Piece By Piece [Private RP — Closed]

Lucas’s POV:

“Well…” I cursed my shyness at this moment. Sometimes Ashley was too smug for her own good. “I suppose it involved something intimate?”

Eden’s POV:

I raised my eyebrows at his statement, my heart hammering in my chest. I felt myself heat up a great amount, but I tried not to let it affect me too much. Sometimes Sterling’s smooth tongue was too annoying. Why was it that every time he said something about me, it made me feel weird?
I inched a little closer, my expression morphing into curiosity.
“Oh, really?” I drawled, attempting to mask the effect affect he was having on me. “Then what are the other reasons why you want to pursue me?”

Lucas’s POV:

I wasn’t an impatient person. No, not really. When it involved Ashley, though, I was incredibly impatient. She was so close. God, why did she like to tease me so much?
“I hate you so much,” I murmured under my breath before I finally pressed my lips against hers, running out patience. Every day, I desired her more. It was funny, but it was true.

Eden’s POV:

I can’t explain what those words did to me. I felt my resolve crumbling, my chest aching. I burned, and I didn’t even know why. A slightly tremor escaped me and I bit my lip, trying to keep a shudder from spilling out of my mouth.
Maintaining eye-contact with Sterling was one of the most difficult things I had to do. I loved his eyes. Once I looked in, I couldn’t escape. Other times, I want to hide because it’s his state that makes it look like he’s staring right through me. His heated gaze that makes me fidget and tremble, which makes me self-conscious. The way my name smoothly rolls off of his tongue, those sly compliments and the flirting that spills from his mouth… it all makes me feel weak in the knees. I was glad I was sitting. Otherwise, I was sure I would have fallen.
“Is that so?” I murmured, breathless as I leaned a little forward. I opened my mouth to continue when I noticed just how close he was to me. His face, barely a few inches away from mine, our noses almost touching.
My eyes widened and I froze, the sound of my heart beating fast ringing in my ears. He was so close. The last time it happened, he ended up kissing me.
Upon remembering the event, my lips began to throb, getting hotter. I knew he wouldn’t do it again, but I couldn’t help but wish he would. Then I immediately discarded the thought.
It was the look in his eyes that stopped my ability to think.

Eden’s POV:

My eyes flickered discreetly to Sterling’s pursed lips before I immediately returned to his eyes. I bit my lip, yelling at myself to pull away before I did something I would regret. Why was it so hard to pull away? Why did I want him to close the distance and kiss me? Why was he the one making me feel like this? Why, why, why? Why did someone like Sterling waltz into my life like that? Why was it so hard to resist?
Why was it that even though I know I shouldn’t, I wanted to press my lips against his? Would that get rid of the burning pain in my chest? Would I be able to breathe again if I did it?
I knew that if he kissed me, I wouldn’t be able to pull away. I knew if he kissed me, I would be doomed. Yet, I couldn’t bring to pull myself away because I knew I wanted nothing more than to feel his lips pressed against mine once again.
And I desperately wished he’d do it.

Eden’s POV:

“I can't do it… I'm sorry, Eden. I tried,” Sterling’s words rang in my ear, and before I could dwell on them further, his lips pressed against mine tightly, sending shivers down my spine. My stomach exploded and I froze completely, eyes wide open. The burning sensation didn’t decrease. It only increased and I felt like I couldn’t breathe.
My brain stopped functioning, and only when I felt the pressure decrease and Sterling pulling away slowly did it start to work.
I finally answered, pressing my lips tighter against him, my eyes fluttering close as my lips moved against his.
It didn’t slow down my speeding heart, nor did it eliminate the unknown feeling I was drowning in. But one thing I was sure of was that it did, in fact, put me to peace even if it was only a little bit.

Eden’s POV:

My skin burned under his touch. When he pulled away and rested his forehead against mine, it took everything out of me to not pull him into another kiss.
I breathed deeply, my eyes still shut tight as I tried to process everything that happened in the last five minutes. I trembled under his touch, feeling it getting hard to breathe all over again.
The kiss didn’t eliminate the burn, nor did it help make the heavy feeling disappear. It just got worse.
It was only then did the realization strike me hard, like dousing me in cold water.
He’d won.
I liked Sterling Ainsley.

Eden’s POV:

Sterling’s words registered in my brain and my eyes snapped open, dread filling me. I immediately pulled away, panic taking over.
“Shit,” I cursed under my breath, reaching out for the door handle. I pushed it open, grabbed my bag and walked out, running my fingers through my hair.
What did I just do? What didn’t I just do? How could I be so stupid? I should’ve pulled away the second this happened. I shouldn’t have let it happen. I should’ve pushed him away further. I shouldn’t have let him get close.
But despite all the thoughts running through my head, I couldn’t regret kissing him back. I couldn’t. And it scared me.
I immediately took out my phone, texted Ashley that I was heading to the bathroom. I needed to catch my breath, my thoughts, and most of all, I needed to get my composure back.

Eden’s POV:

Dinner was awkward. Ashley and Lucas tried to liven up the atmosphere and I could tell they were out of ideas. We got done with our food quickly and I reached into my bag to pay before I got up quickly.
I held out my hand to Lucas, an eyebrow raised. Lucas looked confused for a while before he realized what I wanted and handed me his car keys, although hesitantly.
I took them and walked out without looking back.

