Supernatural Love by Sophere P. (e reader comics .txt) 📖

piece of paper he'd gotten from his back pocket and closed it in her hand. "Call me issy when you're feeling better."

 

Isadore stuffed the paper in her pocket. "Will do."

 

"Oh! and issy?"

 

She looked up at him. "Yes, Eli?"

 

"I'm sorry," he said looking into her big brown eyes with sincerity.

 

"It's okay I'll be fine and I'll give you a call later on," she said as she got up and walked towards the door. With that he left as she locked up behind him. Isadore slouched up against the door. "Did I really just call him eli?" she asked herself, smiling all the while.

 

Elijah stopped in his stride for a quick second, noticing that she too had already given him a nickname...Eli. He smirked at that.

 

After that day when she had called him, they talked for hours over the phone and even when they hung out at school together they became like bestfriends. They sat together all the time and joked around with each other. Sometimes he'll crack jokes or tease her in ways that made her mad. She'll hit on him until he start to laugh and make funny faces and eventually she'll find no choice but to join in on the laughter. She'll hide his coat whenever he got up to sharpen his pencil or go to the washroom but eventually he'll find it. They hung out everyday, almost all day. The more they hung out, the closer they became.

Chapter 3

Isadore was sitting with shirah during lunchtime when she noticed she didn't see elijah at the lunchline. She stretched her neck to see over the people that were crowded around in the cafeteria.

 

"Damn you try to stretch it any further, people gonna mistaken you for a girraffe," shirah said. Laughing at her own joke.

 

Isadore stopped and looked down at her plate, blushing. "Nah I was just trying to see what's going on around the cafeteria," isadore lied. Shirah sat her fork down and looked over at isadore.

 

"Girl please! you were looking for mister hot stuff," she said out loud. 

 

"Shhhh! dang shirah," isadore mumbled, throwing a french frie at her.

 

Shirah laughed. "So you do like him, huh?"

 

"Yeah.. I mean we have a lot in common but I'm not sure he has the same feelings I have for him," isadore said. Not completely hungry anymore.

 

Shirah smacked her lips at hearing isadore talk like that. "Trust me I know he likes you."

 

"No he doesn't," isadore said, shaking her head.

 

"You don't know that and plus you should see the way he look at you!"

 

Isadore looked up at shirah now.

 

"Mhm I knew I'd have your attention then." Isadore just rolled her eyes, smiling all the while.

 

"Girl he looks at you like you're the only one he has eyes for. Shit, and when he be smiling at you..Girll!," shirah shrieked, giggling. "He totally wants you, no doubt about that!"

 

Isadore began gnawing down on her lip, thinking about what shirah just said. "How can you be so sure?"

 

"Because your friend knows these kinda things. Just look at me and doug. Helluuurrr!!Duuuur," she said as she threw a french frie at isadore's forehead.

 

They were both giggling when doug and elijah showed up at the table. Dough sat down next to shirah, taking a frie off her plate, giving her a kiss on the cheek when she slapped playfully at his chest. Elijah came onto the other side of the lunch table, taking a seat beside isadore.

 

"Bae I told you about being too thirsty for this lunchroom food," she teasingly said towards doug.

 

Doug muffed her in the head playfully, "Girl, please! I can go to popeyes right now and not give a damn about this crummy ass cafeteria food."

 

"Shiid I'm with you!" elijah said as he and doug high-fived each other on that.

 

Shirah shook her head, waving a finger in dougs face."Nuh uh, don't try to front like you haven't smashed this food before."

 

Dough started laughing, "Okay, that was one time! but not anymore." He then turned his head, ducking and scratching the back of his head.

 

Shirah rolled her eyes, "Exactly but you've eaten the food though! So shut up!" Elijah laughed hysterically at what she just said and how doug was giving her a side-way look now.

 

Doug stood up and grabbed shirah from behind, lifting her off the seat and up into his arms. Shirah screamed out loud, getting stares from everybody in the cafeteria but it died down once they seen that it was playfulness. "Aaaah! bae put me down, you know I'm scared of heights!"

 

Isadore shook her head at them joking around like little children. "They do the most at times."

 

"I won't not unless you say the four words," he threatened, squeezing her tightly by the waist.

 

"I love you," shirah giggled.

 

Doug swirled around in cirlces faster, "You missing something in that sentence!"

 

Shirah screamed, covering her eyes. "I love you, bae!"

 

He suddenly stopped and settled her firmly onto the floor, smacking her ass. "Better had!"

 

"Bae lets go to popeyes I'm craving for some chicken now."

 

Doug smacked his lips and grabbed her hands. "My baby hungry so WE FINNA GO GET HER SOME MUH FUCKIN' CHICKEEEEN!" he yelled out.

 

Isadore and elijah laughed as they got more stares from people and as shirah was covering half of her face with the one free hand she had.

