22. Acceptance

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When I opened my eyes, I was staring into a pair of blue ones. Randall was sitting on the floor by the couch, watching me sleep. “I’m really bad at helping you train,” He said apologetically.

I smiled at the pathetic look on his handsome face. “It’s okay. I think from what I’ve learned, I can spend the rest of the time until the full moon training,” I paused and bit my lip, “Alone.”

He looked up at me, a hurt look on his face, as if I were rejecting him.

“We can still spend time together,” I assured him. “I just think it would be better if I trained alone for a bit. Tala seems to enjoy making you suffer. She wants you in a bad way.”

He half-laughed, half-sighed, “Okay, but promise me that you’ll keep me updated with your progress. Call me if something, anything goes wrong, and ask me as many questions as you need. You’re technically my responsibility.”

“I promise,” I kissed him gently. He took the kiss as an invitation and crawled onto the couch on top of me, kissing me again, but much deeper, so hard that his stubble grated against my skin and my head was pushed into the soft upholstery. I grabbed handfuls of his red hair and pulled him even closer to me, pressing his bare chest against my torn shirt.

“Where are your parents?” I breathed.

“Work,” He grinned, probably reading too much into my question.

I pulled off what was left of my shirt, exposing my bare stomach and my pink bra, mercifully still intact from the earlier events. I pulled him against me, feeling his hot skin against mine, kissing him again and forcing my tongue into his mouth. My hands yearned to unbutton his pants as well as my own. They urged to strip him down to his underwear and run themselves up and down his entire body. I had a feeling that his own hands desired to do something of the same, maybe to undo my bra and take my breasts into them, to touch me all over.

Yet, miraculously, we resisted. After what seemed like forever yet not long enough, we broke apart. Tala, still exhausted, let me be for the whole time, but I didn’t want to push my luck. She seemed to like coming out during my intimate times with Randall.

I carefully put my shirt back on. It was barely hanging together. I would have to throw it away when I got back to my dorm.

It would be dark soon, and I needed to talk to Lilith, so I had Randall drive me back. We didn’t speak much during the ride; we just listened to a local radio station, more commercials than music.

It was dark when we arrived. I kissed Randall goodbye and thanked him for the ride.

When I got up to my room, Lilith was awake and in the living room, seemingly waiting for me. She took one look at the shreds of my shirt and my bare feet and laughed. “Are you willing to accept my training yet?”

I glared at her. I didn’t like the teasing, but I had no choice. “When do we start?”

She grinned, “You seem tired. How about tomorrow night?”

“Fine,” I started towards my room.

She called after me, “Make sure you get as much sleep as you can, tomorrow is going to be a very long night.”

Even though it was still early evening, I happily followed Lilith’s advice. I was too exhausted to stay awake anyway. I put on my pajamas, threw away the remains of my shirt, brushed my teeth, and passed out on my bed. The next sound I heard was my alarm.

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A/N: Sorry if this chapter seems a little uneventful. It's basically just a transitioning chapter from her training with Randall to Lilith. Anyway, hope you guys enjoy. There's another chapter coming tomorrow and another one on Thursday. :D