When You Were Young 2

WHEN YOU WERE YOUNG1

CHAPTER 2
SUMMER AND BACK AGAIN... 2


On the first day of summer vacation I was preparing myself for 2 longs months of hell. Bizarre enough; two weeks later I’ve never felt so happy in my entire life and it’s all because of him. I’ve only talked to Jon a couple times during school because he and I had second block together. 3

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He sat to the right of me in the front of the class but we both sat in those seats for different reasons. Mine would be my horrible eye sight. His would be the fact that he can’t be quiet in that class for longer than two seconds at the most. Our teacher, Mrs. King, would always make me work with Jonn in packets and stuff so that he would not cause a disruption in class. We had our serious conversations and some silly ones and I guess from us talking so much and him getting to know me for me, he picked up some feelings along the way. Over summer break he asked me out and it was like any other sunlit afternoon at the park when it happened; birds chirping, and people on bikes, green trees and decorative water fountains. 5


I was reading inside of this enormous jungle gym, made entirely out of wood; I laid my back against the walls and from the top of the tower, I listened to the sounds of children run to and fro laughing and giggling; blinded by shimmering lights of chains from swings and silver slides flashed in the sun, only to be ignored by my eyes that were fixed inside the pages of my book. 6


Intently, I read page and page, one after the other of the new book, “Witchlight,” I dragged my knees closer into my body, nearing my face, I leaned myself into the pages. As I read keenly, the rigorous voices flourished my head, thunderous lawn mowers gave deafening shrills, growing louder; making it harder to concentrate on the words,
I shook my head; trying to wave out all the noises, and by no means did that solve my problem. 7


I’m better off reading in my damn room, I thought to myself, irritated at the rowdy-ness. I stood to my feet and put a marker at my page and trudged to the winding staircase. 8


I stumbled down the stairs; unexpectedly, I missed a step and my foot slipped down two flights; and speedily, Jon catches my fall and slowly let me lay safely on the steps; there we were, me on my back, staring into Jon’s blue eyes, as his body was stretched over mine, arms blocking both my sides. It was so random; I was speechless and slightly embarrassed. 9


“I-I’m sorry!” I stuttered, lifting myself to my feet, once again. I frantically brushed my hair down, fixing my pants and shirt. 10


“Oh no, it’s my fault; I’m sorry...” He stood and brushed his blue collared Tee shirt off. 11

...American eagle? Wow, what a prep. I pushed passed him and left to the bridge outside. 12

I wanted to get out of his presence as quickly as I could, I rushed across the bridge, but he stopped me before I could get half way. 13

“Hey, why are you running?” 14

“Huh, I’m not running, what gives you that Idea?” I said nervously. 15

“You dropped this...back there” He glanced in the direction of the tower and in his hand was – 16

“Witchlight?” He questioned, flipping the book around, looked at the description on the back. “Never heard of it...” He finished, looking up at me through blue eyes; his platinum blonde hair flowing in the breeze and parting back down to his earlobes. 17

In this light, I noticed for the first time that Jon had freckles on his noise, faint but noticeable. I hated standing their, he made me so nervous; my heart was lingering out, getting slower and slower...or faster, I couldn’t tell! 18


The light hit him at such an angle, exposing his flawless pale skin, cobalt blue eyes, and golden locks...an angel maybe? Silly, I know; strange, I can’t help but think so. 19


“Well, you Shh-should read it some time, it’s awesome.” I nodded. Jonn flashed a smile and took my hand, placing the book in it. 20

“Listen...Avery,” he looked away as he said my name. Jonn took a step closer, his chest almost touching mine; his fingers quivered from the cover of the book and to his side.
“You see,” He paused again and sighed softly, stressed, rubbing his forehead and then moving his free fingers through his bangs. 21


“Yes?” He kept his peace for a second before saying-22

“Would you believe me if I said that I liked you...” His eyes drifted from mine giving me a chance to steal my hand back, fleeing it behind me;
I looked to the ground. Did he just? No...But...He...? I was caught between believing in his Profession or 23

My eyes went back to his, he looked serious about what he said, but I had to ask; guys these days like to mess with girls and give them fake emotions.
I huffed and turned away from him. He s24

I gave a forceful sigh and with my hands on my hips, I observed his reaction, I might not have finished what I was trying to but I know he knew what I was saying...okay? Why are you chuckling? 25


