Chapter 19: Saving Myself
Marshall pulled the trigger, au so Kick thought. There stood an officer, accompanied kwa 7 others. "Put down the weapon, we will shoot if provoked." Marshall slid the pistol to the officer. It made a shrill scraping noise across the concrete."Kick?" He watched her worried eyes with wonder "it's over." she beamed "It's over!" she hugged him tightly. They fell to their knees in an embrace. "I thought I Lost wewe " he spoke I to the nape of her neck, making her sigh. "The feeling was mutual" he tucked a lock of blonde hair behind her ear. She flinched. "I could never hurt you, I won't ever let anyone harm wewe again." He let his tears fall onto her lap. Twirling hair between his fingers, he never thought he would feel her again.
Kick sat at the side of the hospital bed, watching nurses check for broken bones. "Huh" a chubby red-haired woman spoke up "nothing but bruises and scars, your one tough girl." she smiled and took Kick's hand. "I had some help from my guardian angel." "by the way, three girls I found smelled like you, a coincidence? They were on the courthouse lawn last month." she knew what he ment "Goth, Prep and Tomboy?" "yeah, how did.." she cut him off "Marshall's sisters looking for you." "that info could have been useful a while ago."
After packing their things at the hotel, Kick had some time to talk with Jessica. "What did wewe do to yourself?!" she retch into a bag and pulled out a familiar cap. "Helmet?" she smiled sweetly and glanced down at it. "I loved wewe how wewe were. Don't wewe ever change." he took it from her hands and placed it on his head. Where it belonged. Small tufts of hair curled out the bottom and top. Jessica giggled and played with the juu curl. "Cute." she flicked it upward. "there's the Kick I remember." he followed her bruised eyes as they traveled up his arms to his face. His lips trembled for words. Nothing. His stomach lurched. What would he do next? He looked down and pondered for a moment. Something soft met his lips. Evoking him to do something. He held her around the waist as she rested her hands behind his head. It was the first kiss they shared, it was long overdue but worth the wait. They just couldn't get enough of each other. They toppled over each other on the bed, putting them in an awkward position. Neither paid any mind. Her leg rested on his manhood, they knew they were going to push themselves so far, they couldn't turn back. Jessica released his lips and sat over him, breathing hard. His hands moved so that they were behind his head as he smiled up at her. He winked at her. "You just had a naughty thought, didn't you?" he shrugged "anythings possible." "well.."she whispered seductively running her finger tips across his chest "what can we do about that?" her lips hovered over his, teasing him. Daring his to take her. She smiled and laughed at his nervous face and uncomfortable body language. Very tense. "you did honestly think we would do anything now?"she alisema between giggles. "a boy can dream can't he?" she rolled off him. "and that's all it will be until we are old enough and ready." "Besides." he fixed his collar, alama and cleared his throat. " wewe owe me for saving your life." she tossed a mto at his grinning face. "It was a joke! I swear !"
Marshall pulled the trigger, au so Kick thought. There stood an officer, accompanied kwa 7 others. "Put down the weapon, we will shoot if provoked." Marshall slid the pistol to the officer. It made a shrill scraping noise across the concrete."Kick?" He watched her worried eyes with wonder "it's over." she beamed "It's over!" she hugged him tightly. They fell to their knees in an embrace. "I thought I Lost wewe " he spoke I to the nape of her neck, making her sigh. "The feeling was mutual" he tucked a lock of blonde hair behind her ear. She flinched. "I could never hurt you, I won't ever let anyone harm wewe again." He let his tears fall onto her lap. Twirling hair between his fingers, he never thought he would feel her again.
Kick sat at the side of the hospital bed, watching nurses check for broken bones. "Huh" a chubby red-haired woman spoke up "nothing but bruises and scars, your one tough girl." she smiled and took Kick's hand. "I had some help from my guardian angel." "by the way, three girls I found smelled like you, a coincidence? They were on the courthouse lawn last month." she knew what he ment "Goth, Prep and Tomboy?" "yeah, how did.." she cut him off "Marshall's sisters looking for you." "that info could have been useful a while ago."
After packing their things at the hotel, Kick had some time to talk with Jessica. "What did wewe do to yourself?!" she retch into a bag and pulled out a familiar cap. "Helmet?" she smiled sweetly and glanced down at it. "I loved wewe how wewe were. Don't wewe ever change." he took it from her hands and placed it on his head. Where it belonged. Small tufts of hair curled out the bottom and top. Jessica giggled and played with the juu curl. "Cute." she flicked it upward. "there's the Kick I remember." he followed her bruised eyes as they traveled up his arms to his face. His lips trembled for words. Nothing. His stomach lurched. What would he do next? He looked down and pondered for a moment. Something soft met his lips. Evoking him to do something. He held her around the waist as she rested her hands behind his head. It was the first kiss they shared, it was long overdue but worth the wait. They just couldn't get enough of each other. They toppled over each other on the bed, putting them in an awkward position. Neither paid any mind. Her leg rested on his manhood, they knew they were going to push themselves so far, they couldn't turn back. Jessica released his lips and sat over him, breathing hard. His hands moved so that they were behind his head as he smiled up at her. He winked at her. "You just had a naughty thought, didn't you?" he shrugged "anythings possible." "well.."she whispered seductively running her finger tips across his chest "what can we do about that?" her lips hovered over his, teasing him. Daring his to take her. She smiled and laughed at his nervous face and uncomfortable body language. Very tense. "you did honestly think we would do anything now?"she alisema between giggles. "a boy can dream can't he?" she rolled off him. "and that's all it will be until we are old enough and ready." "Besides." he fixed his collar, alama and cleared his throat. " wewe owe me for saving your life." she tossed a mto at his grinning face. "It was a joke! I swear !"
"Hey, Kick! Do wewe wanna head down to Food'n'Fix and see what's new?" Gunther asked.
"No, that's a terrible idea, Gunther. Let's head down to Food'n'Fix and see what's new."
"Okay, good idea! Why didn't I think of that?" When they got to Food'n'Fix, they were a little disappointed.
"Hey, it's danger dude and the wing man! What can I do ya for?"
"Wade, give us all the Cheetah Chug wewe got." Kick said.
"I'm sorry, danger dude, someone keeps stealing it. It's all gone."
"How could this happen? How could someone do such a thing? I'm gonna go nuts without Cheetah Chug. NOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Gunther yelled, panicking.
"Everything's gonna be okay, Gunther. So, do wewe have video cameras here au anything that could catch the culprit?"
"Uuuuuhhhhhhhh........ actually yeah, there's one over there. But that's it. It stopped working a few years ago."
"Gunther, do wewe still have your power tools?" Kick asked.
"Of course!"
"Gunther, we're gonna install new cameras."
"No, that's a terrible idea, Gunther. Let's head down to Food'n'Fix and see what's new."
"Okay, good idea! Why didn't I think of that?" When they got to Food'n'Fix, they were a little disappointed.
"Hey, it's danger dude and the wing man! What can I do ya for?"
"Wade, give us all the Cheetah Chug wewe got." Kick said.
"I'm sorry, danger dude, someone keeps stealing it. It's all gone."
"How could this happen? How could someone do such a thing? I'm gonna go nuts without Cheetah Chug. NOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Gunther yelled, panicking.
"Everything's gonna be okay, Gunther. So, do wewe have video cameras here au anything that could catch the culprit?"
"Uuuuuhhhhhhhh........ actually yeah, there's one over there. But that's it. It stopped working a few years ago."
"Gunther, do wewe still have your power tools?" Kick asked.
"Of course!"
"Gunther, we're gonna install new cameras."