Grace?" I interrupted him, and my voice cracked at the end. He let out a sigh, "I deserve this I...I'm such an asshole." I stayed quiet, not wanting to forgive him. "Abby please, just let me explain." he pleaded, his voice strained. "Explain what exactly? Why you hurt me?" I snapped harshly, gritting my teeth. "That kissing her was a big mistake. It should have...it should have been you, Abby." I was stunned by his words. It should have been me? "What do you mean?" His hand moved from my shoulder to my waist, where he gently squeezed. "I think you know." He murmured softly, his warm breath hitting the back of my neck which caused me to shiver. I gulped as he pressed closer, his lips lightly touching the bare skin of my shoulder. "Kit, I-" I gasped as he kissed my neck, his teeth softly scraping over my skin. My body jerked at this action, connecting with his lower half, which earned a moan from said person. "God, Abby. You have no clue." he whispered against my neck before tightening his grip on my hip. "D- do that again? Please." he begged, and I could only obey, grinding against him once more. "Oh," he whimpered shakily, moving against me. He suddenly stopped, and I was just about to question him when he spoke. "Abby, I've wanted this for so long. Do you...want this? If not tell me now, I won't be able to stop later on." he seemed nervous as he said this, and deep down I knew wanted him as well. "Yes..."

TO BE CONTINUED..