by Blood, Joy
“Do you think Rick and Shawn heard? Oh, my god, I'm so embarrassed!”
“I hope they heard, hell I hope the whole state heard. You’re mine and I want everyone to know it. Don't be embarrassed your screaming is sexy especially when you scream my name.” He says wiggling his eyebrows up and down, cocky bastard. We only had sex two more times last night but probably would have more if we didn't run out of condoms. That’s definitely something I'm going to carry around in surplus from now on.
“I'm going to go and take a shower, want to join me?” he asks while getting out of bed. He’s still naked and all I can do is stare at that perfect ass of his. “Linn, you coming?” He snaps me out of my daydream.
“Oh, yeah I could use a shower.” Hoping out of bed I shed off the tee shirt I was wearing, throwing it, not caring where it lands. He has the water going when I get in the bathroom and is stepping in not waiting. I watch him tilt his face up into the spray of the water scrubbing it in his hands. He turns his head toward the door searching for me, smiling when he finds me at standing there watching him. He doesn't say anything just jerks his head telling me to join him.
Stepping into the spray I wet my hair first then scrub the sleep off my face. Wrapping his arms around me he holds me tight to him and kisses my forehead, my cheek, then my lips. Pulling back to look in my eyes for a beat then dives back in and kissed me harder. When he is done plundering my mouth he slowly turns me around and I hear a bottle open then his hands are in my hair lathering it with shampoo. After rinsing it he finger combs the conditioner through to the ends then starts washing me with some fruity smelling body wash. His movements aren't sexual just comforting, loving. This feeling right now is something I haven't felt since before my mom died and at this moment I dare to enjoy it.
When he is done washing me I do the same for him taking my time.
“What is the date for?” I break the silence and ask about his tattoo. He is quiet for a moment and I think he may not tell me but he answers. “Just a date. A reminder.”
“A good date? Because it doesn't seem like a good one.”
“No, not a good one.”
“Why would you get it etched permanently on your skin then?” Why indeed?
“Torment I suppose. To never let me forget no matter how much you may love someone and trust them they still have the power to tear your heart out.” That’s deep. I suppose I may be able to relate.
“What did she do to you?”
“Not to me.” He kisses me. “Water is starting to get cold.” With that, he shuts it off and gets out wrapping a towel around himself. Handing me one when I step out. I guess I'm not the only one with secrets I don't want to share. “Gotta get back, stuff to do today.” He says gruffly then walks out of the bathroom leaving me to wonder who the hell broke this man’s heart.
The ride home is quiet, well except for the wind. When we get home he drops me off first. What the hell?
“I’ll call you, okay babe?” So much for the whole ‘you’re mine’ speech he gave me last night. I almost say don't bother but I can’t get the words out. I just smile and give him a quick kiss then I'm on my way into my apartment where I find a sad Cristal.
“So how did your date go?” the first date with art class guy went good enough that she agreed to a second one. The look on her face has me thinking this one didn't go as well. That guy had better not be the reason she is sad or so help me I will take out a contract on him. Well maybe not to that extreme, maybe.
“It was good, we went to some Italian place, nice place. The food was good conversation was good then I saw him.”
“Who?”
“Dez.”
“Dez? What was he doing there? That’s weird.”
“He was a waiter, our waiter. He didn't let on that we knew each other but Ron, my date, was so rude. He took one look at his tattoos and piercings and starting putting him down.” This guy sounds like a tool.
“So what happened?” I prompt her to tell more.
“He asked for another person to wait on us. Can you believe that? How rude can a person be?”
“What did Dez say?”
“That they were short staffed and that was why he was filling in and if we wanted another waiter that the Olive Garden was across town. Then turned around a left, but not before giving me a look like ‘this guy? Really?’ I was so embarrassed, I asked Ron to take me home. I text Dez this morning and told him I was sorry for the way Ron acted, he filially responded with don't fucking worry about it I'm just so shocked that he would say that to me. He was so nice when I got my tattoo and when we went hiking, granted I didn't really talk to him then.” So she admits she got one, I need to keep that knowledge and use it for later, right now isn't the time.
“Ron sounds like a dick and I hope you never see him again. Give Dez some time to cool off he likes you I know that otherwise, he wouldn't have given you his number. I know you took it by the way.” I say the last part with a wink. “Where is Shane?” I notice that the bad cop isn't here, only the good one.
“Oh she is doing something with her dad, came and picked her up yesterday after you left. I think they went to Seattle or something. I'm so happy for her, she deserves to have at least one good parent.” That she does.
“I'm glad you’re nice enough to share your’s with me or I wouldn't have one at all.” I try to laugh at that but it comes out forced.
“I am more than happy to.” She gives me a sweet smile, the same one her mom has, they really do look so much alike you would think they were sisters instead of mother and daughter.
“So how did your day go yesterday?” She shifts the conversation.
“It was good. Operation ‘get Rick out of the closet’ was I do believe, a success. I saw him kissing Shawn so that’s good right?” She only nods. “I just want him to be okay with who he is, he’s a great person and deserves to be happy.” She just nods again. “What?” I cross my arms, she better get out with it.
