I Dare You..., chapter 6
I woke up the next morning and me and Tre were still in each other's arms. Today was the first day of November. I just realized; yesterday was Halloween and I didn't get any candy! Oh well, Tre was sweet enough. I had awaken for Tre twisting my hair around his finger. "Good morning, sweetie," I said to him in a sleepy tone.
"Morning, baby girl." I looked up at him and gave him a quick morning kiss. I got off of Tre so he could get up. We both got out of bed and put our clothes back on. I changed back into my hooker outfit 'cause that's all I had to wear. Tre walked out of the bedroom, holding hands, to find a pancake stuck to the ceiling. "What the hell?" is what Tre said when he saw the pancake on the ceiling.
Billie was at the stove making breakfast. I don't know why because no one else was up. "Where's Mike and Jimmy?" I asked. I walked over to the stove to see that Billie wasn't doing that bad of a job, except for the one on the ceiling.
"They're still out from last night," Billie said.
"Why aren't you?" I asked taking the spatula from Billie and flipping the pancakes; they were almost burning. "And you flip them when they're bubbling."
"I think since I've been drunk and high so many times I think I'm immune to hangovers." Billie said it was like it was a big goal he was trying to accomplish; I giggled at his weirdness. "I'm surprised Jimmy isn't immune to them. He's been drunk just as much or more than I have."
"Well, I'm going to see if they're really asleep," I said, heading toward the living room. I looked at them and I could tell they were passed out. Both Mike and Jimmy were laying on their backs. They both were kind of in the same spot and they looked kind of cute all spread out; it was also kind of funny. I walked over to Mike and started to run my hand up and down his back. "Mikey," I said softly. "Mikey, wake up." I then turned toward Jimmy. I smiled at Jimmy and I ran my hand down his back, too. "Jimmy, you're so cute; you look like a saint." That's when I got and idea. "Saint Jimmy," I whispered softly. "That's your new name, Saint Jimmy."
Tre walked into the room and saw me sitting in between Mike and Jimmy, running my hands up and down their backs. "What are you doing?" he asked.
"I'm trying to wake them up," I said looking up at Tre. Then I looked down at Mikey, leaned over him and gave him a little kiss; then I did the same to Jimmy. Jimmy and Mike almost woke up instantly.
"Okay," said Jimmy, looking over at me sitting next to him. "I swore I felt you kiss me."
"I did." I then leaned over and kissed him again.
"Where's my second one?" asked Mike, sweetly. After I finished kissing Jimmy, I smiled and leaned over and kissed Mike, too. I got up and walked over to Tre who had his mouth wide open.
"Hey!" he said. I walked across the room to Tre and I threw my arms around his neck. I kissed him and our tongues went around in circles. I made sure it was a lot better kiss than what Mike and Jimmy got.
Jimmy just looked at us and was shacking his head. "Oh, I love porn in the morning." Tre and I broke our kiss to look at him funny.
"You love porn anytime," said Mike, looking over at Jimmy. We all laughed. Billie came walking in with a plate full of pancakes that were covered in syrup.
"Anybody want one?" he asked holding them out. No one took one right away and since I didn't want to be mean, I took the first one. It didn't taste that bad, it actually tastes pretty good.
"These are good," I said, kind of shocked 'cause I didn't expect for Billie to be a good cook. After I said this, everyone else grabbed one. I finished my one and Billie held out the plate and asked me if I wanted another one. "No, thanks, I'm on a diet."
"Why?" asked Jimmy, almost screaming. "You're incredibly thin; you don't need to lose any weight."
"Seriously, baby girl," Tre said. He put his hand on my exposed stomach. I looked down at his hand on my stomach, then up into Tre's eyes. "You're beautiful." Tre smiled and I wanted to do him right there; we were about to make-out and our faces were about 2 inches from each other, but then we remembered that Mike, Billie, and Jimmy were watching us and we broke our closeness.
