SAGE

Chapter 12

Sage Miller

A storm was brewing, the clouds were becoming darker and darker.

There was beauty in a storm, the beauty that only a few could ever understand.

I inhaled the air. I've always loved stormy nights, I've always loved the destruction it bought, there's this

dysfunction aura about storms that I likes.

My phone vibrated in my pocket. I got up and sat upright. I took the phone out of my pocket.

Eve had texted me an address of a club to meet her tomorrow.

I've barely seen her since the other day we had brunch. She's been spending time with her new family

and I'm happy she is getting to know all of them. Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Inviting a minor to a nightclub. What kind of role model are you? - S

I texted her back.

You barely look like a minor and besides I know you have a fake ID - E

And indeed I do have one. Another text appeared before I could reply.

Zac will be there with a few other people. - E

I'll be there. - S

All her life she had to be responsible. She always had to watch everything she did because she never

wanted to mess up or piss off Clara, we lived our lives in fear for the next outburst from Clara.

It's pure joy to me that we get to enjoy the rest of our lives without the threat of Clara. She out of our

lives for good.

I looked down at my phone that was still in my hands. My thump hovered over Alora's name, wondering

if I should call her and apologize

I was out of line with her. It shouldn't matter if she has a boyfriend or not because that was our

agreement. We are casual and it's not like I don't sleep with other girls.

Amd we always said no jealousy, no feelings and no strings attached.

I finally decided to call her. The more it rang the more anxious I got.

What the fuck am I going to say? I should've thought this through.

It took me nine days to finally call her.

When I heard her voicemail, I quickly hunged up and called again.

This time I got more pissed off. Why isn't she fucking picking up?

To be honest. I was pissed at myself. I should've apologized a long time ago.

And just when I had given up I heard her soft voice.

"What is it Sage?" She heaved a sigh.

Words got stuck in my throat and nothing came out.

"You wanna insult me some more is it?" She asked sounding defeated and weak.

I forget how fragile and weak she really is. She might be pure seduction in legs but she's vulnerable

and fragile.

That moment blue orbs flashed in my mind. The sadness in them. I saw the pain behind them. It was

as if she stood before me.

"I'm sorry." I said so low I doubt she even heard it.

I remembered the horror and pain I saw in them the time I said those horrible things.

I cleared my throat to clear the lump in my throat.

"I'm sorry I called." I said. "Don't know why I did it."

I was about to hang up but she stopped me.

"Sage wait." I heard her hesitation and I waited till she can say what it is she wanted to say. "Eh... I'll

come by your house so we can talk."

My brain was slow to process her words and when it did, my heart stopped for a moment.

"What?" I asked. I wasn't sure if I heard her correct.

"I'll be there in an hour." And then she hanged up.

Slowly I pulled my phone out of my ear and stopped to look at it.

Then it rang in my head. Oh fuck. She'll be here in an hour.

I stood up from the bench I've been laying on. I ran inside the house to tidy just a bit. Two guys living

together had never been a good combination, the mess we make is too much.

An hour went by and I knew she'd be here any minute and my nerves were all over the place.

I saw headlights through the living room windows and the I knew it was her.

Will she forgive me? I asked myself. Yes, she came all the way right. I kept telling myself. Will she stay

the night?

Then suddenly I remembered something. I knew I was forgetting something all along. Connor.

I don't live alone anymore. This is just messing with my plan. I just hope he made up with his mom and

spent the night at hers.

One could only hope right?

The doorbell brought me out of my thoughts.

I walked to the door and before I opened I took a huge breath to attempt to calm my nerves.

I stepped aside and allowed her to walk inside.

I closed the door and followed her to the living room.

She stopped and turned around. Neither one of us said a word. I took the time to examine her.

I started with her outfit. She was wearing a yellow summer dress. Which wasn't surprising.

She rarely wore pants. She always wears shirts and dresses.

She also wore heels. Nothing more. I moved to her face, making sure to avoid her eyes.

I saw the glow her face held and my heart clenched. I thought she'd be miserable like I was. I thought

she'd lack something but I saw that she was okay.

I should be happy that she wasn't suffering but I wasn't. A large part of me wanted to know she was

miserable like I was.

Finally I met her gaze and I couldn't miss the glint of happiness in her eyes. And it finally hit me.

She was happy without me. And indeed she has a boyfriend because that glint wasn't there because of

me.

My glint dulled a while ago but I was too caught up in her to notice.

We held each other's gaze but I was the first to look away. I had to hide my face before she can read it.

Before she can see the hurt in my eyes.

