He was looking at a picture of Charlie that he kept amongst his belongings. It started to warn out after a while, it was folded, tucked in places, sometimes crumpled, but he kept it. Jeremy often teased him because he caught him so many times while he was looking at it. It's been over five months since he kissed her goodbye, he hadn't been with her longer than he was with her. He spent Valentine's day tucked in his bed in Jeremy's flat, hiding away from the lustful city, pretending to be sick.
Everyone was out and about celebrating with friends and lovers. He was high on demand on Valentine's night, the women were lusting over him like little kids wanting their candies. He had to pass on Valentine's day bonuses, tips, and side money that he could've easily make just by showing up.
Maxine Roberts had been on his tail constantly. He managed to avoid her proposal the first time. His contract with Bradley had saved him from a sexual transaction
There's nothing more important to a 17-year-old senior in high school than Prom Night. Even though she had to attend the event without a date, she was excited nevertheless. Kayla and her boyfriend, Brandon was going to pick her up. They asked Brandon's best friend, Dylan, to drive. Dylan had had a crush on Charlene since 10th grade, it was going to be a night he will never forget.She looked incredibly stunningin her pink champagne flower embroidered dress. The sleeveless transparent top fitted the outlines of her body, her medium cup sized breasts were enveloped under the flowers, almost naked in the corner of everyone's eyes. The wide cloaked skirt draped all the way to her ankle, right above her high heels shoes with a matching color. She made her hair into big wavy curls, and let them fall over her shoulders. She turned everyone's heads that night and almost made Dylan's heart stopped when he had the privilege to escort her into the venue. 
Monday, everyone was still talking about Prom Night and what a great after-party they had. Pictures of the event were displayed at the school board, some of them will definitely make it to the yearbook. Charlene was unofficially dubbed as the prom princess since they didn't have the traditional ceremony of Prom King and Queen. The school didn't believe in awarding students for being handsome or pretty nor they condone students in a small town like Bluebridge to compete in wearing extravagant outfits in any school events.Most students were talking about who was hooking up with whom at Prom, new couples emerged over the weekend. Mandy and Kayla wouldn't stop talking about the after-party and what their friends did that night. Charlene enjoyed the stories, even though she felt a bit left out. She said goodbye to them after school because they were going home with their boyfriends, and she was going to enjoy her walk back home alone.It was a f
They were right. It will never work out. She was leaving for college, he was keeping his job. Even if he took Landon out of the equation, it would never work out. How easy it was for her to forget him was what hurts the most, now he was left with nothing. He spent that night alone in the cabin, drank himself to sleep.He woke up on the floor with a massive headache. All his joints were soared, and all the parts that she punched him were bruised and aching. Someone was at the door, the knock on the door had woken him up."Hey! What's up, bro? I heard you were back!" Samuel shouted a bit too loud for his head that morning. They hugged. "Whoa ... you looked hammered, been partying without me?" he joked and looked around the cabin, bottles were all over the floor."I got back on Saturday ... sorry, I've been organizing some stuff in here, I haven't got time to come around," he lied. Samuel didn't think much about it, he was
He kept himself busy, tried to stay away from places that he might inadvertently bump into her. He stayed at the cabin most of the time, to be safe. She's with another, a hell of a lot better guy than him, with a shining future and the world to offer her. She would be better off with Landon than with a man-whore of Goldstone's Silver Tongue who's stripping his way to his dreams. She didn't even know about that yet, maybe it's better that she didn't know about it at all.He couldn't stop picturing her with him. The image of her naked body on another man's lips, his hands all over her, caressing her, tickling her the way she loved to be tickled. Her lips enveloped in another man's mouth, his tongue tasting her. It was poisoning him. He had to get it out of his head. The only way he knew how to do that was through a razor blade, sliced his skin, and let the blood dripped out from his body, taking away the venom that was killing him inside. It was an urge he could n
He didn't want to go, but his friends had been begging him to get out of the cabin and go around town with them for the past week. They wanted to ride in his new car and hang out where everyone was going to be that night, the Town Hall. He dragged himself out there, knowing full well he was going to bump in with Charlie and her boyfriend. He tried to stay low key, sitting in the corners where it's least visible from the crowds.He was a different guy now, small-town folks talked a lot, and news spread fast. He was a guy who worked in the big city, came back with a brand new car, and single. The girls in the neighborhood flocked to greet him, even if it's just to say 'hi' and see if he's interested in them. They gathered up around him just to listen to his Goldstone stories, dreaming of a big city life that seemed so far out of reach for most of them.When she passed with her arm looped around her boyfriend, it's as if there was a beaming lig