"I'm not trying to lose weight," I said, trying to reassure them. "I'm just watching what I eat, so it's not really a diet." They all looked a little easier, but still worried for me. "Guys, you all look worried for me. I'm fine, really. Don't worry about me." Tre smiled and wrapped his arms around his waist. He kissed my forehead, then rested his head on mine. There was a long silence before anyone had said anything.
"Well," said Billie looking around. "There's not really a mess from last night, so I should be able to clean it up before my mom gets home. So, if you guys want to go, you can."
"I should probably go," I said. I walked over to Jimmy and gave him a hug. "It was awesome meeting you, Saint Jimmy." Then I walked over to Mikey and Billie and gave them both a hug, too. Then it was Tre's turn; I was heading out the front door and he followed me.
I opened the door and he hugged me from behind and said "I love you."
"I love you, too." I turned around and hugged him, and kissed him. I walked out the front door, out to my Camaro, and drove home. My parents didn't notice I was even gone all night. I walked up the steps to my room, changed out of my hooker outfit, and flopped down on my bed, thinking about the night before. He's so fucking good in bed, I thought. That night was amazing; Tre's amazing.
Well, we were in the beginning of November, but we're going to skip forward a few months. We're now in the middle of January. Since that Halloween night, Tre has been wanting to have sex almost every other day. I asked him he always wants sex and he said he just has a horny nature. I think it's kind of cute, but not every other day. I love how he hugs me and kisses me in front of everybody, but I don't really like him wanting to fuck me a lot; I know he's not, but it kind of makes me feel like he's using me. So, one day, I told Tre we needed to talk.
It's after school and I asked Tre to meet me at my locker, alone. He showed up after everyone was out of the hallway, so we were alone. He walked up to me and kissed me. He put his hands on my waist. "What's up?" he asked. My head was down and it was obvious that I was upset. "Baby girl, what's wrong?"
"Tre," I said looking up. "I don't know if this is going to work."
"What's going to work?"
"Us." Tre looked a little shocked and I don't blame him. I didn't show any sign that this was coming. He took his hands off of my waist. "Tre, I love you, but I just really don't like how that you're always horny. It's kind of gotten to me." Tre had his head down now. "It's not you're fault, I swear. It's mine for not being able to deal with it. Tre, I really like you and I really hope we can still be friends."
Tre hasn't said anything since I started talking. "Yeah, we can still be friends."
"At least we're friends," I said smiling, trying to lighten the mood. I hugged him; you know, a good-bye hug.
"Um...I'd better go," he'd said, breaking the hug. "The guys are probably waiting for me at Billie's house for practice."
"Ok," I said. "See ya."
"See ya." He started to walk down the hallway, and I walked the other way. I turned around to make sure he was completely around the corner. Once he was, I fell down to my knees and dug my head into my hands and started to cry.
"Morning, baby girl." I looked up at him and gave him a quick morning kiss. I got off of Tre so he could get up. We both got out of bed and put our clothes back on. I changed back into my hooker outfit 'cause that's all I had to wear. Tre walked out of the bedroom, holding hands, to find a pancake stuck to the ceiling. "What the hell?" is what Tre said when he saw the pancake on the ceiling.
Billie was at the stove making breakfast. I don't know why because no one else was up. "Where's Mike and Jimmy?" I asked. I walked over to the stove to see that Billie wasn't doing that bad of a job, except for the one on the ceiling.
"They're still out from last night," Billie said.
"Why aren't you?" I asked taking the spatula from Billie and flipping the pancakes; they were almost burning. "And you flip them when they're bubbling."
"I think since I've been drunk and high so many times I think I'm immune to hangovers." Billie said it was like it was a big goal he was trying to accomplish; I giggled at his weirdness. "I'm surprised Jimmy isn't immune to them. He's been drunk just as much or more than I have."
"Well, I'm going to see if they're really asleep," I said, heading toward the living room. I looked at them and I could tell they were passed out. Both Mike and Jimmy were laying on their backs. They both were kind of in the same spot and they looked kind of cute all spread out; it was also kind of funny. I walked over to Mike and started to run my hand up and down his back. "Mikey," I said softly. "Mikey, wake up." I then turned toward Jimmy. I smiled at Jimmy and I ran my hand down his back, too. "Jimmy, you're so cute; you look like a saint." That's when I got and idea. "Saint Jimmy," I whispered softly. "That's your new name, Saint Jimmy."
