Elly & Kent - The Complete Story: Includes Books 1-3 by Marie Cole Page B
Authors: Marie Cole
Tags: Contemporary Romance, Historical Romance, new adult romance, friends to lovers, College romance, second chance romance
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regret not going to a stupid school dance.
Jake: ...
Elly: Really? I should be that loser who goes to prom by themselves?
Jake: Why not? Show them Elly isn't afraid of being alone. Show Kent that you don't need him to have a good time.
Elly: ...I don't know.
Jake: Think about it.
I said my goodbyes and turned off the computer for the evening. My mom was due home soon from work and she hated it when I was on the computer chatting with boys. I'd have thought she'd be happy that I was chatting to boys seeing as how I never dated. But I guess that was part of her plan. Keep Elly fat so she won't get knocked up before she's legal. If that was her plan, it was working.
I brushed my teeth and hair, got into my pjs and climbed into bed with my CD Walkman and headphones. I turned out the lights and put the headphones on, Metallica's "Load" Album blasted into my ears, roiling my emotions, fueling the angst that was clinging to me.
My weeks without Kent had been lonely, empty. I did nothing but go to and from school, homework, and chores. And singing. I did that for a couple of hours every day after school while my mom was still at work.
While "Until It Sleeps" was mellowing me out I felt the bed dip beside me.
"Go away!"
A hand on my shoulder shook me, too hard and skinny to be my mothers. I let out a yelp and sat up quickly after pushing the hand away.
"M---!" It was all I could get out before a hand covered my mouth and most of my nose. I panicked and bit the fingers, not wanting to be molested or worse in my bed.
My headphones were ripped from my head and the metal music was replaced by Kent's voice.
"Elly! God damnit! You bit me!"
"Well, what the hell did you expect?!" I pushed him backwards, he fell with a thud onto the floor.
"Elly!" His voice was a loud whisper.
"What?"
The bed dipped again as he sat down. "Just stop for a second."
"Why should I? What the hell are you doing here? Aren't you afraid your girlfriend will find out?"
"Stop. I ... I'm sorry. She said I needed to choose you or her. And I chose her."
My chest tightened. Was that supposed to make me feel better? Why was he grounding dirt into my still open wound.
"Right," I could hear the tension in my voice. I pleaded with myself to straighten it out. "So what are you doing here then?"
"I..."
What did I expect him to say? That he missed me? That he made a huge mistake and that he wanted me instead of Jen?
"Kent, go home."
"No," he was firm on that, at least.
I sighed softly, not having the energy to fight with him, and lay back down, getting comfortable after rolling over, my back to him. He would hopefully get the hint and get the hell out of my room. He wanted me out of his life and he was going to get his wish. I'd give him all the room he could handle.
"Elly," he whispered.
I ignored him. My eyes wide open in the dark. My chest constricting with the thought of him leaving me.
I jiggled around in the bed as Kent laid down next to me. I heard his breath strong and steady after a few minutes. He'd fallen asleep. His mom was going to kill him.
I turned my head, my breath hot on my shoulder as I whispered, "Kent?"
"How can I fix this?"
He'd tricked me. I huffed as I rolled back over and pressed my lips tightly together as my mind reeled.
"Fix what? You have the girlfriend you always wanted."
"I don't want to have to pick you or her. I want to have you both in my life. How can I have both of you in my life?"
"I don't know."
I got up long enough to grab my CD walkman and turn the volume all the way up. It was very soft from a distance, I let Metallica play between us. Jen probably didn't even know who they were. I took comfort in that as I closed my eyes. For now the world was right. Metallica and Kent in my bed.
Some time during the night Kent had left my bed. And some time during the night I had a dream which had me convinced that if I just talked to Jen we could come to some
Jake: ...
Elly: Really? I should be that loser who goes to prom by themselves?
Jake: Why not? Show them Elly isn't afraid of being alone. Show Kent that you don't need him to have a good time.
Elly: ...I don't know.
Jake: Think about it.
I said my goodbyes and turned off the computer for the evening. My mom was due home soon from work and she hated it when I was on the computer chatting with boys. I'd have thought she'd be happy that I was chatting to boys seeing as how I never dated. But I guess that was part of her plan. Keep Elly fat so she won't get knocked up before she's legal. If that was her plan, it was working.
I brushed my teeth and hair, got into my pjs and climbed into bed with my CD Walkman and headphones. I turned out the lights and put the headphones on, Metallica's "Load" Album blasted into my ears, roiling my emotions, fueling the angst that was clinging to me.
My weeks without Kent had been lonely, empty. I did nothing but go to and from school, homework, and chores. And singing. I did that for a couple of hours every day after school while my mom was still at work.
While "Until It Sleeps" was mellowing me out I felt the bed dip beside me.
"Go away!"
A hand on my shoulder shook me, too hard and skinny to be my mothers. I let out a yelp and sat up quickly after pushing the hand away.
"M---!" It was all I could get out before a hand covered my mouth and most of my nose. I panicked and bit the fingers, not wanting to be molested or worse in my bed.
My headphones were ripped from my head and the metal music was replaced by Kent's voice.
"Elly! God damnit! You bit me!"
"Well, what the hell did you expect?!" I pushed him backwards, he fell with a thud onto the floor.
"Elly!" His voice was a loud whisper.
"What?"
The bed dipped again as he sat down. "Just stop for a second."
"Why should I? What the hell are you doing here? Aren't you afraid your girlfriend will find out?"
"Stop. I ... I'm sorry. She said I needed to choose you or her. And I chose her."
My chest tightened. Was that supposed to make me feel better? Why was he grounding dirt into my still open wound.
"Right," I could hear the tension in my voice. I pleaded with myself to straighten it out. "So what are you doing here then?"
"I..."
What did I expect him to say? That he missed me? That he made a huge mistake and that he wanted me instead of Jen?
"Kent, go home."
"No," he was firm on that, at least.
I sighed softly, not having the energy to fight with him, and lay back down, getting comfortable after rolling over, my back to him. He would hopefully get the hint and get the hell out of my room. He wanted me out of his life and he was going to get his wish. I'd give him all the room he could handle.
"Elly," he whispered.
I ignored him. My eyes wide open in the dark. My chest constricting with the thought of him leaving me.
I jiggled around in the bed as Kent laid down next to me. I heard his breath strong and steady after a few minutes. He'd fallen asleep. His mom was going to kill him.
I turned my head, my breath hot on my shoulder as I whispered, "Kent?"
"How can I fix this?"
He'd tricked me. I huffed as I rolled back over and pressed my lips tightly together as my mind reeled.
"Fix what? You have the girlfriend you always wanted."
"I don't want to have to pick you or her. I want to have you both in my life. How can I have both of you in my life?"
"I don't know."
I got up long enough to grab my CD walkman and turn the volume all the way up. It was very soft from a distance, I let Metallica play between us. Jen probably didn't even know who they were. I took comfort in that as I closed my eyes. For now the world was right. Metallica and Kent in my bed.
Some time during the night Kent had left my bed. And some time during the night I had a dream which had me convinced that if I just talked to Jen we could come to some
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