His inward laughter grew silent and his eyes met mine once again. It happened so sudden, what he did next...taking measured steps forward till his chest was now fully on mine, dragging his fingers through the my hair to the back of my head, tilting his head and gradually pressed his lips against mine, moving kind of hesitantly like he didn’t know what he was doing. 26

I was in complete denial of what had just happened; I stood there for a few moments before his kiss was too much for me to ignore; I answered him with my hands passing his well-built muscles and onto his shoulders; digging into the kiss. 27


It became too intense; my eyes opened and I broke away from him; blushing shamelessly, I read the ground for a fifth time.28


“I don’t know much about Romance, but I want you to be the one to teach me...” Bringing his teasing thumb up to my lips and pressing it gently to my bottom lip, caressing it. 29


He made himself clear to me that he wasn’t like most guys...and I believed him....My eyes glazed over with bliss; I was under a love spell; his dreaming love spell; I doubt I’ll ever forget that day. 30


Jonn and I have never been happier. Our kisses are the leaves in the fall; our love is the moon in the night, perfect... 31

I do question sometimes if this is real or just a really really good dream; it all seems too good to be true; who knew I would meet an amazing guy like Jonn that sweeps me off my feet. 32


I have two days left before school is back in session. Jonn and I stepped from his black pick-up truck and walked to the foot of the stairs. 33

I focused on the huge sign reading, “Florence County High School,” 34

I watched other students entering through the front door, with their friends at their sides, giggling and gossiping with whatever was new; basically, who’s dating who; Yes, I noticed lots of eyes pointed in our direction; they must have been shocked to see me around the arm of Jonn Cascell; if I were them, I would be too. 35


Heaving a sigh, I took his hand in mine and kissed his flushed cheek, smiling brightly.
Jonn followed behind me as I walked away from the car and up the brick stairs. 36


Schedules were being given out and I knew there would be a hectic excitement that day. The thought was making me nauseated; I had this odd feeling in my gut that something bad was going to happen; I felt uneasy and panicky, Jonn felt my clasp on his hand compress into a death grip; he peeped over, concerned. 37

“Avery...”38


“Y-yeah, I’m alright,” I lied. 39

As a man was stepping out we lead ourselves into the mess. I felt the air get knocked out of me as we walked inside; the mixtures of perfumes and colognes were too much for me to handle. 40

“H-hey Jonn...” I said in heavy breaths. He noticed my head bent to the floor, and my 41


“My claw-claustrophobia’s kickin’ I-in,” 42


The last time I was claustrophobic around him, we were at a party at his friend’s house, I fainted and he says I was knocked out for hours. Embarrassing...43

Jonn’s frantic eyes flickered from mine to exits close by and clear of people. 44


He clutched the hand on my chest and pulled it down to his side; he hurried to the open hallway on the left. 45

Through swarms of people all bunched together, we stumbled to the hall. 46

“I thought you said you were alright.” Jon said. His voice was hot and irritated. 47


“Yeah, well...” My breathing went back to normal. He bent his head down and groaned, turning to me, and putting his hand to his pockets.48


“I don’t want anything bad to happen to you...” He smirked. 49


“If you weren’t feeling good, you should have told me, I would have taken you home.” 50


“What’d I do without you, Jonn?!” I said softly. His hands came to my face, pulling into a kiss. 51

“I’ll be your prince.” His words were faint. Our lips were touching and lingering into a wet and forgiving kiss. 52

“Jonn?!” 53


We pulled from each other, both looking at Deborah Brookes. I’ve only met Jonn’s ex-girlfriend once and that was at that party I fainted at. 54


Deborah, like most ex-girlfriends, didn’t like me much. It wasn’t like Jonn brought me over to the party to meet her; in fact, we tried to avoid her the entire time, but she just kept coming. 55

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She was still beautiful like the first time I met her; her hair was long and dark brown, falling to her breasts. 57


She came to about 5’4 it looked like; short for being 17 years old I think. Deborah liked those punk clothings. 58

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Always wearing skinny jeans and blue converses; black band shirts and hats. She stood to our left, her hands on her waist looking up at Jonn and me. 60


His hands left my side and went to his pockets. 61

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“Deborah...” He said, nodding and curling his lips into a fake smile. 63

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She looked me up and down with disgust; then her eyes shot up to his; excited to see her ex-boyfriend again. I’ve only met her once and that was at that party I fainted at 2 weeks ago. 65