"Uhm.... can I get you anything?" I awkwardly asked.

"Eh.. water will be fine." She replied just as awkward.

I inwardly frowned. Never have things between us been this awkward. In fact things have never been

awkward between us.

I walked into the kitchen and took out a bottle of water from the fridge.

Thank you Connor for buying more.

When I walked back to the living room I found her pacing. I knew this wasn't good.

I didn't want to hear her say it. I knew she wanted to end us and I just couldn't let her.

When she saw me she stopped and so did it.

"Look Sage__"

"I wanted to__"

We both simultaneously started and stopped. I didn't want her to go first.

"I should go first." She said but I shook my head.

"No Al let me." I said then paused for a second "I was out of line that night. I shouldn't have said all the

things I said. It wasn't my place." I rushed out.

"Yes you were out of line." She confirmed.

"I'm sorry okay. I was having a bad day and I took it out on you." I told her. "I'm not trying to make an

excuse..."

But I was making excuses.

".... I just want you to understand. I want you to forgive me. I didn't mean any of the shit I said. I took

out my anger on the wrong person."

I took a step towards her and she waited. I was still holding the glass and bottle of water.

"I'm sorry. It wasn't my intention to hurt you." I breathed out and waited to her to say something but she

didn't.

"Say something." I urged her. This time I was only a foot away from her.

I place the glass and bottle on the coffee table and met her gaze once more.

Her eyes flickered with something. Uncertainty mabye. She searched my eyes for any deceit and truth.

I took ahold of her hands to urge her. To encourage her decision on my favour.

I rub my thumbs on the back of her hands.

I felt her shiver and almost smirked but I stopped myself. I probably would have if she wasn't looking

straight into my eyes.

"I won't lie to you Sage. What you said to me was too hurtful. Especially because it came from you. I

never thought you of all people could hurt me like that and when you said those things I felt like my

heart was being ripped right out of my chest....."

Guilt filled me when she said that.

".... but it wasn't just anyone who was ripping my heart. It was you. In a million years I never thought

you'd hurt me as bad as you did that day but I get it. You're human. You have flaws. You make

mistakes and I forgive you."

The moment those words came out of her mouth my heart leaped out of my chest.

I pulled her in for a huge hug and I squeezed the life out of her.

"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." I said to her and pulled back only to smash my lips into hers.

I kissed her for a couple of seconds and ignored the fact that she wasn't responding. Maybe because I

was too fast, she couldn't keep up.

I pulled back but kept her in my arms.

"You don't know what this mean to me." I told her completely over the moon. I heard her giggling.

"Your water." I remind her still holding on to her.

"I don't want water. I never did." She says a bit breathless.

I breath out a laugh and she suddenly smash her lips with mine and I respond almost immediately.

The kiss start out slow but it's passionate and full of fire. It was intense.

I didn't push like I always do. I didn't take the lead like I always do. I followed her lead and let her guide

me.

We kissed more and she pulled back and stared at me with so much lust and desire in her eyes. But

that wasn't all. There was something else in her eyes, something I couldn't decipher.

"I want you." She said breathless. "I need you inside me."

As if that cut the last thred of control I was holding onto, I smashed our lips together and took control.

Surprising I didn't go savage like I always did. I kissed her with passion but not with brute.

I walked us until we reached the sofa. Suddenly I remembered once more that I wasn't living alone

anymore.

"Let's take this to the bedroom." I told her between kisses and after a couple of seconds she pulled

back and stood up to go upstairs.

I followed closely and when we reached the bottom of the stairs I span her around real quick.

I yanked her to me and claimed her lips. She moans into the kiss. I lifted her up and she immediately

wrapped her legs around me.

I placed my hands on the back of her thighs to support her and walked with her in my arms up the

stairs.

I kicked my door opened and walked in closing it with my foot.

Slowly I sunk her in the bed still kiss her.

One by one clothes were off and we were both completely naked. I hovered over her admiring her

naked figure.

She was gifted. Her thighs. Her tits. Her body belonged to a Goddess.

I lowered myself to her and teased her entrance.

Today there was no foreplay, no roughness. No rush.

Slowly I entered her and heard her gasp. And soon I was fully in.

I thrusted into her slowly but firm and she moaned my name each time.

I wasn't rough. I wasn't animalistic but I made sure my thrust were hard.

I got lost into her so easy. I pushed both of us to our high and I felt her walls constrict around my shaft

and I knew she was close.

I picked up my pace but not so much as it to come off as brutal.

When I felt her legs go rigid I knew she was about to cum. I fucked her throughout her orgasm and

thrusted more chasing my own high.

