47: Oh.. ma God

Skye

After hours of not sleeping, a few of finally being able to sleep, I woke up just before seven am. I had only opened my eyes slightly to see what time it was then closed them again, but felt watched. Noticing I was warmer than I usually am, I opened my eyes again to find Dylan laying behind me.

"Dude what the fuck!" I exclaimed, propping myself up on my elbows to look at him. Thankfully my blanket was across my chest cause when I'm alone I don't sleep with a bra on, yes I'm wearing a very baggy T-shirt to hide that fact but still. "What in the shit are you doing in my bed." I demanded as he laughed.

"I missed you, and you were muttering in your sleep until I was here to cuddle so obviously you missed me too." He teased. I felt my face get warm as I huffed in annoyance then lay back down, of course facing away from him. "You're still very beautiful Quetzal." He said sounding like he was moving closer.

I flipped the blanket in his face and went into my bathroom yelling, "Leave my tits out of this!!!" When I looked in the mirror I saw my face is redder than a tomato. So glad I have my magical bag so I can change and you know, put on a bra, though I could just teleport it all to me. I decided on wearing a more sports bra type one today, just to better hide/cover my boobs. I brushed my hair after changing then made a little braid in the side, hanging down with the rest of my hair. Once my face wasn't red anymore I came back into my room to see Dylan still laying with an amused look on his face.

I glared and demanded, "What."

He smiled and answered, laughing, "You. I didn't actually notice till you freaked the fuck out."

I crossed my arms and responded, "Sure you didn't."

"I didn't Skye, I swear."

I raised an eyebrow and replied while partially quoting Hades in Hercules, "You're a GUY. Probably one of the first things you fuckin looked at. Anyways lets eat some food cause I'm starving and you haven't actually eaten in like a week." Dylan just chuckled at me and got up to follow me downstairs. I opened my fridge and found that it's literally empty except for things like mayo, looked in my pantry to find it's also empty. "Well fuck," I said, turning to look at Dylan to add and mutter, "no wonder I'm starving, I have no food! Let's go." Dylan chuckled and walked over to me. I reached to grab his hand to teleport us near a store but he swiftly pulled me into him, both by the hand and from around my waist. My heart felt like it decided to free fall off a cliff. "Wh—" I started asking, partially stuttering, but got cut off by his lips on mine. Is it just me or do we kiss a fricken LOT? After a bit I pulled away and teasingly said, "Okaayy, I really am hungry you know. No going near a forest for you..." I had said the last sentence quieter, but he obviously still heard it and chuckled with his cheeks going pink. Jesus christ... Y'know... with that outcome everytime I make that joke, you'd think I would stop making that joke. *facepalm*. I teleported us near a grocery store and walked in. I grabbed a basket and we wandered around filling it with food I want then paid for it all and went back to my house. I made bacon, eggs and french toast. When we finished eating I decided to teleport Lily here to go to the pack house, don't know why but I had a feeling Kelsey skipped school as well today (Lily was just about to leave the bathroom). I made sure to land outside the house so not as many would know I have teleporting powers. I knocked on the door and after a few seconds the junior Beta opened the door and welcomed us in, notably looking a little disappointed most likely from our lack of Mason. 

He led us to the living room then I guess mind linked Kat, Jason and Drake cause they showed up and Kat said, "Hey guys, want me to go get Kelsey?"

"Uh.. Sure?" I replied, petting my puppy. She left the room but then immediately came back, Kelsey following behind her with confusion on her face. I explained why we were here and we all just sat talking for a while, because fuck school.

We eventually got up to go get some lunch but Dylan froze and murmured, "Someone wants to talk to you." Everyone else was extremely confused and probably weirded the fuck out, but I assumed it was their mom tryna speak since we were talking about her like not even an hour ago. Dylan's eyes started glowing bright white as he looked slightly towards the ceiling, talking with a person we can't see. He repeated what she was saying, I used our telepathy thing to see her which he let me do. She was quite beautiful, she had super long, wavy, light brown hair and was dressed in a flowy white dress that blew around from nonexistent wind. She had kind looking brown eyes, and just looked like a perfect movie queen. I just watched on in silence as she told Dylan what she wished her children to know.