 

Elijah stared back at isadore who was still laughing all the while texting on her phone. Silence filled the space around them as he continued to watch her text at a fast pace on her keyboard. He looked amused by her little thumbs moving fast across the keys in such speed, he'd be sure she'd sprain her thumbs. "Don't hurt yourself now," elijah said jokingly.

 

Isadore was too busy to even notice that he was watching her, but once she did she slid the keyboard up and put her phone back into her backpack. "Sorry," she laughed out loud.

 

"Its okay," he began running his hands throw his dregds again.

 

"So how's classes been?" Isadore tried to talk without stammering, he was just so damn sexy. So she tried to play cool and be herself.

 

"It's been okay I guess. How 'bout you?"

 

"The same here," he shrugged.

 

It got back quiet between them two. Elijah was so scared to ask isadore out. He liked her from the very moment he started talking to her, so how was he to go about it. Because if he don't tell her, then someone else might come and take her, and he couldn't have that. Taking a deep breath he looked back at isadore, who was staring at him for the longest.

 

"What?" he asked.

 

Isadore just smiled, shaking her head. "It's nothing."

 

Elijah propped his elbows on the table and smirked at her, "You sure because you cheesing hella hard right now."

 

Isadore punched him in the arm and he pretended that he was injured, causing her to laugh out loud and snort. Elijah stared at her in shocked, as isadore covered her mouth with her hand, too embarrassed that she just snorted right in front of him. "omg!" she shrieked as she covered her face in hands.

 

Elijah grabbed her wrists and tried to pry her hands open but as little as she was, she had a surprisingly strong hold. "Issy! it's okay," he chuckled.

 

Gosh she loved when he chuckled, it was so sexy and low. "No it's not!" she mumbled back.

 

Elijah smacked his lips and began to shake her vigourousy, which caused isadore to look up at him. "Issy I'd like to ask you something important!" elijah said, gnawing at his lip nervously.

 

But before he could ask her, the bell rang and they quickly hugged each other and went to their seperate classes. Shirah was not lieing about what she had told isadore.

 

Days past as her and elijah got close and closer in getting to know each other. It felt as if she'd known him her whole enitre life. Sometimes when the teacher wasn't looking he'll throw a paperball at the back of hes head and have the whole class bursting out in laughter. He'll bring her Mcdonalds which was her favorite food. She'll bring him olive garden, which was his favorite food. They hung out in the library and fooled around until they got kicked out. He'll walk isadore home sometimes and they'll play I-spy or the twentyone-question game on the walk to her house.

 

Sometimes he'll hide from her when she isn't looking and have her wondering where he is. Eventually, he'll drop down from out of the tall trees or a big rock and scare her. They really got close as the days past. They took their route to isadore's house after school. "Elijah I didn't know you were so good at basketball," isadore said, giving him a slight shove to the arm.

 

Isadore stumbled over a broken piece of sidewalk but he caught her around the waist just in time and let go once she was steady. "Thanks, I'm a little unbalanced," she laughed nervously.

 

He nodded, "It's okay just as long as you don't fall on your face again," he laughed aloud.

 

Isadore slapped his arm and he laughed even more. "Whatever." Isaodre stopped and began pouting, pretending to be mad. Elijah scooped her up in his arms, as she screamed when he twirled them both in circles.

 

Stopping, he went over and slumped down against a tree trunk. "Aww is the poor baby tired and dizzy," isadored said teasingly.

 

He tried to reach out and grab her but she quickly dodged his fingers just within grasp of her shirt. Laughing, she stuck her tongue out at him and he got up and chased after her. Isadore tripped over some moss. Elijah caught up to her and snatched her up." Caught ya!" He said giving out an devilish laugh.

 

"No," she screamed. "I tripped no fair!" They both laughed as he held her and sat down with her in his lap. Isadore leaned against his chest and inhaled his scent, holding him tighter. She began to nuzzle his neck and nibble at his skin behind his ear, touching one of his most sensitive areas.

 

Elijah sat into a more comfortable position. "Isadore?" he groaned.

 

She giggled at the sound of his voice. "Yes?"

 

"C-can you-u-u-u stop that please," he begged, but made no movement of discomfort.

 

Sensing that he liked it she licked his neck. He grabbed her waist as she began to kiss him. He slid one hand about the back of her head, deepening the kiss. Wanting more of him, isadore grabbed the front of his shirt, tugging it upward. Sensing what she was trying to do, elijah broke their kiss and whipped off his shirt, exposing a wonderfully hard toned body with an eight pack. Their bodies then joined again as they kissed and groped each other and until isadore was so hot and craving to touch him in places, giving her feelings she never felt before. She had to stop. She didnt want to. It felt so good.

 

No! a voice screamed in the inside of her head.

 

Feeling unconscious and scared of everything that was happening, she tore her lips away from his and moved far away from him. Watching his reaction to what just happened, she turned her back to him and pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms about her legs.

 

Unable to grasp the concept of what he