Lucas’s POV:

I couldn’t tell what was wrong with her, but the way both her and Sterling were behaving, I was sure of one thing: both of them were involved in this. I stood up and gave Ashley a smile.
“Sorry, I should talk to her,” I told her before I turned to Sterling. “Er, listen, whatever’s wrong, don’t let it discourage you, all right?”
With that said, I followed my sister out, feeling a little frustrated. I hoped she would tell me, or even learn to trust me.

Eden’s POV:

I was just about to sit in the car when Lucas came up beside me and rested his hand on my shoulder. I turned around, too tired to let out a snarky comment.
“Come on,” he said gently. “Let’s talk.”
He opened the back door and let himself in, motioning for me to do the same. Sighing, I obliged, sitting inside and closing the door.
“Okay, what happened?”
At first, I didn’t say anything. Lucas repeated his question and I finally opened my mouth.
“I don’t know,” I whispered, bringing my knees to my chest and hugging my legs tightly. “I don’t know what happened, Luke. One second I was enjoying and in the other, I felt like I was suffocating.”
My brother gently rubbed my head and I rested it against his shoulder while his arm wrapped around me.
“Can you tell me what’s wrong, Eden?”
I fell silent for a while before shrugging.
“We kissed,” I admitted quietly. “I let it happen. I didn’t pull away. I… liked it.”
“Then what’s the problem?”
I took a deep, frustrated breath.
“I don’t know, Lucas,” I said harshly. “I’m terrified of my feelings. I’m terrified. I’m scared of what will happen if I let him in. I’m scared of what I feel for him. I don’t deserve him. He deserves someone who can love him unconditionally, someone who isn’t me. Someone who can give him happiness. I can’t do that. I really can’t.”
“Why not?” Lucas questioned quietly. “Eden, he’s decided he wants to pursue you. You’ve pushed him away too many times and he’s still here. You can’t tell him what he should do and who he should want. You can’t decide who deserves him and who doesn’t. That’s up to him. That’s all on him. The question should be, what do you want? What do you want to do? Do you want him?”
I didn’t realize I was crying until I felt my sleeves dampen. Lucas’s hold on me tightened.
“I do,” I whispered shakily. “I want him. I want him so bad, Lucas, but how can I? I’m not good for him. I’m—“
“Good for him,” Lucas interrupted me. “Listen, you’re not a bad influence. You’re an amazing woman, Eden. You’re amazing. Why don’t you give both of you a chance? If you want him, you should tell him. If it doesn’t work out, there’s nothing to be ashamed about. What matters is that you tried.”
I stayed quiet, knowing he was right. Lucas surprised me. I didn’t think he had this side of him, but I suppose everyone matured at some point.
“Do you want to talk to him?”
I whipped my head towards him.
“Right now?” I whispered in disbelief. Lucas shrugged.
“You have to, y’know,” he replied. “It’s going to be okay. Just be honest. I’ll call him out.”
Lucas got out of the car from the other side, and for someone who didn’t want a confrontation, I let him walk back into the restaurant. He was right. If I wanted Sterling, I had to tell him. If I didn’t… I’d lose him.

Lucas’s POV:

I gave Ashley a small smile before looking over at Sterling.
“I think you should go out there,” I told him, crossing my arms slowly. “Talk it out.”

Lucas’s POV:

I rolled my eyes.
“She wants to,” I told him. “She wants to talk to you. So run along now.”

Eden’s POV:

I bit my lip, shifting from one foot to the other, leaning against the car. I decided to wait outside, the fresh air helping my nervousness decrease.
When I saw Sterling walk out, my heart nearly stopped.

Eden’s POV:

When Sterling finally stood in front of me, I admit I wanted to run away. It wasn’t like me to avoid confrontation, but at this moment I didn’t want to be here because I was afraid of what I’d say. My body, however, refused to work.
“You… were right,” I finally said, the words spilling out of my mouth quietly.

Eden’s POV:

I turned my face away from him, crossing my arms tightly.
“Ever since you kissed me that day, I’ve been so conflicted,” I continued in a whisper. “It burns and I feel like I’m suffocating. I can’t sleep properly because whenever I do, your face just pops in my mind.” My voice broke off a little and I covered my mouth with my hand, trying not to cry. Not in front of him. Not again. “It burns, Sterling. I want to be around you but I can’t because I’m afraid you’ll realize I’m not the one for you. I want you desperately but I can’t because I’m afraid I’ll end up messing up all over again. I don’t want to lose you, Sterling. But I’m afraid I’ll end up losing you anyway.” I didn’t know I was crying until I felt a tickle on my cheek. I immediately wiped it off, but more followed its way. “I want you, Sterling. I really, really do. I know I don’t deserve you, but I end up wanting you, anyway and I just don’t know what to do anymore.”

(By the way… HIYA, MARSHMALLOW~
I’m making my best friend read this. 🤣)

Eden’s POV:

I rested my head against Sterling’s chest, wanting nothing more than for him to hold me. I missed his warmth more than anything.
Finally, I looked up at him and managed a smile.
“Well,” I murmured. “Aren’t you going to kiss me?”