Aleah's POV

My dad pulls me away from Vic to meet his dad.

"Hello, I'm Aleah, but you can call me Leah everyone else does." He shook my hand firmly.

"I'm Victor Fuentes. Call me Victor since everyone calls my son Vic." I nodded.

"Can I ask you a question about painting?"

"Sure Leah." He smiled.

"How do you paint?"

Everyone burst out into laughter, even he did.

"Come on I'll show you how too." He said putting his arms around my shoulders & led me outside Vic following really close behind.

We all did the mixes & now we each got our own paint brushes.

"Oaky are you sure you don't know how to paint?" Vic asks. I shake my head.

"Can you draw?" He asks looking at me, making me blush.

"I love to draw." He clapped his hands.

"Just imagine this paint brush to be your pencil & the side of the house to be your canvas."

I nodded & started to paint. This was easy peasy.

Once I started I didn't want to stop. Lunch came & gone, I just wanted to stay & paint. It took my mind off things.

Than soon Vic came back alone.

"Where's your dad?" I ask Vic dipping the paint brush in the bucket to clean it off.

"They all went to the store to get some supper."

"So it's just me & you?" He nodded & then I noticed he was tugging on his sleeves. Like how I did when I use to cut constantly.

"Vic." I whispered. He stared at me. 'Mhmm'

"Show me your wrist."

Vic's POV

Should I? I don't know what to do.

I hesitate then she steps closer to me, filling the space between us.

She reaches down to my sleeves & raises the a little.

A little, that's all she needed.

I expected her too step away from me & call me down, call me another reason why I should cut. But no.

Instead she hugs me tightly. Crying into my shoulder.

"I'm sorry Vic, you probably don't want my pity & sympathy but I'm just saying I know how hard it is too stop, but you can stop. I did." She whispered.

My eyes widened. She self harms too?

I hug her back, burying my face into her soft hair

When we pull away, I trace her jaw line & she runs her hands through my hair. Leaving goosebumps.

I swear I could kiss her, without thinking I leaned in, but by my surprise she leaned in too.

Our lips collided & her lips were so soft on my lips. She twirled her hands in my hair & tugged on it, making me open my mouth to moan, she cut me off my exploring my mouth with her tongue.

She was tricky.

We pulled away panting. I swear she was the best kisser. Finding out my weaknesses & using them against me.

"That was amazing." She breathe out.

"Where did you learn to kiss like that?"

Just then her dad pulled up & she walked away.

"I have my secrets"

She left me standing there smiling like an idiot.

She was beautifully mysterious.

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