“I just think that maybe you shouldn't push, maybe there is a reason why he is so apprehensive about his sexuality. You forget I have classes with him too and I have seen him flirt with girls. Maybe not all the time but he definitely has an interest in them too.” I put my hands up.
“Alright I will back off, for now, but if I find his soul mate guy or girl I'm going in,” I say smiling.
“And what about your soul mate? Don’t think for a second I didn't see that look on your face. What happened yesterday?” So intuitive, little shit.
“Just asked the wrong question and he calmed up. Not something I can’t relate to, I’ve done it to him more than a few times. I just have to give him space he will get over it.” Hopefully.
“Good,you sleep with him?” Well fuck. All I can do is smile, giving me away. She laughs at me. “That was a record for you, wasn't it? You two have been dating for what four weeks now?” I guess it is a record.
“Yes I guess four maybe five but who is counting?” I respond even though I know it has been exactly four weeks and three days.
“Well, how was it?” This question again.
“Amazing.” Is all I can say, because that is what it was, amazing.
“Well that’s good, when do we get to meet him?” I shake my head.
“I really don't know. Maybe soon?”
“Alright, can’t wait. I'm hungry let's grab some lunch. Maybe a romantic comedy marathon kind of day?”
“Romantic comedy then a shoot em up movie. Then we have a deal.” She laughs.
“Fine you win. Let me guess Leo, Mark and Matt with the Irish accents?”
“You know me too well.”
We order way too much Chinese food and watch Cristal's movie first. Some sappy one that will jerk the tear right out of you unwillingly. I hate those movies. When I get up to switch to my movie there is a knock at the door and on the other side is Lee. Well, I guess one of my friends is meeting him today.
“Hey, what are you doing here? And how did you know which door
was mine?”
“Oh someone was walking out and I asked where the hottest girl in the world lived. They sent me here.” So goddamn cheesy. I roll my eyes at him, what a dork. But a cute one.
“So you must me Lee,” Cristal says walking up behind me.
“You must be Cris. Linn has talked a lot about you and Shane.”
“I'm sure she has. Well, we were just going to watch a movie and we have plenty of Chinese if you want to stay.” Smooth Cris.
“Yeah I can do that if that’s alright with you babe.” He looks at me and I get that tingle I get every time he calls me babe. Normally I'm not a pet name kinda gal, I mean I really think it’s stupid but coming from him and the way he says it…
“Yes that’s fine you can stay, just don't eat all my won-tons and we won't have an issue.” I smile sweetly at him. We all settle back down on the couch and Lee isn't shy about grabbing a carton of chicken fried rice and devouring it. I snuggle into his side and we watch the movie. Sometime in the middle of the third movie I fall asleep.
I wake up when Lee brings me to my bed tucking me under my covers. Then he turns around looking like he is about to leave and I don't want him to. “Stay please,” I say and sit up.
“Okay.” He whispers in a husky voice. Coming toward me pressing his lips and body down onto mine pushing me into the mattress. I love having his body against mine, his weight on me. My hands start their roaming and go under his shirt lifting it over his head. “You are going to have to be quiet this time screamer, don't want your friend getting the wrong impression of me.” He says lifting my tank top over my head then going down to suck my exposed nipples.
“Wait why weren't you worried about my screaming last night? Rick was there.” He chuckles.
“You may think Rick is gay, but babe he ain't completely gay. Just had to let him know who you belonged to. I wasn't about to fuck you for the first time and have you keep quiet.” Tingles. Everywhere. Wait.
“What do you mean not completely gay? That’s not even a thing. You think he is bisexual?” I guess that would go with what Cristal was saying.
“You think I would miss him checking you out in that thing you call a swimsuit? He was eying you up as much as he eyed up Shawn and me.” Well shit.
“We just made his day yesterday then didn't we?” I laugh out.
“Little shit.” He flips me onto my stomach pulls down my shorts just enough to expose my ass and slaps it, hard. This surprises me and I yelp.
“What the hell Lee?” I'm flipped back over then my shorts are being pulled down the rest of the way. He hops off the bed and pulls his pants down too. Grabbing a condom from his wallet making quick work of putting it on his thick cock. Then he is back on the bed and between my legs guiding himself to my slick entrance pushing in slowly. I moan and arch into him loving that first stretch of him entering me. He starts to pick up the pace and I can’t help but start to get noisy. What can I say, I'm a vocal lover.
“You gotta be quiet babe.” He whispers in my ear.
“Can’t” is all I can say back. Suddenly he pulls out. “What are you…” is all I get to say before he flips me over putting my ass in the air and my face in my pillow. “Scream all you want now Screamer.” He growls out then slams back into me hard. I cry out into the pillow. This is my favorite position and we haven't tried it before now. Damn does it feel good. He grabs my ass cheeks and squeezes, I love that. Then I feel his thumb brush against my asshole and I can’t help it I jump. That really isn't something I’ve been into, I got really drunk one night and tried it and I'm in no hurry to try it again.
