Chapter 32: Madness.
Waking up from a long night of drinking and partying was hard, the mere thought of it made me dizzy. I rolled around in the strange feeling bed, my arm draped over a body beside me. My eyes shot open when I felt the physical contact. I jumped from the bed, quickly realizing not only was I in a run down motel room but I was completely naked and with someone. Reality sank in when things from last night came into focus.
“Shit.” I muttered.
12 hours earlier. . .
I smiled as I finished getting ready for the bar tonight. They guys and I are going to the bar for a while, while Peasnie stays here. I trust her enough to stay home for a few hours alone. I sprayed some Axe under my arms and across my chest lightly. I smiled charmingly into the mirror; a devilishly handsome guy stared back in a black button down cotton shirt with a white shirt underneath, my dark wash jeans fit loosely around my waist but were tighter around my legs. I tousled my hair and fixed it. Peasnie stood in the doorway with her arms crossed over her chest; she wore a smug smile and a cocked eye brow.
“What time are you going to be back?” She asked curiously. I looked at her and thought for a moment.
“Long after you’ve gone to bed.” I replied with a cheeky tone. Peasnie rolled her eyes and groaned. It’s been a week since the incident and things have gone back to normal. I’ve started my Christmas shopping already and Peasnie’s getting on well in school.
“C’mon dad, let me stay up until you get home.” She begged me. It was Friday night I know but she’s getting a cold and she needs her rest and staying up for me to get home isn’t going to make it go away. I chuckled a devilish laugh and looked at her with a arched eye brows.
“If I get home and you’re awake, you’re grounded.” I threatened. Her jaw dropped slightly and she stomped out into her room from my doorway.
“Please, I’m going to keep asking until I get too.” She said in a teenage girl way. I moaned and rolled my eyes to her after fixing bits of my hair.
“Fine, you can stay up but that means you’re grounded for two weeks; no allowance and no cell phone.” I stated who Alpha in this house was. Peasnie stood against her door and pondered carefully. Her blue gaze shot to me with a frown.
“Okay, okay; you win. I’ll be in bed by one.” She gave in with utter disappointment. I did a little victory dance in my head as I smirked cheekily at her. I walked out into the hall and down the stairs, the teenager hot on my heels. I turned and looked down at her with a wide smile.
“Have fun, bed by one. I left money for you to order out.” I said quickly and kissed the top of her head before I walked out the front door. I got into the truck and waved at Peasnie who was standing in the window waving to me. Leaving her alone in the house is easier now, it’s not so difficult. I used to worry about millions of things going wrong but she’s proven she’s responsible and trustworthy. She’s gained my trust which isn’t easy to do.
The night went on as usual; I got a bit drunk along with the guys. We were having a good time and that’s all that matters. They were keeping my mind off the happenings of last weekend. I’m thankful for friends like them.
“Don’t worry man, this, this’ll be a night where you won’t need to worry.” Johnny’s drunken slurs made me smile as he leaned on me limply. I laughed hardily when he completely missed the bar stool and landed on the floor. It’s nice to have a laugh, especially after the week I’ve had.
“Thanks man that means alot to me.” I replied with a clear voice. He went away to got play some pool while I watched and kept score. They sucked, it’s hilarious though.
I sat at the bar with a pint in hands; the guys had to go out for a cigarette. Something in my gut said I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Either that or I was a little drunker than I first thought. I swallowed the intoxicating drink, guzzling it down like it was a soda drink.
I felt a tap crawl up the back of my shoulder and long boney fingers run through my hair. A petite girl stood beside me with a lustful smile painted in ruby red, the smouldering brown eyes painted like a South American princess. The long dark hair was curled and let down. She defiantly had the curves to be the next Shakira. The red low cut top was tied behind her neck; the thick black leggings complimented her legs in every way.
“Well howdy stranger, haven’t seen you in a while.”She said in a lustful voice that made me quiver in my skin. I felt my lips shake into a smile as I gazed down at her, fighting the urges.
“Almost fifteen years.” I slurred drunkenly. She nodded and did one of my Whisky shots. My smile widened when she took a shot of her favourite drink. I could feel each shot go down like a dose of poison, a drug that’ll make me do incredibly stupid things. Drink after drink the world became blurred and spinning. Oddly enough I felt amazing, not a care in the world.
The guys decided they were going to go in just after midnight, I told them I was going to stay out a while longer. I knew this was going to be a mistake but I missed the feeling of her by my side, I hate her with a passion but I still love her with every inch of my humanity.
I swallowed hard and looked up at her through my glasses and shakily gave her a charming smile.
“How long you in town for?”I asked with a shaky voice. She thought for a moment then looked at me with a desired expression.
“A couple days, I’m staying at the motel right next door. You mind walking me to my room?” She asked curiously. I smiled wearily knowing where this might end. But I wasn’t going to let a girl walk alone in this part of town at this time of night. I was raised better. I nodded.
“Sure.” I replied. I felt her arm wrap around mine, fingers intertwining. The feeling of her skin on mine made me reel into a dizzy. When we walked into the night the fresh air hit me like a brick wall. I stayed on my feet but it was like I just drank nearly double of what I actually did. Walking was easier said than done but I managed nicely. The sky was dark but the sea of stars lit it up beautifully. An incoherent smile formed on my face as I felt the most natural feeling rumble inside of me. The beautiful girl who I said Good-bye too nearly a life time ago stood before me looking ravishingly lustful. A half grin fell onto her face as she shied away sweetly.
“I guess this is Good-Bye, again.” She whispered disappointedly. An aching whole reopened in my heart as a fermilure pain coursed through my veins. I wasn’t going to let her get away again. We may not be the ideal couple but she was the first girl I loved and still love. Even after all the horrible things she’s done. I guess it’s true when you love someone you have to love all of them, the good, the bad and the ugly. For her I can’t see the bad and the ugly, I can only see the girl I grew up with, the little girl who’d ride on my handlebars. She’s still the little girl I’d make an extra sandwich for.
I felt the natural urge, my hand held the side of her face gently. Her skin is still as soft as I remember. It made me smile widely at the amazing memories. I pulled my face down to hers, my lips grazed hers lightly sending electric sparks I haven’t felt in a long time ride along my skin. Our lips collided, crushing each other perfectly. It was such a nice feeling; it made me quiver and whimper in delight. What the fuck am I doing? I’m hurting not only Peasnie by being with her mom again but I’m hurting Rosie and myself. That’s ruining three lives at once. I shouldn’t be doing this, I shouldn’t be kissing her with every ounce of emotion I had to offer, I shouldn’t be caressing her body the way I am. But I can’t help it. I love her.
I let my hands caress her body as we stumbled into the room, the door closing behind us. Our lips never broke apart. Her small body pressed against mine before she pushed me down onto the bed with a devilish smirk. Her body crawled on top of me with those smouldering brown eyes, her lips pressed against mine roughly before they caught my jaw, then my collar bone, then finally she found her way to my weak spot. Her lips pressed against the pulsing vein lightly, the hot breath fell against my cold skin making Goosebumps rise on my skin.
“I love you,” She whispered against my ear. I felt my heart race inside my chest; it was going to explode any moment now.
“I love you too.”
YOU ARE READING
Fiction.
FanfictionFiction - Sequel to Dead & Gone. My name is James Owen Sullivan, my friends and family call me Jimmy. I’m thirteen years old. I live in Huntington Beach, California with my mom and dad. I’m just like every other teenager. I go to school and I work...