She ran over and latched into a hug. 66


“Ohhhh, JONN! I HAVEN’T SEEN YOU IN FOREVERRRR!” I jerked back; the high pitched squeal was harsh to my ears. I cleared my throat; abruptly, the two looked at me; Jonn’s hands still in his pockets, his eyes crying out for a safe place away from her. 67

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“What!” She yelled.
“Jonn, you wanna go and get our schedules now?” 69


“Yes, umm hmm! Yeah!” He shrugged her off and put his arm around my neck, walking down to the counselor’s office. He glanced back at her fuming self; her face bewildered and jolting. 70


“Thanks, Avery.” I cackled at how serious he sounded when he said it. 71

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“No problem.” 73

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“Man, I hope we have the same classes together...” 75

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“Me too,” I agreed, my eyes were drawn to the door as our steps came closer. The air closed in around me was we entered through the door with ‘OFFICE’ printed on the glass. I forced the door open and wiggled into the crowded room; I shouldn’t complain though, it was, after all, less compacted than the hallways but then again, it was a lot smaller than the hallways. 77

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My eyes fled to the carpet, my hands dipped into my pockets. 79

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“Just say here, I’ll get the schedules.” He broke away from the clutter of people and headed towards the desk at the other end of the room. The volume in there was deafening, I could hardly hear was Jonn had just said. S0 as he went and got our schedules, I waited patiently for his return...81

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Over there were the room was quieter and was lacking noisy students. I sighed, “Just kill me now...” I whispered to myself; Backwards, I stepped to a group of empty chairs sitting against the glass and lowered into one. 83


I crossed my legs in a guy fashion and sank down into the chair. Jesus! What’s taking him so long! I squinted to get a glimpse at Jonn who was stuck behind a line of people also waiting for their class schedules. 84

I rolled my eyes and leaned back in my seat. 85

“Hey!” 86

“Hey, how are you?” 87

“Good, Mr. Phares!” The voices conversating in front of me had grabbed my attention. I didn’t dare look up from my hands, for maybe this was my imagination. Could it be? I, bit by bit, looked up and around, my eyes finally settling on my target. There he stood, it wasn’t my imagination, and he was really there in front of me. 88


So many thoughts were running through my head. What should I do? Should I go up there? No, that’s stupid, is it? Okay, look away now June before he spots you.89


I tried to look at something else; something away from him in some other direction but my eyes stayed on him and went nowhere else. 90

His chat with June continued as I strangely stared at them, fighting with myself to look away. 91


“I hope you’re planning on getting good grades in my class now, June.” 92

“Sure am,” she giggled highly. 93

“See yah Wednesday, Mr. Phares!” She added before walking away. 94

He nodded; his eyes flickering to me; his smile faded as his eyes met mine. I awkwardly grinned; he did not return the favor. I watched him clear his throat and walk to the backroom of the office, leaving with nothing to say. 95

I’ve never felt so denied in my life, or at least never cared as much as I did right then. His vacant eyes drained all happiness from me, deserting me with no one to pick up the pieces except me, not Jonn, but me. My grin trickled to a frown as did my bashed in heart. 96

“Hey, I got ‘em” Jonn walked up beside me with two sheets of paper in his hands. He checked them over. 97

“Babe, we have World Studies together!” I attempted to give him the best smile I could muster; though, it did not pass him. 98


“You alright,” He sat in the seat next to me and looked me in the eyes. 99

“You feel sick?” 100

“No...” I muttered. I tried to collect myself before standing up. I shook off the incident and grinned at Jonn; he looked confused over my sudden recovery, yet happy I redeemed at all. I held my hand out to him and he gladly accepted it, I helped him to his feet. 101


“Thanks for getting mine for me.” 102


“What are Boyfriends for?!” 103

Because both Jonn and I already know our way around the building, there was no reason for us to say any longer; so it was off to the car. 104

“Oh how cute!” We were stopped by an old friend of mine, Daniel Johnson. 105

“Jonn and Avery...whoa, I didn’t expect that one!” 106


“Daniel...” I replied. 107

She changed a lot from last year that was for sure. A big improvement; She is much taller and no longer had her speed bumps but a large breasts. She exchanged her ‘lion’s hair’ for straight, medium brown locks. She wore a yellow tang top with grey skinnies. Different...but...I like it. This suits her very well. I thought to myself. 108

