Hours later I was shaken awake by someone. I opened my eyes to find zacky crouched in front of me.
“Hmm?” I sat up straight and looked at him. He had a blank expression, but for some reason I knew he wasn’t okay. “w-what’s wrong, Zacky?” I asked with a groggy voice. I cleared my throat, and looked at him. He sighed, and looked at the floor before speaking. “Ginger, I…we need to talk.” My heart stopped for a second, and I gulped. Oh fuck, that meant no good at all. Those four words were never good.
I looked at him for a second, before speaking.
"Um, what is it?" I asked.
He sighed, "Well, I talked with Shadows. And…” he struggled with words, and sighed heavily before talking again. “I think you already know that he knows. About, well…your little crush on me.” He finished. I quirked an eyebrow at him. My crush on him? And what about your crush on me, you idiot? I wanted to punch him hard in the face. I mean, why couldn’t he just admit once and for all that he also feels something for me? Maybe it’s not a crush, but it’s something. I just sighed and decided to let it go for the moment.
“So what did he tell you?” I bit my lower lip nervously. Zacky looked down for a moment. “Well…he wasn’t so happy about it. You know, because all of you being our captive and all that. I shouldn’t be treating you nice and stuff…” we kept quiet for a moment, both of us just thinking about our little dilemma.
“And, um…w-what else did he say?” I finally asked.
“Ginger…he doesn’t like it. And I’m pretty sure you know he will do something about it if we keep up like this.” He said with sad eyes. I frowned. Why things had to be so difficult? Why couldn’t shadows just let us be together? Ok, maybe that was a stupid question. But there must be a way for shadows to let us in peace.
Fuck, now I felt like Romeo and Juliet…kind of.
“I need you to tell me something.” I said. He looked at me. “I need to know if you like me too. Cause I’m feeling like this is all about me, and it’s not fair.” I shook my head. Zacky looked at me for a second, and then looked down, picking a piece of hay.
“I’m not sure…” he whispered as he played with the dried piece of grass. I raised my eyebrows in shock. Um, what?
“Huh?”
“Yeah, I’m not sure if I like you or not.” He explained himself. I narrowed my eyes.
“A-are you serious?!” I asked annoyed, and he looked at me. “I mean, it’s not that hard knowing if you like someone or not! How can you not be sure about it? Don’t lie to me, zacky, you’re not confused, you’re just fooling yourself. But sooner or later you’ll have to stop telling lies to your head, and listen to your heart!” I said loudly. That probably was the cheesiest thing I’ve ever said, but it was true.
“How can you be so sure about it? I’m confused, that’s all!” he replied. “I’m not as good as you girls are with all this romance stuff, okay?!” he blushed. I looked at him, and couldn’t stop the goofy smile that appeared in my face. He raised an eyebrow in confusion.
“Why the fuck are you smiling like that?”
“Cause you’re so cute when you’re nervous!” I chuckled.
“Ugh, I’m not nervous!” he replied and stood up, walking around the place.
“Then why did you blush?” I asked still smiling.
“I didn’t blush.”
“Yeah, right…”
“I did not, okay?!” he said angrily.
“Okay, okay you didn’t blush…gosh.” He certainly was unbelievable sometimes. His bipolarity was not normal.
“Fuck, you always know how to piss me off.” He told me. I frowned.
“Oh really? Well, I’m sorry! Kill me already if I’m such a bother to you! Go ahead, I’m gonna be dead in no time anyways!” I shouted with anger. How could he say something like that? What an asshole! I shook my head. He gave me a hurtful stare, and I sighed heavily.
Perfect! Now I’m the bad guy.
“Oh, c’mon, don’t look at me like that, zacky!” I stood up, and walked towards him. “YOU have no right to look at me like that when YOU were the one who said I pissed YOU off.” I poked him every time I said you. “If I’m such a problem to all of you then just kill me already! Let’s get done with your dirty work and kill me!” I exploded. He also pushed my buttons, and now I had exploded.
“Shut up!” he shouted loudly and frowned. “Stop saying that, stop making yourself the damsel in distress cause you’re not it!” I opened my eyes in astonishment. “I only said that you piss me off, not that I want you dead, for fucks sake!” his face was red with anger.
I took a step back; he kind of scared me in that state. It only reminded me of the only time he has hurt me. My hands automatically went to my belly, where the scars of that night were located, and suddenly it began to burn like if the wounds were still open. He looked at my hands and knew what I was thinking. His eyes relaxed and he sighed heavily.
“Sorry…”he whispered and looked away. I shook my head.
“No, it’s fine. I was being over dramatic.” I said. I bit my lip and decided to get closer to him again.
He looked at me as my hands went to cup his face. His eyes showed pure confusion.
“What the-” I cut him off half sentence as my lips pressed against his. He responded to the kiss immediately, making it more urgent. I opened my mouth to let his tongue dance with mine, as my hands went to his head where they tangled with his black hair.
He began to push me until my back hit one of the walls, and my right leg hooked on his hip. His hands went to the hem of my shirt, lifting it. We broke the kiss as he took it off completely, and then our lips connected again. I did the same with his shirt, and then began to unbutton his pants as he tried to unhook my bra.
Moments later we were completely naked in a full make out session. He broke the kiss and went to suck on my neck making me moan. He then looked at me.
“Are you sure you wanna do it?” he whispered. I looked at him and nodded. My leg hooked in his hip again as he kissed me, and went inside gently. I gasped as I felt his full length go inside, he wasn’t small at all. He began to move gently, and moans left my mouth.
“Faster, zacky!” I moaned, and he did as he was told, going deeper and faster making me moan louder. He kissed me, drowning most of the moans. It then clicked in my mind why.
If shadows or any of the guys knew we were here having sex, we would probably be dead by morning.
My nails dug on zacky’s back as I began to feel my orgasm building up inside of me. “Zacky…”I moaned not as loud this time. He groaned as he began to thrust faster.
“Oh god!” my back arched and I gasped as I hit my orgasm, my nails digging deeper on zacky’s back, leaving marks there.
“Fuck!” he said as he hit his too, his thrusts becoming sloppier and uneven.
We collapsed on the floor, both panting. Zacky lay on his back, and I put my head on his chest and closed my eyes. What would happen now? He said he was confused, but I wasn’t sure about that.

Notes

I am so sorry for taking so long updating guys! College is draining all the free time I have Dx
but here's a new chapter, enjoy!