"So how's Sian doing? I tried calling her last night but she's not answering." This boy makes me jittery; I don't like being jittery, jittery is for pansy ass cheerleaders with shit for brains. Ever since he's been here I've been off my game and I'm thinking it's about time to take the power back. I just needed to figure some stuff out first.He makes me nervous the way he looks at me. He's the first guy who's ever really looked at me and saw me, but more than that, he acts as if he likes what he sees."She's good, she's with Jace, he's got her on lockdown; mom and dad were joking this morning that they can barely get by him. She should be back by Monday though so you girls can get back to whatever it is that you do."Does he have to look at me like that, like I'm under a microscope? Like he can read my every thought?"Why so antsy Red, do I make you nervous?" Of course he touched me then and I lost what little brains I had left. It was only his hand on my cheek, but it felt like
"Mom is that you, where did you go?" I snuck my head out my door as I heard her going by."I should be asking you that young lady, your dad and I were worried sick about you."I'm sure he was. I turned away so that she wouldn't see the look of bitter distaste that crossed my face at the mention of him.He'd made such a mess that I wasn't sure if I'd ever be able to forgive him. After tonight though, things should go back to normal. I hope that after this my dad would've learned his lesson.I'll just keep my eyes on him from now on and make sure he didn't do this again. "I'm going to bed now mom." I turned into my room to escape."Wait, you didn't tell me where you went.""Oh, nowhere in particular, I just took a little ride over to Sian's to see how she's doing."I kept my face turned away still so she couldn't read my expression just in case she was feeling focused today."Oh how is she dear, better I hope?""Yes mom thanks, she's doing much better.""You know I suddenly fee
I distracted myself by placing soft kisses along her back as I held her hips to stop her from getting too wild.If I was going to keep my word and not fuck her harder than she was ready for, then I couldn't have her moving on my cock the way she usually does.I probably shouldn't have reached around and taken one of her nipples under my palm, or ran the fingers of the other hand over her pussy mound until they found her clit hidden between her folds.Doing that only defeated the purpose, because she clamped down on my dick, screamed and bucked back against me wildly, hard enough to drive my cock deeper into her belly.Her loud screech was one of pleasure and pain, but she didn't stop moving, in fact her hips which I'd lost control of, got wilder."Babe you promised." I tried holding still then, but it was no use. I'd hit her sweet spot on that last hard thrust and her pussy was leaking copious amounts of pussy juice along the length of my cock.Her hands left the headboard and gr
Over breakfast, which we shared with mom and dad, I told her about my wayward friend Track. Kevin Track is the son of a very wealthy African American prospector of all things.The Tracks are what I call one of America's little feel good stories; one of the only, if not the only family of color to have any kind of foothold in the oil industry.His family has as rich a history as any I'd ever seen and sitting around listening to his grandpa tell stories was always a treat. The family had moved out here when Track had run through all the schools in his burg. His dad thought the change of scenery not to mention the pace, was just what his son needed.This last stunt proved that it didn't matter where he lived, Track was going to be Track. It's not that he's a bad seed or anything like that, far from it.Track is a fun loving teen same as the rest of us, he just has a more volatile personality I guess you can say. And a healthy dose of honor and loyalty for those he perceives to be hi
"Who's on the phone?""Someone from the hospital, they're waiting for an answer." "Tell them to get fucked.""I thought you might take that stand, but I wanted to be sure before I did anything."I turned to head back to my boys pissed way the fuck off; like what the fuck? This shit was too unreal to be believed. If they only knew…then again, I could probably use this shit to my advantage if I played it right.I looked over to where my girl was sitting with her crew and she had eyes on me. I smiled and waved like my shit wasn't tight. If that bitch really couldn't remember anything but me, then she should remember that I hate her ass."What's up bro? You look like you're ready to jump off." Shayne was the first to notice the black scowl on my face when I got back to them."That was the hospital, apparently Mandy can't remember shit except for when we were together." I gave them the bare bones, which was about all that I had myself since I didn't give the caller a chance to tel
I barely overheard a little bit of what the boys were saying as I pretended to be interested in something in the gardens beyond the basketball court, after I'd heard what Jace's dad had said to him about that phone call.They hadn't even noticed me thank heavens or they would've noticed my reaction. So she was still alive, and now awake, that sucked. I was hoping she'd die, even after she'd been found, but it looks like she'd escaped once again.I was a nervous wreck the rest of the afternoon while the others laughed and played around me. Sian kept studying me though, so I had to put on my smiley face as I bided my time and counted down the hours 'til I could respectfully leave. I needed to go home and think in the confines of my room.Both of my parents had been acting strange this morning at breakfast, strange meaning they were almost back to normal, at least that was something. But now with her still in the picture instead of six feet under, who knows how long that will last?"C
"Hey, what have you found out?""Listen we're having second thoughts about letting you do this, we were in the middle of something very important; this high school drama isn't worth it.""First of all you're not letting me do shit. I don't know how many times I have to tell you this shit, you don't own me so don't believe your own fucking hype.""Son…""Nuh-uh dad, later for that." I turned back to the phone. "Now what did you find out? The sooner you get me what I want, the sooner we can get back to your deal, but I'm not leaving here until my boy is cool.""I don't see what the big deal is, his name hasn't even been called.""You don't worry about that shit, do the cops have any leads or not?""So far it doesn't look like it. So what now?""Now we wait and see.""For how long?""As long as it takes.""Kevin…""There's no discussion here, I'm still pissed that I had to find this shit out the way I did.""This is why there's no communication with the outside when you're wo
It feels like we'd barely got settled in here, before all hell broke loose. I didn't even really have my bearings as yet, so to speak. There was too much going on too fast, and that was before my sister got herself almost killed and the girl I suspected of having something to do with it ended up in the hospital.I was just starting to relax my guard a little, testing my feet in unchartered waters, and now this. I looked down at the phone in my hand.If I make this call it's gonna change a lot of things, so I had to be sure. The reason for my hesitance was so dumb though, but still I had to be sure.Back in my last school it had been harder, but here in a new place with no past judgments to live down, it felt like it was okay.That's what was bothering me though; the fact that I even had to think like that. I should be able to love who I want to love without having to worry about living down a stigma. And I shouldn't be such a prick that I'd let it stop me before.But to be fair sh