Bad Boy Blues(117)
I’ll accept them and keep them safe, just as I’ll keep him safe inside my chest.
“W-When did you write this?” I manage to ask after a while.
Zach’s wiping off my tears and tucking my newly-colored hair behind my ear. “I’ve been writing it a long time. Probably when you decided to give me a chance.” My eyes go wide at his answer. “Earlier versions sounded dumb.”
I snort. “Oh please. Nothing you say to me can sound dumb. Except, one thing.”
“What?”
I kiss him first and cross my ankles at the small of his back. “You’ve always been the prince I think you are.”
He smiles against my lips. “Yeah?”
“Uh-huh. You know what that means, right?”
“What?”
“You’re going to have to marry me now.”
“Is that right?”
“Yup. You promised. I have it in writing.”
He kisses me again, pressing our bodies so close together that we breathe as one. “Stage-five clinger.”
“You like it.”
I deepen our kiss, then.
His taste floods my mouth and all I can do is hold on to him. When his lips move to my jaw, traveling down to my neck, I tell him, “I want you to kiss me. The way you like it.”
He groans into my skin and lowers my feet to the ground.
Staring into my eyes, he comes down on his knees. “Be careful what you wish for, Blue.”
He doesn’t wait for my answer as his mouth falls on my bare belly and he starts working on my buttons.
Moaning, I arch my neck up and look at the stars again. They are beautiful and breath-taking, as always. But like every night, I search for the brightest of the bunch.
When I find them – two of them, in fact, I name them: Zachariah and Cleopatra.
After that, I close my eyes and lose myself in his kiss on my core.
***
She calls me a prince and herself, Cinderella.
I agree.
She’s my Cinderella. Except in our story, Cinderella saves the prince.
I meant every word that I wrote; she saved me when I least deserved it. She saved me from my past and my anger. She made me realize that I was powerful enough to move on. That the past doesn’t define me. I define myself. I make my own future.
She made me believe that I can break the chains and fly out of my tower.
Yeah, she made me a believer. Of love.
And now, I’m going to spend the rest of my life slaying her dragons.
Because she’s mine.
My Blue.
My prize.
THE END
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Thank you so much for reading Zach and Cleo’s story. I’m usually very happy when I finish a book but this one made me cry. Saying goodbye to these characters was very hard. Perhaps because their experiences are very personal to me. And I know that they will forever inspire me to be strong in the face of adversity.
Bullying, as we all know, is a sociological problem. It’s a disease, really – a rampant one at that. And my aim in writing this book is to make people aware of its effects.
Bullying has consequences and repercussions that can last a lifetime. Even one thoughtless, cruel comment can break someone’s spirit to a degree that it takes years for them to put it back together. Not to mention, bullying is not confined to a school or a classroom or a playground. You can find it at your workplace, at your dining table and in this social media age, definitely on the internet.
As bullied, we always think that if we keep our head down and not react, things will stop. The torture will stop. The taunts and ridicule will disappear. The bully will disappear.
However, I can assure you that running away is not the answer. The answer is to stand up to your bully. The answer is to fight back. The answer is to do the right thing and take away your bully’s powers.
Without you and your fear, a bully is nothing. A bully isn’t even a bully. He’s simply a coward and an insecure human being with a very small life.
As I said before, many of the characters’ experiences and emotions are very personal to me. Meaning, I’ve gone through them myself. I’ve gone through the ridicule, the anxiety of it and the panic that it causes. The complete description and what inspired me to write this book can be found here: BAD BOY BLUES AND BULLYING.
As always, I’m very grateful for your time and your support. It is my sincerest hope that reading this story gave you the strength that I gained while writing it.
XoXo
Saffron
My husband: He is and will always be my number one supporter. He has more faith in me than I have in myself. I don’t know how I got this lucky but thank you for everything, baby.
My sister: I wrote this book while I was visiting her and she became such a champion of Zach and his character. I had such a great time with you, sis. I love you to the moon and back.