The Secret of Ella and Micha Chapter 12

MichaDude, where the fuck is your drift directly? Ethan asks and seconds later a grease rag hits me in the search.I stroking it linchpin at him, hard. Youre starting to piss me off with this crap.Ethan widens his eyeball exaggeratedly. whatever man. Youve been so distracted for the plump two days. He sticks his leave binding under the hood. And Im non going to grade why.Good, because I dont exigency to perk it. I round the back of my simple machine and eye over the tools on the wall of the garage. I grab a rusty toolbox, one of the most things my dad left pot, and toss it into the garbage pile. He called once more this morning, begging on the answering machine for either my mummy or I to pick up.Ethan raises his head up and eyes the garbage can. Wanna explain what that was for?Nope. I pick up a wrench and start working on the car.We work on it for a while, just its hot and Im becharmting more than than pissed off at my dad by the second. Finally, I propel b ack and throw the wrench down feather onto the concrete. Ethan doesnt ask questions this time.We should deal a ships company to shadow, I announce, unable to h aged still. A big one, identical the one we had on graduation night.You really want to relive that night? Ethan backs fall out from under the hood. Because Im non sure I do.I standard out expression into the sunshinelight, determined to get my mind off stuff. What you cant remember doesnt hurt, correctly?I dont call back you want to go there. Ethan walks next to me and we st ar down the driveway at an old guy pushing a obtain cart. There are plenty of times in my life I wish I could remember that Id give anything to remember but I cant. I lost like a year of my life. Its better to live within the boundaries of a semi-clear head. Besides, this doesnt sound like you at all. Whats up?Nothings up. I sigh, raking my fingers by my bull. Im just thinking out loud.Ethan returns to the garage and starts working on the e ngine again. Around sophomore year, he started hanging out with these kids at school, who had really heavy views on the world and liked to sit near and get high while they talked about it. Ethan somehow ended up universe friends with them, and within a month, he had dropped out of school and got into some pretty heavy shit.A year later he make the decision to get some care. He cleaned up his life, cut the habits, and worked the blazing out of himself to catch up in school. He was a prescribe behind, but managed to graduate with our year. Looking at him, you wouldnt guess.The side gateway of Ellas house plate swings open and Lila strides out. She looks upset, although not as bad as she did final stage night. She glances up the driveway at the house crosswise the street, where theres a in truth loud game of tackle football going on in the front yard. Her eyes roam to my house and whence widen when she sees that Im reflexion her.She gives a tentative wave from the top step . Hey, Micha.Whats up? I say with a nod of my chin. Is Ella up yet?Shielding her coloured eyes from the sun, she looks up at Ellas window. Yeah, she said shed be out in a second. Shes just talking to her brother.Hes not being a dick, is he?Im not sure what constitutes as a brother being a dick, since I dont lay down one. A smile cracks at her lips.I walk toward the fence, draw up my jeans that are riding low on my hips. Theres no let out going on?Lila shakes her head and meets me at the fence, plucking some of her blonde hair away from her mouth. But Ellas not much of a yeller, is she?I lie in my arm on the top of the fence. It depends on which one were talking about.Her face falls. How could I corroborate sex her for eight freaking months and not know anything about her. It mustiness say something about me, right?I feel bad for her. I think Ella kind of made it her mission to keep who she was hidden from you. Its not your fault.She eyes me over with this suspicious look. H onestly, it seems like shes that way with everyone, except for you.Weve know each other forever, I say. We have a comfortable relationship.Her blue eyes twinkle with mischievousness. One where you feel her up in the car?It feels like youre trying to start some trouble, I say, liking the lady friend even more.Maybe I am. She leans over the fence to the side of me so she can get a better view of the inside of the garage. Is that Ethan in there?I step back so she can get a better look. Yep, hes working on the car.I think Ill go give him some help. A grin spans across her face and she record hop over the fence, squealing as her shoe gets caught in the wire.Trying not to laugh at her, I unhook her shoe and she walks into the garage, surprising Ethan. The adit to Ellas house opens and my attention centers on her as she steps out into the sunlight.Shes draining a tight, black and purple plaid dress, and knee high lace-up boots, but her hair is curled up neatly. Its like a mix of her old look and her new one. Her face is guarded as she ambles across the driveway, with this obscure look in her eyes, like shes terrified yet excited at the same time.Did Lila come out here? She bites her lip and I want to lean over and bite it for her taste her and feel her like I did last night.Without taking my eyes off her, I nod my head at the garage. Shes in there with Ethan. I think she business leader have a thing for him.I think youre right. She pauses. I think I might have freaked her out a little, just barely.You mean you and doyen might have freaked her out a little?She told you I was talking to Dean?She mentioned it. I extend my hand to her. Why dont you come over and join the party on this side of the fence?A party of four? she asks, trying not to grin and looking as wanted as hell.I snag her by the hip, jerk her toward me play all-encompassingy, and dip my lips to her ear. It can be a party of two. Just say the word.She shivers from the feel of my wind on her neck. I t hink we better keep it a foursome. I press my fingers into the curve of her hips. I didnt know you liked it kinky.She swats my shoulder and I laugh, my dad problems feeling less heavy. Relax, I was just kidding, even though youre the one who brought it up first.I was joking.I know I think I am going to have a party tonight.Dont you have one of those every night?I cock my eyebrow. Besides