Helanie:
He lost his balance and fell onto his back, his phone slipping to the side. The screen showed an ongoing call with the name Helanie, but I already knew it wasn't me. It was Kesha.
Before he could fight back, I yanked the earpiece from his ear and crushed my lips against his. His struggle slowly faded, and within seconds his hands slid around my back, pulling me onto him and deepening the kiss. For a moment, everything felt right. Our lips tangled, each touch sending sparks through my body. But it was never going to be that easy. Kesha didn't play.
A sudden ringtone jolted us apart. As our kiss broke, my eyes darted to the phone on the floor, and his head snapped toward it too. He stared at the screen, and I saw his eyes darken, turning black again.
"No, Kaye, don't attend that call!" I cried, reaching for the phone, but he grabbed my hand, shoved me aside, and snatched it up. He put it on speaker.
