Chapter 6

After a night of heavy drinking, puffing smoke like an engine, and amazing fucking, I always wake up feeling like hell. Exhausted, nauseous, light-headed, like my head is being pounded, and there’s sand in my eyes. But today was different and I notice that before I even open my eyes.

Instead of groaning the first thing, I yawn like a normal person and sigh loving the warmth in my bed. It all felt amazing, like I had had a full night of sleep and was actually well rested. No headache, no body pain, no nausea, hell even my self-hate was muted. It felt fucking fantastic. Is this how normal humans feel every morning?

The sudden awareness of something moving next to me, startles me into snapping my eyes open. I squint, looking around the room and my heart rate slows when I take in the familiar surroundings of the blunt grey wallpaper that surrounded my room, then I look next to me out of “curiosity” and my heart rate picks up again… There’s a woman in my bed.

“What the f-” my eyes widen as I try to contain my confusion so as to not wake her. There’s a chick lying next to me in my own bed, in my house. What the fuck?

Holy fucking fuck. My eyes lightly trail her face that’s being kissed by the morning sun and I feel the familiar nausea that always attacks me before I lose it. Well, it’s official ladies and germs I brought a girl home and didn’t even get to touch her. My face twists into a cringe of disgust for myself as I recall last night, my weird thoughts, watching Flame until I passed out. I watched a girl sleep, not with thoughts to fuck her, but to keep her there next to me. Why? Is there something wrong with me?

I’m already losing in quietly before I notice the loud footsteps coming up my stairs and I groan inwardly already knowing who it was and what it would look like… Me, fully clothed in my own bed with a girl next to me.

It’s way worse than it sounds. This isn’t who I am.

I shut my eyes tight and hold my breath, as if that would make Flame and I invisible, when I hear the creaking of my bedroom door. I don’t even wait to face the judgement later as I open my eyes and meet Austin and Drew’s confused glances. Shit. As if on cue, Flame nuzzles into my neck, snuggling closer to me and my breath hitches. She really putting me on the spot here. Fuck.

“What the fuck?” Austin mouths, eyes as wide as Drew’s and for a moment I think that they’re exaggerating until I remember my number one rule. Never bring a girl to my own house. This was a sacred, safe space and needed to remain that way… I didn’t want to let anyone in. That’s why I have that rule among others like, don’t get close to people who want to use you or just hurt you because they can. And humans… Humans are creatures of habit, once you show them, they can fuck with you, they will fuck you up. Humans are creatures of habit Ali.

“Get the fuck out” I mouth back to them trying to be gentle with my hand gestures since Flame was still on me. They still look confused, eyebrows wide as they quietly lock the door leaving us alone again.

I clearly had a lot of explaining to do. To both me and the boys. Puzzled by my latest behavior, I slowly pull away from Flame my eyes momentarily locking with her lips recalling the feeling I had last night. It wasn’t just lust… I wasn’t thinking about sex when her mouth was on mine. Holy shit.

I get up, silently cursing at myself as I quietly drag my feet careful not to wake her as I walk out of the room.

What’s wrong with me? Am I getting weak again? I’m rubbing my palms together as I take careful steps to my kitchen, my heart in my throat. Every time I close my eyes, she’s all I can see, her eyes closed as my finger traces lightly over her skin, a smile on my lips as I wished for forever at that moment. Oh fuck-

I find Austin and Drew seated on the stools by the counter and the moment I walk in, a question is thrown my way. Shit.

“Is that a girl in your fucking bed?” Drew asks.

“Inside your house?” Austin giving me major side eye.

“You must have been so drunk last night-” Drew chuckles.

“-to bring a girl here, to your house. I thought my place was the fuck house” Austin laughs and I screw my eyes shut.

“Quite the opposite actually, I didn’t drink much last night” I mutter.

“You fucked her?” Austin asks, his eyes trailing the length of my body. I was still fully dressed in last night’s clothes. I groan, looking away to avoid their gaze. I hated their reaction so much, but I also understood why they were reacting like this.

“Nope.”

