♥ ♥ Sugar Rush ~ {Eye - Candy Part Four }~(Fan-fiction)♥~ Episode Final

Sugar dragged herself up the steps. With each step she took small puddles formed behind her causing the hem of her jacket to drape around her goose bump riddled legs.1

Sugar reached the top of the stairs.2

The house was silent. She knew by now Nathan and Matt would be getting their last needed hours of sleep, but Kizza would still be awake. Her music echoed softly throughout the hallway. Her light shone underneath the door.3

Sugar refrained herself, centering herself as best as her patience would let her, before she wrapped her trembling hands around the doorknob and opened to door into Kizza's bedroom.4

To Sugar's disbelief Kizza lay soundlessly asleep. Resting on the edge of the bed. Her legs hanging from the edge. Tangled in dirty clothes Sugar had left on the floor. 5

Sugar stood silently for a moment contemplating her options. 6

Sugar knew that as soon as Kizza woke up that she was going to loose it with her for not being their to support her, stand up for her and rescue her. It was bound to happen whether it be now or come dawn when the rest of the house hold was awake to hear their cat fight. Regardless of time, they would hear it and Sugar was not about to hold back. She never held back in a fight.7

Sugar threw her shoes at the wall. 8

Tired, shivering and furious she stripped down to her underwear throwing her clothes in the bathroom. Sugar walked over the Kizza's open cupboard reaching into her duffel bag and pulled out a towel, holding it to her chest. It smelt like Kizza.9

“You're back?” Kizza said sleepily rubbing her eyes. Bringing herself to an upright position.10

Sugar jumped dropping the towel on her feet.11

“Fucking hell Kizza are you trying you give me a heart attack you twat? Could you not have waited? Impatient bitch.”12

Kizza stared at Sugar- eying the towel laying on her feet and the wet clothes that were in a bundle on the bathroom floor. Her eyes widened. She ran a hand through her teased bed-hair becoming more aware of the situation as alertness conspired. 13

Kizza stood up and walked over to where Sugar stood shivering. A frown wrinkling her forehead.14

“What the fuck is that? Kizza asked pointing to the pile of clothes.15

Sugar shrugged. Lazily undoing her bra to reveal her hardened nipples Her aureole's Coffee bean brown. Sugar's goose bumps were now more apparent as she became aware of Kizza watching.16

“A pile of ruined fucking clothes that could have been prevented if you hadn't been such a twat,” Sugar barked slipping her sodden panties off.17

Sugar bent down picking up her towel and walked towards the bathroom in silence. She reached into the shower turning on the hot tap and stepped underneath the piercing hot water. Her skin crawled.18

Kizza picked up the pile of clothes hugging them close to her body. Even when drenched she could still smell Sugar's scent lingering on the fabric.19

“I know what they are. I am asking you what the fuck happened to you tonight and don't tell me you went for a swim because I can see right through you and your 'fuck you' demeanor.”20

Sugar laughed.21

“Thanks for the observation. Did you even listen to anything that I said? I said if it wasn't for you it would have never happened in the first place. Selfish bitch.”22

Kizza watched Sugar soaping up her body. Her fingers furiously covering every curve, line and deep temping crevice. She shook her head. Turning her attention to the bath instead. Desire was her bitch.23

“Why am I the one to blame here?” Kizza said trying to keep the tone of confusion and hurt from her voice.24

“They've got new bouncers at the club. All this ID shit. They wouldn't let me in and when I persisted they grouped up on me, dragged me and threw me into the ocean. I would have nearly drowned in that dress if it hadn't of been for a couple of leso's who saw me bobbing up and down in the water. No thanks to you of course - I had some apple bobbing stranger giving me tongue to tongue resuscitation.”25

“You're blaming me for how your evening turned out?” Kizza said throwing Sugar's clothes on the floor. She turned to Sugar who has turned the water off and was now standing naked in the cubical- shivering.”26

“Can you pass me the towel?” Sugar said flatly, pointing to the towel she was using as a bath mat. 27

Kizza picked up the towel handing it awkwardly to Sugar.28

Sugar yanked it from Kizza's hand. Wiping her body all over, before she wrapped the towel around her head like a turban.29

“You're blaming me because there is no one else to blame. You got rejected. That's what's killing you. It isn't what they did to you at all, or that I wasn't there for you. I was the fact that someone didn't want a little Sugar and spice.”30

Sugar scowled, stepping naked into the bedroom. She Picked up a pair of see through panties and pulled them on. Her back turned to Kizza.31

“God if you could only see what's in front of you,” Kizza muttered. Closing the bathroom door behind them. 32

Sugar spun around. Her nostrils flaring. Her eyes flashing wildly.33

Kizza waited for the claws and the plunge. Instead she was hit with Sugar's hot, heated backhand.34

“What did you say?” Sugar demanded. Her hand raised in the air. Ready to strike again if necessary.35

Kizza kept her attention to Sugar's Hand. Readying herself for the next blow. Not courageous enough to take the opportunity to stare at her bouncing breasts.36

“I said,” Kizza replied, calmly rubbing her burning cheek. “I said if only you could see what's in front of you.”37

Sugar frowned. A confused pout replacing her scowling lips.38

“What are you talking about? You're making no sense.”39

Kizza took a deep breath placing her hands slowly on Sugar's shoulders.40

Sugar who was to tired to shake them off stood rigid. Her hand lingering above their heads.41

“I mean to say” Kizza said fighting back her bodily urges to look down at Sugars tight, transparent panties. 42

“That you don't always see what's right in front of you. You're too busy looking for something that is already there. You have to open your eyes Sugar to see for yourself instead of replying on everyone else to do it for you.”43

Sugar lowered her hand. Her expression remained the same.44

“What the fuck are you on about Kizza? It's god knows what time in the morning and you're laying all this psycho bullshit on me. Speak in English you twat.”45

Kizza sighed. Her eyes deceived her. She wrapped her fingers around the nape of Sugar's neck and drew her close. Their bodies colliding. Kizza pressed her lips against Sugars. Her fingers stroking her supple skin. Her eyes never leaving Sugars. Searching-sensing- scanning for any kind of reaction to her kiss.46

The moment was now. Kizza didn't want to have to resort to her confession. Good things came to those who waited, but the time for waiting was long gone.47

Sugar's eyes darted. Her heart raced, pounding against her ribcage – Exploding like fireworks inside her. Her lips met Kizza's. Her body forced her away. 48

With each stroke Sugar's panties grew damp and in a matter of moments her hand met Kizza's breast as she tried to push her away. Only to be thrown into the edge of the bed. Her legs hanging, tangled around Kizza's waist. 49

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