She didn't know how to end it. She made a big mistake when she slept with him on Valentine's Day. She knew it was cruel to lead him on when she already made a decision in her heart. So the next day, she told him that she was having second thoughts about their relationship.He didn't take it lightly. His jaw was still soared from her smack the night before, and now another slap on his ego. "I don't know what's gotten into you ... one minute you were fine and happy, the next you just went ice cold and distant ... and now this?" he was pacing back and forth on the porch. "I know I should've come more frequently so we can spend time more often, but school is ... very demanding right now ... and I ..." he was cut off."No, that's not it, Landon," she denied it."But if we're together more often than you'll have a sense of relationship like most couples do ... we're so distant from each other that made us less intimate, I thin
Her heart was pounding when she knocked on the cabin door, she didn't think she would be that nervous. It got worse when the door finally opened and those blue eyes were looking right at her. "Charlie?" he was surprised, not in a pleasant way. "What are you doing here?" He was unprepared."I ... I just wanna talk to you," she hesitated.He paused for a moment, "Okay ... now is not a good time ... but ..." he looked back inside the cabin and turned back to her, "I guess we can talk outside." He stepped out to the veranda, before he closed the door, there was a voice coming from inside, a girl, "Tom! Where do you keep your boiling pan?"There was already a girl in the cabin, she pretended it wasn't awkward. She knew she didn't have the right to feel anything about it, but she did. He looked pale and distracted, "Errrmmm ... boiling pan?" he didn't remember where it was."It's on the left bottom drawer
It was her first time voting, and conveniently, she was voting for her own father. It was a day off for everyone in Bluebridge so they can spend most of the morning to cast their votes. The afternoon was spent counting the votes at the Town Hall, although it was done by the government officials, most people just hang around to celebrate whatever the outcome would be.Charlene was walking home by herself, not the least interested to wait for the result. She knew her dad would win the election by a landslide. She thought she would just go home and celebrate privately with her family. When she passed the lake, she saw Ryan and Samuel running half-naked and wet toward her."Just the girl we've been waiting for!!" Ryan shouted. They hooked each of her arms and lift her, carried her to the lake."What are you doing? Put me down!" she was laughing. They took her to the water and shoved her in the shallow part and got her clothe
When he was a boy, he never really pictured how his life would be when he grows up. Throughout his adolescence, when he explored with girls and his sexuality, he never had an image of what his dream girl would be like. He never really thought about it.When he met Charlie, he just knew, it had to be her.She wasn't a light packer. She stuffed his Honda with three suitcases and three boxes of her belongings to last her for the whole summer. She sat on the passenger seat, lifted her lean legs on the dashboard, the sun reflected on her face and hair, he thought he must've been dreaming.He was moving to the city that he always said he would, he was going to start working where he always said he would, and he was accompanied by the girl of his dream. The girl who had pushed him to chase his own dreams.She was his reason for everything. Most importantly, she loves him."What?" Charli
Charlie was outside on the lawn, she was talking to Charlotte as they sat on the white bench. It was a typical afternoon in a small town like Bluebridge, where people spend their time together just talking, sipping tea, or take an afternoon walk along the pathways. Some spend it at the lake or on a picnic at the grassy field. He'd miss all those things, he'll remember it as his hometown. Bluebridge will be a place where he'll probably visit once a year and less often with each passing year.He was watching them from inside. Her smile was infectious, he smiled just looking at her smile. 'Cried for months' her mother said. She really did love him, something he still has a hard time believing. He was going to be better this time, he can't slip up again. Whatever it takes to keep her in his life, he will do it.He stepped out of the front door. Charlie waved at him to come and meet Charlotte. "This is my boyfriend Tom ... this is Charlotte, my s
To be back with Tommy was easy. It didn't need any getting used to, even after being apart longer than they've been together. Landon felt more like a strangerthan Tommy ever was. They were glued to each other. Leaving their friends shaking their heads because of how intensely they're drawn to each other. They've always known that, it was partly why they had teased the couple a lot when they were 'broken up' for a short period of time. There was a pull between them that was undeniable, no matter how hard they tried.She had been contemplating the idea for a few days. She wasn't ready to be parted from Tommy just yet. The thought of spending summer in Bluebridge without him was torture. She always wanted to go to Goldstone, now that she was old enough to experience the city, it was the best time than any for her to go. Although she knew that asking her parents for permission would be nearly impossible, she had to try, at least with her mom.
