chapter seven: Jackson Jones

I looked at Miss Kingsley as she lay in my lap. She looked so peaceful. If I were to say that she's sweet it would be the truth that people would die to defend . Including me instead.

I stared at her beautiful self that I saw no flaws apon. She was a true definition of perfection. Looking at her face I felt that the mess that I was ,was fine. As much as the clothes were uncomfortable and all messed up. I felt I could not move an inch. The soft breaths bought me unmatched happiness. The fact that she regretted laying her hand on me was sweet .

When I heard her soft voice, I could not help but have my heart softened. The beautiful vivid orange of her hair and that soft plump snow white skin . When she looked at me earlier with her soft green eyes. I felt she was my little pumpkined themed beautiful woman. A real big pumpkin enough to feed my eyes for eternity.

I felt my heart shatter remembering what she had said earlier about her sight. She looked well off as the boots she was wearing were designer shoes.

The thought that she was angry at me for losing 2 simple marks. She was so obsessed with her marks which I was more than happy to help her maintain. The marks were what she placed her life on; it must have been something she used to strive for validation.

I felt her move on my lap as she slowly opened her eyes. She must have been shocked by the unfamiliar environment . Which somehow made me happy on the inside because she was gonna see this place quite a lot now. She quickly sprung up and sat up straight. Which led her to stand up and look at me.

"Mr Jonas?",she said, looking me straight in the eyes. She must have been really traumatized by what happened earlier. I looked at her chest that was moving up and down. Her breathing was now harsh.

"Bye",with that and nothing more she quickly spun around and went for the door.

"Wait Miss Kingsley ,I shall take you home ", l said. That quickly stopped her on her tracks to listen to what I had to say.

" No, I'm good,"she answered. That made me feel a bit disappointed. Which made me stand up from my seat as she turned the door handle.

"I said I'll take you home,I was not asking for your permission." ,I reminded her which made her stop. She had her head low, not even daring to look at me as I took my blazer that was on my desk and put it on. I had already fastened the buttons on the wrist of my shirt while she was asleep.

"See you were going to leave your school bag here ,who was going to give it to you? You know Miss Kingsley even in strange situations you use you brain to its full capacity"

I picked up the bag that was on the floor and signaled for her to move off the door . Which she obediently did. I opened the door and she left first as we started walking. The slit on her dress made her daring walk look even more sexy. It was not the usual one meaning she was not comfortable with me. She was walking fast in those boots that were so tight in her thighs. Which is what I desperately wanted to do.

I felt like I was towering over her with my big build. As much as she was chubby, she was still not visible when I walked behind her. There were fewer kids in the hallway as we continued going to the exits. I felt she was gonna go on the left to walk to the foot exit. So I quickly took her hand into mine as I pulled her to turn right which led to the underground parking lot. She was a little shocked as her face soon turned red. I walked to the car and opened the door for her. She hesitated looking at me for a bit before entering the car.

I closed the door and entered the car too. "Where do you leave?" I asked in the

"Golden gate palace", she answered.

I was quite shocked because those flats were expensive.

"Do you have a chauffeur?"

"No"

"Why not ,you can't see color? It is important to have someone who will drive to be safe."

" Right can't see color, not dumb."

"Know what, from now on I will drive you to school."

" I have cars of my own which I would use and a bunch of chauffeurs to drive me to school if I wanted to . I don't use those because I don't want to.",with that she gave me the side eye while moving it up and down showing her disdain for my comment.

The drive was short and in a few minutes we were in front of the most luxurious flats in the city. It looked beautiful with its water-like marks . That showed beautiful colors at night and in daylight it would change color depending where the sun is . And since it was midday the marble floors were in light by the sun rays .

"Sleep early today",with that she left without even saying bye. Which I totally understood. When I saw her nonchalant to her surroundings I felt my heart break. I was not into colors and stuff like that but it felt great looking at the sunset, while drinking coffee or playing with your lover in the depths of the sea and the water as it reflected its beauty that resembles hers . I wanted her to see the sunset that I enjoyed very much as it resembled her hair. The sweet orange that paints the sky as the night descends. The beautiful sky that was the end of sunshine yet still was breeding the beautiful night sky.

It was true that beauty drank from the fountain of love. I found her to be the most beautiful person in the world. All because I loved her.

The hopelessness of being in love with her made me feel tied. I wish I could go to her and tell her I love and she would say the same but that was just me, myself and I that were just daydreaming. I felt my manhood throb at the thought of her saying she loves me.

"Argh !!",I mouthed out of frustration. I started the car as I went home. I felt myself gripping the steering wheel really hard because I was trying to remove her from my brain as the thought of dripping wetness that I saw today came to my mind more vividly and shamelessly. I did not say a thing to her earlier because she might have felt offended but God I wanted to eat her so hard while hearing her soft voice beg me for more. I felt my sexual frustration grow as it felt I was not going anywhere because the blue balls were killing me. I needed to relieve myself soon .