“How are you, Hun?” She ran up to me, squeezed all life from my body. 109


“G-Great,” I stuttered, “You?” She broke away and rested her hands on her hips. 110

“I’m fine, just trying to hurry and get out of here,” She laughed and her voice went to a mellow tone. 111

“Man...I haven’t seen you in ages! What have you been up to?” She joined. 112

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“Hmm, nothing much really...” I began to think of interesting things I might have done over the time span. 114


“Well, I met Jonn here over summer break...and...” I let my gaze take another idle sweep of Jonn, my eyes tangled in his baby blues. 115


“Babe,” he mouthed through a smirk, his thumb pressed against my lips; he leaned down placing a small kiss on them. 116


“Aw, well. I guess I’ll See you guys in school then.” And with that, she went towards the office. 117

We pushed pass the crowd, without my freaking out this time and advanced to the front door. 118


I was greeted by sweet September breezes and the smell of grills cooking up steaks and hamburgers from houses near the school grounds. The sky was a pink vanilla twilight now; I didn’t realize till then how long it took to get our schedules from the councilor. 119

“Hmm, I’m hungry,” said Jonn, his hands deep in his pockets, searching for car keys. 120

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“You?” he asked. We were coming up to the truck sitting lonesome in a parking lot. 122


“Yeah, I am” 123


“Alright, you can stop by for dinner at my house-” 124

“Aren’t your parents gone?” 125

“Yes? They are aren’t they...” The thought gave him a devilishly grin. 126

“You...Cook,” How cute! 127


“Yeeaah, I thought you knew that.” He assured; and, by the way he said it, He likes cooking. 128

He unlocked the doors and opened mine for me. I dove into the seat like a fat guy on thanksgiving and snuggled into its leathery goodness; I listened to Jonn shut the door behind me. 129


YES! Safe at last! I was glade to be out of that hell house, or hell-building. I was safe for another two days and after that, come back; but until then, I plan to be as far away from that school as possible. 130


I heard Jonn jumped into the driver’s side and slam the door shut; his blue jeans scuffing against the leather seat as he adjusted himself in a more ample position. He turned the radio on to 99.3, the rap and R&B station; his favorite genre of music. Mine too, but not as much as rock and Indie. The radio static turned harmonious.131

“If you gettin’ money, 132

If you gettin’ money,133

If you gettin’ money,134

Just throw it in the bag!” 135


The truck rolled out of the parking lot and down the street, to the highway. 136


It was somewhat quiet for a while, giving me time to think about if I never did met Jonn. 137


“Do you usually hang with your friends, Jonn?” 138

“What do you mean?” 139

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“I mean, when you come here and get your things, do you normally hang around and talk with your friends.” 141

“Well, yeah usually...” 142

He glanced at me. I turned to face him with my back against the window and my left leg fixed between the console and my other foot still on the floor. 143

He turned away, his attention back on the road and pausing for a second or two before finishing. 144

“But I much rather spend my time with you...” 145

His lines get me every time. I leaned across the console and kissed his cheek leaving a trace of lipstick on his pale skin. 146

I fell correctly back into my seat and watched the sky turn from somewhat light to complete darkness.
My head descended to the headrest and I began to shut out the world around me. The radio, the wheels of the car, the vibration of them against the rocky road, all of it trailed away and before I knew it, I was asleep. 147

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I was watching myself do all these things; standing shoeless in the middle of the woods. I was wearing a white spaghetti strap dress that ended at my knees. I watched the sky as different colored leaves fell relentlessly. My brown hair danced in the wind, though I could not feel it. 149


I began to walk towards a figure sitting cozily behind a tree. As I got closer, I saw that he was in light blue jeans and wearing a dark green Tee shirt; his legs were crossed and showing off a clean pair of white shoes.150


He rose from the tree as I approached him; in his hands he held a dozen white roses, his eyes departed from them to me. 151

It took the real me a good minute to see that the boy with the white roses was Jonn. His words came out in slow motion, very apathetic and dream like. 152


He grinned at me “Let us go” He said in a gentle tone. He handed me the dozen and took my hand in his, leading me to a ratty shack. It was decaying and left in ruins; the wooden door was nearly gone and the red tin roof was rusted by many years of rain and snow. But none of that mattered. 153