After he told them she had to go I heard her quickly add to him, "One last thing for you to hear, you have a very beautiful mate. I know you'll both have an amazing life together." With that she smiled once more and kinda disappeared into the distance of light. I got out of Dylan's head and had my walls back up, feeling weird. I somehow saw thier mom as a transparent version of what I just saw, hugging her two children. They stiffened in surprise, but they knew what it was and smiled. Dylan's eyes had stopped glowing and he told everyone what he was, kinda liked being the only one that knew... Couldn't be avoided though so I guess it's alright. We headed outside for him to further prove he's an angel, because communicating with the fucking dead isn't proof enough apparently, and blew everyone else's minds. Maybe Dylan donated his blood to me when I was almost dead... I wonder...

"I wanna touch them..." Kelsey said, mesmerized but not moving.

"I'd rather you didn't. Angel wings are uh.. very sensitive." Dylan responded awkwardly. My face started getting red from the realization I had about what he meant. As in a certain male thing happens that I ain't gonna name. After talking some more we finally got some lunch and once we were done eating Lily decided to go visit Luke and everyone else had other stuff to do so Dylan and I went back to my house, with Roxie obviously.

We landed in my bedroom and as I went to grab my art binder and pencil case Dylan commented, "Wanted to be in the bedroom huh?" I momentarily froze then turned to glare at him and continued with what I was doing. He chuckled and added, "I'm just kidding Quetzal." I shook my head and rolled my eyes then sat in the open part of my floor, opened my binder and grabbed my pencil. Dylan sat in front of me and just stared in silence for a few seconds, waiting for me to draw something. I handed him some paper and a pencil then started drawing. He had seemed surprised but smiled and drew as well, Roxie randomly deciding to leave the room. 

"This might freak you out or make you feel super flustered or something but uh... I used to draw you at least twenty times a day." Dylan randomly told me.

 Before he could finish my head snapped up and I said, "Cause that's not creepy of you at all."

He gave an awkward smile and looked at the floor and added, "This was before I even met you, it started in grade three or four. As the years passed the drawings became more and more detailed and realistic, I started adding color at some point to make them even more realistic. Boss helped me by teaching me to only draw at certain hours of the day when I was alone so I couldn't screw over my schoolwork papers or freak people out with how great they were for my age." I didn't know how to react, it was both super cute but kinda strange at the same time. "And that first day you showed up to school in grade seven before you even got there my heart felt like it was trying to fly off and ditch me. Then I saw you walk through the door and just could not believe that you were real. I couldn't comprehend the fact that the girl I had been drawing for over three years... was standing right in front of me. I can't even explain the amount of pure happiness I felt at just being in the same room as you. I—" I couldn't take it anymore and cut him off by grabbing his shirt and kissing him, very passionately, and I'm not even embarrassed about it. Everything he was saying was just so... beautiful. I don't know. It made me overwhelmed with love and joy, I mean I'm pretty sure its love. Still don't quite know.

After a couple minutes I pulled away, smiling and whispered, "I love you."

Dylan gave me a huge smile and said, "I love you too," then kissed me again. I used my telekinesis thing to move my art stuff out from between us and moved closer. We made out for no clue how long, time felt like it was in slow-mo. For whatever reason, something deep down tugged at me, causing me to teleport us onto my bed.

Dylan hovered over me and pulled away to chuckle-whisper, "That was weird."

I smiled and whispered back, "I know right." Aaaand then we went back to making out. I turned the light off with my magical mind, shifting my eyes to see a little bit in the dark and started unbuttoning his shirt, fully knowing I was doing that this time.

He pulled away again and asked, "Are you sure Skye..?"

Bet my face is red now, but I answered with a small smile, "If you are."

Both an awkward and amused smirk came to his face as he said, "Yeah." I pulled his face back by kissing him again then continued undoing his shirt and pulled it off him. He seemed to hesitate in touching me at all, so I gently grabbed one of his hands and placed it at the hem of my shirt, pulling both his hand and my shirt up a bit. He slowly pushed my shirt up, then we temporarily broke apart for him to get my shirt off over my head. He placed his soft hand back on my now naked waist. I started undoing his belt, face extremely warm now. He trailed his hand down my skin to start undoing my pants, causing me to arch my back slightly. After we both got each others pants off we were now making out in just underwear. And let me just say.. Fuck I'm scared. Cause I don't even see myself naked. And I'm about to let Dylan fuckin FEEL me be naked.

As he went to unzip my bra I guess I tensed, for he stopped and asked gently, "You still sure Quetzal?" I just timidly nodded, face most likely bright red. He continued kissing me and proceeded with unzipping my bra, that is a front zipper sport bra. So when it was unzipped its practically like POW! TITS! Anyways our underwear was next, and.... surprisingly I didn't regret a single second of what I caused.