“Who the fuck are you?” Drew scoffs genuinely sounding surprised. I want to lash out and ask them to stop questioning me in my own fucking house like we’re at a court room or something, but I also want to get to the bottom of this.

“See, that’s where it get funny” I scoff “I have no idea, I don’t know what happened” I whine throwing my head back and clawing my hands through my short hair.

“Dude, you finally bring a girl to your place but you don’t screw her… If you ask me there’s something wrong with you” Austin concludes with a shrug and I desperately want to poke him in the eye.

“Do you know her?” Drew, clearly the slightly mature one, asks.

“No, we met earlier at school that day and then later at the party, I found her in the bathroom throwing up so I took care of her” I explain.

“Since when?” Austin asks right about the time Drew grins, “She’s cute.”

“I know” I grin back at Drew then look over at Austin and glare hard at him “What’s wrong with you? It’s not like I proposed, I just gave her a place to sleep because she wasn’t feeling well.” I’m trying hard to convince Austin and I that this isn’t a big deal.

“In bed, next to you. You two seemed pretty comfortable in each other’s arms” he teases wiggling his eyebrows and I hold back an insult as I narrow my eyes at him.

I didn’t need to be reminded that “Why are you here?”

“We came to check up on you, you left early yesterday, got you a hangover kit” Drew explains and slides over the brown bag he had. I open it, peek inside at the bottle of painkillers and fruits, and inwardly appreciate my stupid friends.

“Thanks” I mumble “I’m not really hangover today-“

“Since you had to take care of your lady friend” Austin adds interrupting me but I ignore him.

“But she might be.”

“Look at you being caring…” Drew smiles, lightly punching me in the arm and I punch right back but with less lightness.

“Don’t you fucking start with me” I point him, chuckling at the frown he’s giving me as he rubs the spot I hit.

“Come on Alison you’re finally developing a soft spot for someone, but you’re still acting like a brat?” Austin teases and I hear Drew’s snort as he tries to contain his laughter.

“I hope you realize that I’m desperately trying to ignore you, if you don’t shut up… You see that knife over there?” I point over at the cabinet. “You won’t like what I do to you Austin.”

He’s about to talk when another smaller voice speaks forcing me to snap my neck to that direction. “Where the fuck am I?”

“You’re awake” I look at the ethereal figure before me and it all comes back to me when I see her, that dark here all tangled up in a mess, the sleepy eyes and the cute panda yawn. This is why-

“Well, clearly” she waves her arms around causing me to look at her entire body now.

She looked amazing in those tight dark shorts hugging her thighs, not to mention her loose sweater giving me an amazing view of her cleavage. Drink it in Cain.

“How are you feeling?” hangovers can be a bitch. She mumbles something between freaky or peachy, and I scoff at how grumpy she looks. Where’s the posh ray of sunlight I met yesterday?

“You should sit” I walk towards her, cursing at myself for acting like I care then lead her to one of the stools by the counter. She sits down and I’m not ashamed when my eyes do a quick scan over her body again.

Boy oh boy I thought I’d seen sexy but this was just unexplainable. I just wanted to go down on my fucking knees and sink in between those perfect thighs and never come out. I mean who cares about oxygen when you could drown in her?

“Are we back to that again Cainine?” Fuck yeah! We can get back to anything. How I evolved from confused to feral, I don’t know. Let’s just blame Sparks.

“Mhm… huh?” it’s hard looking back to her face when her body is calling to me, quietly whispering my name, all I can imagine is her screaming, moaning my name. Fuck, One night without fucking and it’s all I can think about. It’s all her fault.

“I’m up here.” Even after she speaks, I still take my time struggling to look up at her.

My eyes immediately lock with hers once I look up at her and I can just feel the judgement as I search for words.

“I… Yeah” I gulp my voice comes out a bit hoarse, but you can’t blame me when all I can think about is making this girl cry out my name over and over again.

My eyes all back to her open cleavage, the soft looking skin making my teeth ache and all I can picture is her head thrown back with my mouth latched to her skin leaving scars and making her clean, soft skin dirty.