Jonn took me along side of the shack and through the creaking door. Papers were thrown across the floor of the shack and pictures of him and me. It looked romantic in a strange and twisted kind of way. The floorboards squeaked at ever step I took.154


Traces of sun shined in through the ceiling and down upon me; all except for the cut out near the door, where Jonn stood. He gradually stepped away from the darkness. The shadow on his face was lifted and to my surprise...it wasn’t Jonn. 155

The man coming from the corner was a man different of Jonn, Phares... 156


Even though it wasn’t Jonn, I stood my ground and watched him walk up to me. He was dressing in a fashion I would expect of him. Blue jeans, brown jacket, pink under shirt. Those impossible orange shoes...his prevailing taste in clothes were something else. 157


He did nothing, said nothing...just stood there, staring me in the face. 158


A few moments later, his hand left his side and moved to my back; he pulled me closer to him; his slender fingers ran down my spin. His other hand traced the outside of my thigh, moving up and under my dress. I did nothing...Why am I doing nothing! Slap him! 159

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But instead of doing that of what I asked, I curled my arms around his neck and kissed him...harshly, as if I wanted it, as if I wanted him.161


He brought my leg up to his side, pushing me against the wall of the shack, my body crashed against the barricaded room. The hand on my back traveled up my dress, lifting it up to my waist. My back repeatedly hit the walls of the shack. 162

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There I stood, dreaming of myself with Phares, something I’ve been wanting for a while, but Jonn came along and had given me the courtesy of forgetting such nonsense, giving me something real to look forward to. Was this a sign, a sign that maybe...just maybe, he might of read the letter and feel the same way towards me. 164

I can only dream. 165


The next event was a little shaky. 166


The ground started to tremble and a voice began to speak to me.167

“Avery. Avery wake up!” The muffled voice grew unambiguous and distinctive.
Suddenly, the sun was gone; and so was the shack, the leaves and Mr. Phares. I jumped up from the seat of the truck almost smacking heads with Jonn who was leaning over, trying to get me to wake from my slumber. 168


“Whoa, chill out on those pills babe.” He chuckled.169

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“HA-HA!” I laughed sarcastically. He jumped from the truck and walked around to the other side. My door swung open.
“Thank you.” He helped me out and pushed the door shut. I thought it would be best if I kept my mouth shut about what just happened. I wouldn’t dare tell Jonn about the dream. 171

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Walking up to the front door, Jonn fumbled with the keys; till he held a single one and put it in the doorknob. I’ve only been to his house a couple times, and all of those times I’ve been to his house I felt like it princess. It was huge, a castle....alright, a mansion; but a castle is much cooler to say! 173


His house smelt of peppermints; a very clean smell and easy to get used to...I always liked peppermints. The white door to the house went caved in as he opened it. 174

“Go on.” 175


So I did. I’ve been here time and time again but can never get used to house amazing it looks. The house was dark with one light on in the house which was the upstairs like. I heard the click of the front door shutting behind him. 176


I waited for him to join me by my side before continuing into his humble abode. Awesome, another cool word to say! 177

“So...” he faced my curious eyes, his house keys twirling around his finger like a pistol on a cowboy. 178

“Dinner ideas.” He asked. 179

“How-about...hamburgers!” 180

“...I was thinking the same thing. Care to help?” He smiled and started for the kitchen. 181

“Not at all, I’d love to!” I followed behind him and into the kitchen where he, pulling something from the wall. 182


“Here Ya Go!” He came at me with an apron in his hands and placed it over my head and it fell to my neck. He drew his hands around my waist and tied it in the back. Its bright flower patterns would drive me mad if that was hanging in my kitchen. 183

“You’ve GOT to be kidding me!” I said through a wide smile. 184

“There...you look beautiful.” He kissed my cheek and headed for the pans under the sink.
He pulled out a red pan and grabbed a black spatula from the counter. 185

“Alright...Burgers.” I don’t know what it was, but seeing Jonn cooking made me really...hungry for him. His muscles, the sweat beaded from his face, His moistened lips; and how about that tight Hollister tee he’s wearing tonight. I bet I could get that off in less than 4 seconds... 186

“Avery...” I shook my head.
“...Huh?”187

“Ready?” I looked to the frying pan that was sizzling white smoke. 188


“Ready when you are.” Not really. I thought he was going to make it for me. 189

“Do you know how to flip one?” He took my wrist and dragged me over to him. 190

“Uhh, Duh, Of course I know...not how to...” he rolled his eyes and came up behind me. 191

