Chapter 22:

I nervously started biting my nails as I waited for my father to say something.

He sat behind his desk, his hands folded on the desk, staring at me intently.

He sighed, "Arabelle." He shook his head.

"You know better than to get involved with a slave. What were you thinking?" He said.

I stayed silent.

"You have to end it Arabelle, now."

"What if I don't?" I asked.

"If you don't...I will."

Is that a threat?

"Is that all? I have to go to school." I said.

"Yes that is all."

I stood up and headed towards the door, before I opened my father said; "I'm serious Arabelle, end it or I will."

I walked out of the room, I took a moment before going back outside.

Corey was leaning against the car.

I walked to the driver's side and opened the door.

"What did he say?" Corey asked me.

I looked at him, "Uh, nothing."

I got in the car closing the door behind me and started the engine.

Corey got in. "He said nothing?"

"Nothing." I said.

The rest of the car ride was silent.

When we arrived at school I got out of the car and started walking to the school but Corey stopped me.

"Arabelle, why won't you tell me what he said?"

"Because...it's not important." I replied.

"Arabelle, I heard the conversation." Corey said.

"Eavesdropping? That's not very nice."

"Why weren't you going to tell me?"

"I'm going to be late for school." I said.

"Answer my question."

I sighed. "I don't know...I guess I didn't want to upset you."

"Well don't you think this is something we should discuss?" He said.

"What's there to discuss?" I asked.

He gave me a look.

"It's not a big deal." I said.

"So what you're just going to ignore what he said?" Corey asked.

"I don't know...I guess."

Corey sighed and pulled me into a hug.

I wrapped my arms tightly around him.

"I love you." He said.

"I love you too." I replied.

He pulled away enough to gently kiss me.

I got a little carried away...

I eagerly kissed him back, running my finger through his soft black hair.

Corey pulled away after a minute, both of us breathing heavily.

"Wow..." He breathed.

I licked my lips, I wanted to kiss him again but I needed to get my breathing under control, I could feel my heart racing.

Whenever I kissed Corey I got this feeling...that would be impossible to try and describe, it was the most wonderful feeling in the world.

I wonder if it's the same for Corey?

Judging by the look on his face I'm guessing it was.

"Do you remember what we were talking about? Cause I don't." He said.

I did but I wasn't going to bring it back up.

"No, I don't." I said.

He breathed a laugh. "Well we should go inside so you can get your education."

"It would be nice to pass the 11th grade." I said.

He nodded. He cleared his throat and took a deep breath, running his fingers through his already messy hair.

Maybe I had more of an affect on him than I thought...

I smiled. "Are you okay?"

He nodded. "I think so. Did that not affect you at all?"

"Oh it did, I just have good composure." I said with a smirk.

He grinned.

He took my hand and we walked up to the school.

It was hard to concentrate in class with Corey staring at me the whole time.

I looked over at him and he had his head on his desk, still looking at me.

He was obvously very bored.

I looked back at the teacher, trying to hold back a smile.

Throughout school Corey was very...affectionate.

He was always either holding my hand or kissing me or hugging me, or something along those lines.

Not that minded, it was adorable.

I just wasn't use to him being like that. It was nice.

We were waiting by the lockers for the next class to start, Corey had his arms wrapped around my waist.

"What is up with you?" I asked him.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"Your being very...affectionate."

"Do you not like it?" He asked letting go of my waist.

"No, no I like it, I'm just not use to it."

"But you do like it?" He asked.

"Yeah, I love it."

He smiled.

After school finally ended we drove back home, we walked into the house holding hands.

I glanced towards my Dad's office, he was sitting behind his desk, looking at me warningly.

I quickly looked away and hurried upstairs to my room.

I shut the door to my bedroom and walked over to the bed where Corey was sitting.

"Arabelle I really think we should talk about what your Dad said." Corey said.

Why does he have to bring it up?

I just want to enjoy this without so many complications.

Why did my Dad have to see us kiss?

The one time he was outside-

"Arabelle?" Corey's voice brought me out of my thoughts.

"Huh? Oh yeah, sure." I said.

He was getting ready to say something when I smashed my lips against his.

He pulled back slightly, "Arabelle, what are you doing we need to ta-

I brought my lips back to his not letting him finish, this time he didn't pull away.

After a minute my lips left his and I started kissing his neck.

I glanced at his face and smiled, knowing my distraction worked.

[Ha ha I love this chapter! Anyways, sorry it took my so long to update my fucking computer broke

(Electronic things hate me) So I had to use my brothers and it's soooo slow, and I was busy over new years and stuff and I couldn't get around to writing so anyways sorry about the wait hopefully it won't happen again! I hope you guys like this chapter (it's one of my favorites) and keep commenting it motivates me to write! Ha ha so yeah I hope you liked it...]