And when I caught up to it I felt her cuming again just as I did.

I collapsed on top of her as I finished cuming. We were both trying to catch our breaths.

I moved and to lay next to her.

I pulled her to rest her head on my chest and heard her sigh as she laid it down.

For a very long time neither one of us say a word. Our breathing filled the void of silence in the room.

Today was different. It seems like neither if us wanted to ruin the moment with words but I wanted to

know what she was thinking.

After some time I unwrapped myself from her and went to the bathroom. I did my business then

returned to my room.

When I entered the room again confusion filled me.

Alora was fully clothed and was standing waiting for me.

"What's going on?" I asked even though I had a clue of what was going on.

"Umh. Uuuuhm." She stuttered. "I don't know how to say this."

My head was ringing. There's no way I could stop it this time around.

"Say What?" I whispered.

"It's.... things between us..... I love what we have. Not always but 99% of the time I love it." She

confessed and my heart stopped.

I kept quiet and listened to her.

"But lately it's getting intense. Too intense___." I cut her off.

"So what's the problem with that? We've always been intense." I argued.

"Don't make this hard on me than it already is." She looked away. I was still in my naked glory.

"What am I making hard Alora?" I asked even though I knew what. I grabbed the first sweatpant I could

find and wore it.

"Ummmmm." She stuttered harder than before.

"Say it." I urged her to even though I didn't want her to.

"I wanna say something first." She said. "You were part of my life for ten months and knew me better

than most people who've been in my life longer did. You accepted me with no judgement and I'm

grateful. You made me believe in myself and how beautiful I am."

I listened and didn't miss the use of past tense. Her mind was already made up and nothing I could do

about that.

"But you can see yourself. We have no real future together. What we had have always been behind

closed doors. We would've been fuck buddies always. And I don't want that anymore. I want more. you

always told me that I deserve more and I finally believe that?"

Styles' words rang in my head. That barstard was right.

I knew I could change her mind with the right words. I knew I could have her to myself if I said the

words she wanted me to say.

I can see it in her eyes that she wanted me to say them but I didn't.

I couldn't give her what she wanted. I could only offer this, what we have at this moment. My heart was

closed.

"Smurf." I murmured looking down and she breathed out a laugh.

"I love that nickname. Funny how you're the only one to ever give me a pet name. One that solely

belongs to me." She chuckled. "Smurf."

She said it and I watched her lips like she was testing it out.

"Funny how I never said it out loud."

"Who is he?" I suddenly asked. The question seems to startled her because all humor left her features.

"What?" She asked back. I wanted to make it easier on her.

"You're breaking up with me right? Who is he?" I vague told her.

"I don't think it's wise to tell you." She mumble looking away.

"I'm a big guy Alora." I told her and I saw hurt flashed in her eyes when I said her name. Her real name.

Not Al or Smurf. "And you said it yourself, we are just fuck buddies."

"I had fun and I loved every minute of it. Thank you for believing in me." She avoided my question and

said instead. "I hope you too will find___"

She started but I stopped her.

"Don't. Just don't." I warned. I knew what she wanted to say and I didn't wanna hear it, especially from

her.

"Goodbye Sage." She stepped forward until her mouth was inches from mine. "This is our goodbye."

She kissed me but I didn't respond. She broke the kiss and place her hands on my chest.

I knew she wanted me to say something. Perhaps stop her but I didn't. If she didn't want this who am I

to tell her otherwise.

She patted my chest and walked around me to get to the door.

This is it. My brain told me. It's over.

Numb, I followed her and watched as she walked out the front door never to return.

I did nothing to stop her.

I just stood there. I heard her engine purr and seconds later I couldn't see the lights.

She left. I don't know what kept me from lashing out and throwing curses or even stopping her.

I walked into the kitchen and opened the cabinet taking out a bottle of vodka and a shot glass.

I went back to the living room and saw the glass and bottle of water. The only reminder that she was

her.

I sat down and poured myself a shot and drank it.

After I drank about four shots the door opened and for a moment I thought it was Smurf but I knew it

wasn't her.

Instead it was Connor. One look at him and I knew he needed this too. He was as horrible as me.

He disappeared into the kitchen and came back with a shot glass.

He said nothing to me, like he understood the situation.

He poured himself a shot and downed it. He poured another one and another.

This felt like deja vu only this time we were both miserable.

I would ask him what went wrong but I doubt he'd answer and I wasn't in the mood for it. I had my own

issues to nurse today.

Soon the bottle was halfway full and I knew I was going to have one hell of a hungover tomorrow.