“Come here.” He turned me around so my back was against his chest. 192

“What the? Why don’t you just show me?” 193

“I am...” 194


“If I get burned I’m blaming you!” I threatened uneasily. 195

“Don’t worry...do you trust me?” 196

I fell silent in his arms and let him proceedwith his teachings. 197

“I trust you.” I murmured. 198

“Alright now, this is what you do, you take the spatula like this,” he coiled my fingers around the rubber handle and his hand folded over the back of my palm. He stuck the spatula under the burning hamburger and temped to flip it; unsuccessfully. It landed sideways. 199

“OH!” he chuckled in my ear. I couldn’t help but laugh. He fixed it smoothly with a quick flick of his wrist. 200

Ten minutes in and I got it. I was now a black belt in flipping hamburgers and I owe it all to Jonn. We took out a plate and a sheet of paper towel; placing the extra burgers on it. 201

We got out some pickles, mustard and ketchup. Jonn was out of buns so we ate them bare. 202

Jonn and I ran up his stairs and to last room on the right. His room was like any boy’s room would be; messy to the point of no return. There were pants, socks, shirts and other things of the sort thrown around his room. He had to set his plate down and push off the clothes from his bed and fix his blanket. 203

“Sorry bout that...” 204


“No worries, mine Is just as worst...” I was kidding of course. My room was bad, but not like this. 205

“Really?!” 206

“No.”
He huffed and finished his bed and motioned me to go ahead and ‘sit’. Taking bites of my bun-less burger, I stepped over to his bed and lied down. It smelled nothing like his house, more like a bottle of Hollister perfume was spilt on the covers, not that I didn’t like the smell; at least it wasn’t something disturbing like dead fish. 207


He reached for the remote underneath his distorted blanket and turned the television on. He flipped from station to station of static, a weather station came in the second clearest, stating that a storm is moving this way...okay... At first it was a nice night, then suddenly out of nowhere, a thunderstorm was expected. The weather in Virginia was something strange...that's for sure. 208


Then, as we sat in the room, we started to listen to the sprikle of rain against the glass window like they were falling into a tin cup, then it grew louder into a relentless shower. I groaned at the impossibility of it all. how am i ever suppose to get home...
Jon changed the channel again, and settled on a show. 20 minutes passed with constant rain, thunder, and lightning raged on in the background of the t.v.s clamourousness.209

While I layed- still and falling vastly into a sleep that I yearned deeply for- Jon watched episode after episode of the enlightening show, Manswers. Suddenly, during the 5th showing, the power cut out. 210


The room went black and the only noise I could hear anymore was the rain thrashing against the roof and thunder rambling on outside. Normally, I would jump up and bounce onto someone, clutching my arms around them from the erratic fear I have of the dark. 211


But I was so sleepy, I didn’t even care, I didn’t move an inch from my comfortable position; the lights going off actually made me even more tired-if that was possible for me to be anymore than what I already was. The lightning flicked through the window, a brief moment of lucent brilliance. 212


My eyes were cocked. Open enough for me to see Jon climbing onto the bed and peeking through the window, his hand mangled the window frame as his forehead pressing against the glass. I felt his knees hear heavily into the bed-being as they were only a few inches away from my legs bunched together. 213


“…Damn it…” He grumbled under his breath as he crawled from the bed. He stood in the middle of the room, his hands on the back of his neck. He sighed heavily, glancing over and studying my presents. Another flash of light drove in, deepening his features. Though the moment was rather still- my heart was loud in my chest, beating rapidly.214

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Nonchalantly, Jon took short and lazy steps towards the bed till he stood before me, his eyes not once leaving mine. He sat leisurely on the edge of the bed, the same time yet another crash of lightning and a few seconds later a burst of light flooded the room.216


I was too captivated by his unforeseen blandness to pay interest to whatever was going on outside the walls of that room. I made measured movements, leaning upward, staring at him in the dark. I wouldn’t call it looking anymore, only cause we haven’t looked away from each other. His hands curled into fists on his knees as he stared at me thoughtfully.217


The rain, which was loud and pestering to the outside world, drifted into the only sound in the room. Finally, when the next thunder struck, his eyes left mine. 218