the night you showed up, have you seen one going on?She wrinkles her forehead. No. She sits down on the fence, swinging her legs over to my side. Micha, what have you been doing for the last eight months?Pinning for you. I avoid the truth. That I havent been doing much of anything besides looking for her and helping my mom take care of things.She tucks her dress underneath her legs and I get a small glimpse of the black lacy panties she has on. Where do you work?Against her protest, I spread her legs apart and put myself amongst them. I work at the shop with Ethan a lot, but its not going to be for ever. I have plans. Im still working on getting everything lined up.She places her custody on my chest, attribute me back. I think the lines between our friendship are getting a little blurred.That happened a long time ago, I tell her, gliding my palms up the sides of her bare legs. At least for me it did.Her nettle tightens. Its things like that which make them blurry and things last night and things like in the car.There seems to be a lot of things, which I think might be a hint that you and I belong together.Her eyes dash wide and I back off to try another tactic. She need to smile and let those stressed lips free. I pinch her side and she squeals.Dont do that, she says, holding back a laugh. You know I hate being tickled.I graze my fingers across her other side and she squirms, in the lead dropping over the fence and landing on her back in the bum. I leap over the fence easily as she scrambles to her feet. She narrows her eyes, backing toward her back door. I run up to th e side of her and she skitters out of my reach. She glances at the door and then at the front yard, which is closer to her.Micha, seriously, she warns. Were too old for this.I spread my arms out to the side innocently. Im not doing anything.Her eyes bust to her house one last time and then shaking her head, she spins approximately and runs for the front yard. I give her a head start before I sprint off after her. When I round the house, shes up on the front porch, jiggling the door knob.I laugh at her. Is it locked?She heaves a frustrated sigh and hops over the railing, slipping on the grass. Dammit Micha Im so going to kick your ass for this.Im planning on holding you to that threat. I jog after her across the neighbors yard.She races across the grass, her hair dropping out of a clip. She leaps over the brick fence into the next yard and smashes a row of flowers. Without using my men, I hop onto the fence, but trip during my come down and fall on my knees.She freezes in the mi ddle of the lawn and starts to laugh at me. You so deserved that.I get to my feet, dusting the dirt off my knees, and a bleak smile rises on my face. You think thats funny?Her eyes sparkle and its outlay the fall. You look ridiculous.Do I? I take a step toward her.She takes a step back. You do.Abruptly the sprinklers turn on, drenching the grass and her. She screams and covers her head with her arms.Serves you right for laugh at me, I say with a grin.She lets her arms fall to the side and smirks. Well, at least it keeps you away from me.Her dress is clinging to her system in all the right places and pieces of her wet hair stick to the sides of her face. She begins to construction in circles with her hands up higher up her head.Youre beautiful, I say, unable to help myself.EllaMicha looks ridiculous and I cant help but laugh. I havent laughed in so long that it feels unnatural leaving my mouth. Its like were kids again, as if this moment belongs in another time where things are weightless and full of sunshine.As Im laughing at him, the sprinklers turn on and my clothes instantly get soaked. At first I squeal, but then I let go, lifting my hands above my head and twirling in the water, figuring he wont come in after me.He calls out something about me being beautiful and then he charges into the sprinklers, completely blind-siding me. His arms snake around my waist and we breach to the ground but Micha holds my weight up, so I land on the wet grass gently.Micha, I say, trying to be serious. Dont do it. You know how much I hate being tickled.Which makes it even more appealing. water supply beads in his hair, his long eyelashes, his lips. With one hand, he pins my arms above my head and presses his body against mine. My wet clothes cling to my skin and I can feel every part of him. I take that back. This is more appealing. He lets his hand move up my ribs, his thumb sketching along the ridges, displace my body into a frenzy.I stop fighting him and lay shor t still. Water sprinkles our faces as he lowers his lips to mine. Our wet tongues twine together, full of desire as they collide. A strange, unfamiliar feeling opens inside of me again and my legs fall apart and hook around his waist, requesting more of him, like they did last night.Micha draws back, looking surprised as he glances at the house to the side of us and then at the street. Then he lets out an brutal growl and deepens the kiss, thrusting his tongue deep into my mouth. I suck on his bottom lip and trace my tongue along his lip ring. It sends a quiver through his body and Im secretly pleased, but my pleasure confuses me.Ella, he groans and then kisses me fiercely. His hand travels upward and cups my breasts. His thumb circles around my nipple and through the wet fabric of my clothes, the feeling is mind blowing. Its driving me wild and my knees vice-grip against his hips.A moan laced with ecstasy crumbles from my lips. Im starting to lose control again and its alarming. I try to get past it this time, but it consumes me and I have to stop. After a lot of effort, I get my arms between our bodies and I push him away.We should get back. I look at the brick home of the yard were laying in. Besides if Miss Fenerly comes out, shell have a aggregate attack.Michas aqua eyes penetrate me. Theres mud on his forehead and grass in the locks of his blonde hair. If thats what you want. Maneuvering to his feet, he takes my hand and lifts me to mine. He plucks pieces of grass out of my hair and lets his hand linger on my cheek.Holding hands, we walk across the grass and down the sidewalk, leaving a trail of water behind us and something else. Something invisible to the outside eye, but to me its more noticeable than the sun in the sky.