I look up to her face and meet these curious, innocent eyes contradicting a very knowing and dirty look on her face. Her lips parted and eyes looking at me up and down slowly. Oh, she knows what I’m thinking and I’m sure as hell she’s thinking it too, she wants me to devour her slowly and…

“We’re still in the room people” Austin snaps his fingers and I screw my eyes shut and turn to glare at him “Sheesh, just fuck already, so much sexual tension in the room.”

“Then get the fuck out” I tell him, meaning it more than all the other times I’ve told him that.

“You’re not getting rid of me that easily Nine” he grins before turning to the dark-haired girl next to me. “Hey I’m Austin”.

“Flame” she smiles then looks over at Drew who nods his greeting.

“I’m Drew”.

“You play in the school basketball team, right?” she asks, giving him a smile.

“Yeah.”

“I’ve seen you play. You’re really good.” she tells him and a foreign disgusting feeling attacks me. I play in the team too and I’m just as good as Drew if not better, that’s why I’m the only female.

“Thanks, I try my best” Drew brags flexing his arm muscles. Fuck you Drew.

“Hey, don’t you have to go back to your place or something?” I chirp in and Drew notices the sharpness in my tone so he turns and opens the refrigerator, acting busy.

“Huh?” Flame raises her eyebrows.

“You seem fine right now so you can… Leave. ” Austin winces as if my words caused pain. Boo-fucking-hoo. I bring her to my place and she chooses to flirt with my best friend. I don’t know what the fuck I even expected.

“Yeah, I’m going to-” she trails off before standing up “Go get my phone.” She points towards my room before walking around the place like it’s hers. My place, she’s walking around my place…

“You’re such an asshole Nine” Austin comments.

“Don’t give me that shit, she just flirted with this man whore while I was standing right here” I glare at him.

“That wasn’t flirting and if it was, she’s poor at it” Drew speaks turning to look at me.

“It doesn’t matter. I just need her gone… as far fucking away from me as possible” I grumble. She made me feel weird emotions. It’s better if she leaves.

“When I thought she was developing a heart, she does this…”

“No heart in this one” Drew shakes his head in disappointment agreeing with Austin and I roll my eyes.

“I- Can I have a ride? I don’t know where I am and my phone is dead.” That cute, sad, confused face…

“Yeah sure.” I run a palm down my face and look away from Drew and Austin’s stares. Judgmental fucks.

I grab my keys from the countertop and Flame walks away… The wrong way may I add. Don’t get me wrong, storming off is a sexy move but it’s stupid when you do it the wrong way. So now, she just looks dumb and it’s funny.

I chuckle at her stupid move and lean against the wall waiting for her to walk past me. Less than a second later, she walks back and stands in front of me, cheeks red as fuck with embarrassment making her look cuter than before.

“Will you let me lead the way?” I ask.

“Whatever. It’s your house after all” she rolls her eyes.

Wow she actually rolls her eyes at me… Why is that attitude kind of hot? I want to bang her head against the wall several times as I bang her.

“Nice attitude… Keep it up and I might just run you over with my car” I wink at her as we walk out of the front door and she stops and looks at me blankly.

“Oh fuck, I’m so scared” I can’t help another chuckle. That fucking attitude…

“You should be” I take a step towards her trying to intimidate her. I want to see just how long she can keep up her challenge.

“There’s nothing scary about you” she scoffs eyeing me up and down. Trust me, I usually intimidate people, easily too, she’s just playing tough. And it’s so fucking interesting.

“Want me to show you?” I lean closer to her, her back now against the closed door.

“I’ll make you see what’s so scary about me, raise chills all over your skin” I brush my fingers over the warm skin on her neck. “Make you scream” I whisper, tightening my fingers around her neck, and slamming her head as gently as I can against the wooden door taking her by surprise.

I smile as I hear her sharp intake of breath, her eyes wide now as I hold her in place and go on, “Make you beg” I lean closer, brushing my lips over the pulse point of her neck, and I notice her gulp. “Make you want things you’ve never wanted before” I whisper in her ear and she goes weak in my arms, her hands holding onto my shoulders for support “You want it too I can tell.”

I told you she was playing tough.