I let my long breath exhale out, but never looking away from him. His oceanic eyes ran straight to mine again, he licked his lips and as they inched back out, he bit his bottom. He squints his eyes at me as if he was questioning something and the answer was in my gaze.219


He let go of his lip with an unheard blow. Tilting his head and at the same time he edged to my side, placing an indecisive kiss on my lips. I wondered why he was contradicting himself to kiss me…we do it all the time. 220


Our finger intertwined, resting on my lap. For the first time, he asked entrance inside my mouth, and for the first time, I granted willingly. Our tongues linked a feeling like no other. A kiss that no other could cherish. I prefer this kiss above all others.221


His fingers headed for my wrist then up my arm, onto my shoulder, and to my neck, all the while his tongue still fought with mine. His thumb was smoothing the edge of my jaw. My hands dragged up his shoulders and Jon’s free hand appeared on the bed between me and the window that collected raindrops. 222


Continuing to trace my throat with his lips, his hands slid down my body, as he laid us on the bed, his hot breath against the rim of my ear sent chills down my spine as I struggled to lift his skin tight shirt away. 223


Our panting grew loud; so loud I thought people could hear it from miles away. When it decided to break from his body and away from his head it pushed all of his blonde hair forward, messing it up in a sexy way. Doing it reviled his pale skin and beauty marks at the chest and neckline. His abs was apparent, even in the dim light. 224


I can’t remember me loosing my head like this before. I don’t know why Jon is able to bring out this side of me that even I never knew existed. And I want nothing more than to share everything with him, my mind, body…soul. 225


And without thinking long about it, I’ve decided tonight is the night I give it to him. His hands searched frantically and found the button to my pants and unhitched it before disposing it from my body, throwing it to his floor and next went my salmon underwear. 226

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I slid my shoes off and heard them make a thud on the carpet. Gently he kissed my moist, pink lips, his heated body pressed hard against mine…It was the first time I ever showed myself to anyone. Yet strangely, It didn’t feel awkward with him at all. 228

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I always thought that doing it for the first time would be awkward and embarrassing, but it really wasn’t.
His chest left mine and glided down to my stomach, beginning to take his own pants off. Clumsily, he shook them onto the ground.230

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His dark blue boxers had gone with them. He kissed my stomach, trailing his hands up my sides before putting them on each side of me, blocking me in-between his muscular arms. He glanced up at me through long eyelashes, grinning. They fled and went back to studying my body. He paused before pushing his hands underneath my back, swapping positions with me on top of him.232

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I kissed his lips passionately before lifting myself up…my arms above my head as he ascended the shirt from them. I unhitched my bra strap, baring all of me to him. His hands ran up and down the bow of my back, feeling them like never before. 234

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He sucked his teeth, looking up at me through those eyes of his. I wasn’t ready for the physical pain of him coming inside of me. I yelped at the pain surging throughout me. 236

“If you not ready,” He started, I cut him off before he could finish. 237


“I’m READY!” 238


He lay there momentarily before flipping me on my back. His eyes looked concerned for me yet not wanting to spoil the moment. He traced the insides of my thighs with his hot sweaty palms.239


Then, spreading them further open for him. He pushed my legs into myself as I held them close into my body, my head propped up by pillows.240


He pulled himself closer to me, our bodies coliding; I readied myself for the second try. He leaned his chest against mine and took hold of it before say, “ I’ll go slow…” and so he did, gradually putting himself inside me again. 241

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I won’t lie, it hurt…but not as bad as before. Finally, it was in. The pain lingered still between my legs. I moaned at the pressure now built. Faster and faster, he started thrusting into me.243


My moaning turned into mumbling curse words under my breath. It felt like a mixture of desire for him to move harder into me and agony with him complying with my request. 244


Jon’s grunts increased into moans, His lips curled together, his eyes shut and he shoved himself inside me and I could feel his hugeness in my tight self.245

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My curses gained into me directing them at Jon, he did the same under his breath, asking me questions liked if I wanted him deeper, or if I liked that in general. He clutched the covers in his tight grasp; He drove into me faster and faster, building momentum till we came moments later. 247

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Grunting, he pulled himself out of me. Jon was breathing forcibly, faint with exhaustion. He collapsed beside me and pulled up a spare blanket at the end of his bed, placing it over us. His warm embrace brought me the sleep I longed for...