They spent a great part of that day lying naked on the bed. Tangled between the sheets, tangled with each other. Curled up, on top of, head on lap, head on chest, in and out, lips locked, and some talking. She was resting her head on his stomach and caressing the inner of his thigh."Tell me ... how many people in Goldstone have seen you bare naked with nothing on you?" she was curious.He rubbed his head, embarrassed, "God ... a lot ... at least half of the city, excluding the tourists."She bit her lip while smiling, "That's a lot of people ... did they ever touch you?"His hand was stroking her breast. "They tried ... it wasn't allowed ... they tried to get me into private sessions, they slipped their phone numbers in my pocket after the show ... they grabbed my crotch, my ass ... it was degrading ... funny how people can be so demeaning when they think they have the right to do that, they would n
Her mom told her to be away from the house as she was going to have 'the talk' with her dad. The first place she thought of going was the cabin. She put on her buttoned shirt and short pants and took off half running in her flip flops. It was not even seven in the morning when she knocked on the door. It took a while until Tommy finally opened the door, shirtless, and was still drowsy from being woken up.His hair was messy, his eyes were barely opened, his thick red lips were plumped from just waking up. He rubbed his face as he opened the door. "Charlie? What are you doing here so early?" His chest hair was unshaven his six-pack was neat and clean. Clearly, he'd been keeping in shape even when he was not working. His boxer hung on his pelvis bones just enough to cover the top of his roots. He was drop-dead gorgeous.She pushed him inside, closed the door behind her. She looped her arms around his neck. In an instant, he knew, she was comin
Bill Ludlow enjoys his coffee at the dining table every morning, with his wife serving him breakfast and the fresh newspaper laid on the table for him. Catherine sat on the chair across from him, sipping her own cup of tea. She was exceptionally calm that morning. She had planned a plan of attack on her husband in regards of recent development about their daughter. She was holding herself from lashing out after hearing about his one-sided decision in the engagement of her daughter and his business partner's son."It's awfully quiet this morning ... where is everybody? Are they all still asleep?" he asked."No ... everyone's away ... it's just us," she said calmly.He put down his newspaper to peek at his wife, "Really? So early? Where did they go?"Catherine put down her cup. "Charlotte's at her swimming lesson, Charlene went to her friend's house and Landon ... well ... I sent him home last night af
He hadn't completely recovered from her words, 'It's over with him'. Something twisted in his stomach. He wanted more time with her. What happened? Did you break it off? Why? Do you know how much I still want you? She said she wanted to go to the screening with him, as friends? Can we go back to the way we were before? Can I kiss your mouth like the world is going to end?How he long to touch her when she said it, but then she walked away, crossed the lawn and someone came out from inside the house. It was him. He was staying at the house? He stood there in the dark and watched them interact."What the hell were you doing outside with that guy? It's him, isn't it?? The guy you were seeing last year?!" Landon was upset."It's none of your business, Landon," she dismissed him and walked past him.He grabbed her arm. "Damn it, Charlene!! Is that why you wanted to break up with me? Because he's back in y
Ever since her father became Mayor, things were a little different around the house. Security guards followed him around, it wasn't necessary, it was protocol. They were always seen standing around his official car with nothing to do. The house had become a regular venue for the officials' wives club every other week. And on her birthday, all the same, people came as guests, which didn't feel so special to her anymore.Landon came barring gifts and mingled with her parents and their guests. She tried to avoid him by sitting with her friends and always find a crowd whenever he tried to talk to her. She never wanted to be alone with him anymore.He was on his best behavior. Charming, witty, and engaged in smart conversations about finance, politics, and the world economy. All the boring stuff he always swayed the grownups with, until he asked her hand for the birthday dance, which she couldn't refuse given the circumstances.
She didn't come to the bonfire the next day, but she cameto the one on the weekend after that. She didn't want to put herself around Tommy too often, it was still hard for her too. They both still felt the jitters when they sat side by side with each other, it was the only spot their friends left for her that night, right next to Tommy.He can smell her soft cologne as she sat down. The sweet smell coming from the nape of her neck, the place where she most loves to be kissed. He cleared his throat, hugged his knees while nervously biting on the toothpick in the corner of his lips."Hi," she greeted him."Hey," he nodded.She wore a dress with the skirt just above the knee. The fabric was light and loose. It hiked up when she sat, showing parts of her skin, glowing as the bonfire reflected on them. He tried not to look. He can smell the scent of her body lotion when she moved around beside him.