I’m deep in thought picturing all the shit I can do to her if she lets me, eyes closed, and already out of breath from nothing. I don’t understand what was wrong with me. Getting worked up from nothing but my imagination as my hands slowly trail up her thighs and I release a shaky breath.

My breath catches in my throat suddenly when Sparks turns the table, catching me in a weak state as she turns us and slams my back harshly against the door. My eyes fly open at the sudden sting and I glare at her. You can’t scare someone like that.

“I’m the one you should be scared of Canine” she leans closer to me, spitting my name mockingly. Ouch. “I can make you do all that and more.” What the fuck? “You don’t scare me, if anything, I should scare you.”

No doubt about that. “Pft” I fake a scoff. “Keep telling yourself that.” She narrows her eyes at me and I hate to admit that I’m slightly getting uncomfortable.

“Shall we go now?” She raises her brows and I nod, waiting for her to back away but she doesn’t, she just looks at me our noses touching.

It takes a minute of her eyeing me and me trying to calm my breathing before she moves back and allows me to lead us to my car.

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“How’s your head?”

“Good, why do you ask? You seem concerned for a bitch who was kicking me out of her house just a few seconds ago” she raises her eyebrows.

“And you seemed to be flirting with my friend for a bitch who kissed me last night.”

What the fuck am I saying? Who cares about last night, I don’t own her.

She laughs as I open the car door for her “You call that flirting? Now I’m sure no one has ever flirted with you, that’s called being nice Canine look it up.”

“So what? You think you’ll get your way with my friend by being nice?” I thought that would shut her up, maybe even hurt her but I’m wrong.

She cracks a smile, “That would be really offensive if I cared about what you had to say. Besides, look at me and tell me if I’d really need to be nice to get that.”

I slam the door shut in her face, rendered speechless, and walk to the other side of the car, getting in and slamming that door shut too.

“You’re nicer when drunk” I state looking ahead.

“You don’t know me” she replies dryly.

“Neither do you but look where we are now” I murmur starting the car.

“Who doesn’t know you? You’ve literally fucked every girl in school… Oh sorry, city.” Her words catch me by surprise because she’s not shown any signs of knowing me or my reputation.

I scoff a laugh, kind of proud of my legacy “Nice.”

“What’s so funny?” I look over at her a grin on my face. She doesn’t smile back.

“What? You want me to fuck you?” I tease but she still doesn’t smile back.

“I don’t want to be fucked by a walking STD thank you very much.” Well ouch. The nerve to say that in her polite posh accent.

“That actually hurt Sparks” I wince “But don’t worry I’m not interested in you in that kind of way either, you’re not my type” I lie. I’ve been drooling over her since I saw her.

“I’m surprised a whore like you would have a type” she shoots back and I have to fight my jaw from falling. I don’t want to give her a reaction.

“Holy shit Sparks, you kiss your mother with that mouth?” I chuckle and she rolls her eyes.

“You’re right though, I don’t have a type, I fuck every hot thing I come across, you might be next” I wink at her.

“Not a chance.”

“What, you scared? I won’t hurt you. I’ll be gentle I promise and I don’t normally cuddle after but if you teach me, I will” I fake a pout enjoying the look of annoyance on her face, her eyebrows pinched together as she glares at me.

“Fuck off” she rolls her eyes again but smiles. “Why didn’t you do it last night, you had a chance.” I look over at her for a second. That looks like an honest question so I’ll give her an honest answer.

“I wanted to not going to lie, but you weren’t okay and I can’t take advantage of you like that… I’m a whore” as she puts it “Not a monster. If you were sober, you probably would’ve said no” I explain.

“I do have a type, I fuck whores… Like me” I shrug and watch as she nods looking away from me now.

“Oh” she says after sitting in silence for a while.

“Uhm… You know, I kind of don’t know where you live… So, I’ll need directions” I chuckle, rubbing the back of my head awkwardly.

“Oh yeah” she nods.

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Ooookaaaayyyyyyy. Long, I know.. Worked on it almost the whole day.

Re-editing Skeleton cliquer here, don’t you fucking leave this excruciatingly long chapter without a comment or a vote, I’m watching you…

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This was long af, took me hours to revamp but I like it now.