“Easy babe I won't go there just giving you a little tickle is all.” This relaxes me and I let it go. In all honesty, it does feel good just enough to push me over the edge and I'm coming in no time. I feel him speed up then suddenly he pulls out. I feel hot spurts of his release coat my back. Marking me. Then he collapses and pulls me into him so we are front to back with the stickiness in between us. Not too many men would be okay with that. They can squirt it all over us but when it comes to getting it on themselves they want nothing to do with it. Well unless they are jacking off that is.
“You’re mine babe. Don't forget that.” He whispers in my ear. “Sorry about this morning, it’s just a hard subject to talk about.”
“You can talk about it whenever you are ready.” Stroking his arm and kissing his hand resting my cheek on it.
“I was going to be a dad once but she took that away from me. Went and got an abortion and in turn ripped my heart out. The date is the day I found out.”
“That… really sucks.” Is all I can say because, well, it does.
“Yeah. Haven't talked to her since she told me what she did. Can’t do it. Can’t even stand to look at her.” He sighs. “Good night babe. Waffles in the morning?” he asks getting a chuckle out of me and lighting the mood.
“You and your waffles.” I pause, turn and kiss him once more. “I would love to, goodnight.”
Lee is gone before I wake in the morning. On my pillow is a note that reads…
So sorry but something came up and
we are going to have to skip the waffles.
I will call you later. Lee
Okay then. I wonder what was so important, he seems to have something going on all of the time. In the early hours of the morning, I did hear a phone chime then felt the bed rustle but that was all. I fell right back asleep. Getting up I groan and stretch my back loving the feel of it cracking. I'm sore and it feels oh so good and I smile remembering the night before. This could really go somewhere, I think to myself. The smell of coffee gets me even further out of bed and I leave my room almost ready to begin the day, almost.
“Have a fun night last night Linnie?” Cristal asks from above her creamed cup of coffee. She likes to put that Irish cream stuff in her coffee, to sweet for me, I like my coffee to taste like coffee.
“Yes?” I say it like a question because I'm not sure what she is getting at.
“The walls are a little thin and well, your room is next to mine.” She states matter-of-factly.
“Oh, well, in that case, yes I did. He tried to keep me quiet but you know me I like to…”
She throws up her hands to cover her ears. “Stop! Please!” Then she closes her eyes and starts singing ‘lalalala can’t hear you’ out loud. I ball up a paper towel and throw it at her head, this makes her stop her singing and we laugh at each other.
“When is Shane getting back?” I ask a while later. We are both in the living room using some form of technology for our homework. Really what would the world be like without smartphones and tablets? Ha!
“Not sure haven't heard from her,” Cristal says barely taking her eyes off of her tablet. The phone rings and I'm closest so I answer it looking at the caller ID before I do. Yes, we have a land line, it comes with the Wi-Fi so might as well have it hooked up right? The caller ID reads MOM and I answer it immediately.
“And how is my favorite mother?”
“Linn, how are you, my sweet girl? Been staying out of trouble I hope?”
“You know me, mom, not at all.” We both laugh.
“My baby there? I need a little Sweet Pea time.”
“She sure is, I’ll hand the phone over to her. Love you mom.”
“Love you too sweet girl.”
I hand the phone over to Cristal. With a smile, she grabs it from me answering with a hello and heading to her room. Must be going to talk about the bad date. Brinn, Cristal’s mom, is like a mother to all of us. Always was there for us when our actual mothers weren’t, not that mine could be helped but Shana’s sure could have but still was a flake of a parent. Always leaving for weekends and extended weekends to shack up with some rich man. I'm really not sure how she met these men being in a small town and all. Probably online dating or something who knows? After Shana’s dad left her mom they moved in with her grandma who took care of her most of the time while Rita was out having her fun.
When Crist
al came into the picture I had already met Shana and we quickly became a trio always with each other and often spending most of our time at Cristal's house with her mom. Whenever one of us would get into trouble at school or need something she was always there for us. I remember one time when I got busted for shoplifting I sat at the police station for hours waiting for my dad to come and pick me up, only he never did. So I sat there and waited, they couldn't release me because I was a minor. I think it was probably ten O'Clock at night and I heard Brinn come storming into the station demanding they release me to her.
“Sorry ma’am but we couldn't release her because she is a minor. She was caught stealing, the store has been lenient and has decided to not press charges unless it happens again.”
“Have you called her father?” Brinn asks and I strain to hear what they say.
“Yes, ma’am we did.”
“And?” She says impatiently waiting for an answer.
“He said she could rot here ma’am. Then hung up the phone.” Really thought he would have said more.
“Well I am here to take her home.” The officer went to interject but Brinn shut him up real quick. “Get her out here now, she is thirteen years old and the store isn't pressing charges you said. She can go home.” She stated in a stern tone I would only hear if I was being a shit. The officer came and got me, releasing me into her care, as they said. The walk to the car was quiet but when we got in that’s when the silence was broken.
“If you ever get into trouble like that again I will take a switch to your ass myself you hear me?”
“Yes.” I barely whisper to her.
“And you call me if you need help or have someone call me. I know you have shit for a parent and I am sorry for that but you have me now and I expect to be called.”
“Okay,” I whisper again.