Tre walked into the room and saw me sitting in between Mike and Jimmy, running my hands up and down their backs. "What are you doing?" he asked.
"I'm trying to wake them up," I said looking up at Tre. Then I looked down at Mikey, leaned over him and gave him a little kiss; then I did the same to Jimmy. Jimmy and Mike almost woke up instantly.
"Okay," said Jimmy, looking over at me sitting next to him. "I swore I felt you kiss me."
"I did." I then leaned over and kissed him again.
"Where's my second one?" asked Mike, sweetly. After I finished kissing Jimmy, I smiled and leaned over and kissed Mike, too. I got up and walked over to Tre who had his mouth wide open.
"Hey!" he said. I walked across the room to Tre and I threw my arms around his neck. I kissed him and our tongues went around in circles. I made sure it was a lot better kiss than what Mike and Jimmy got.
Jimmy just looked at us and was shacking his head. "Oh, I love porn in the morning." Tre and I broke our kiss to look at him funny.
"You love porn anytime," said Mike, looking over at Jimmy. We all laughed. Billie came walking in with a plate full of pancakes that were covered in syrup.
"Anybody want one?" he asked holding them out. No one took one right away and since I didn't want to be mean, I took the first one. It didn't taste that bad, it actually tastes pretty good.
"These are good," I said, kind of shocked 'cause I didn't expect for Billie to be a good cook. After I said this, everyone else grabbed one. I finished my one and Billie held out the plate and asked me if I wanted another one. "No, thanks, I'm on a diet."
"Why?" asked Jimmy, almost screaming. "You're incredibly thin; you don't need to lose any weight."
"Seriously, baby girl," Tre said. He put his hand on my exposed stomach. I looked down at his hand on my stomach, then up into Tre's eyes. "You're beautiful." Tre smiled and I wanted to do him right there; we were about to make-out and our faces were about 2 inches from each other, but then we remembered that Mike, Billie, and Jimmy were watching us and we broke our closeness.
"I'm not trying to lose weight," I said, trying to reassure them. "I'm just watching what I eat, so it's not really a diet." They all looked a little easier, but still worried for me. "Guys, you all look worried for me. I'm fine, really. Don't worry about me." Tre smiled and wrapped his arms around his waist. He kissed my forehead, then rested his head on mine. There was a long silence before anyone had said anything.
"Well," said Billie looking around. "There's not really a mess from last night, so I should be able to clean it up before my mom gets home. So, if you guys want to go, you can."
"I should probably go," I said. I walked over to Jimmy and gave him a hug. "It was awesome meeting you, Saint Jimmy." Then I walked over to Mikey and Billie and gave them both a hug, too. Then it was Tre's turn; I was heading out the front door and he followed me.
I opened the door and he hugged me from behind and said "I love you."
"I love you, too." I turned around and hugged him, and kissed him. I walked out the front door, out to my Camaro, and drove home. My parents didn't notice I was even gone all night. I walked up the steps to my room, changed out of my hooker outfit, and flopped down on my bed, thinking about the night before. He's so fucking good in bed, I thought. That night was amazing; Tre's amazing.
Well, we were in the beginning of November, but we're going to skip forward a few months. We're now in the middle of January. Since that Halloween night, Tre has been wanting to have sex almost every other day. I asked him he always wants sex and he said he just has a horny nature. I think it's kind of cute, but not every other day. I love how he hugs me and kisses me in front of everybody, but I don't really like him wanting to fuck me a lot; I know he's not, but it kind of makes me feel like he's using me. So, one day, I told Tre we needed to talk.
It's after school and I asked Tre to meet me at my locker, alone. He showed up after everyone was out of the hallway, so we were alone. He walked up to me and kissed me. He put his hands on my waist. "What's up?" he asked. My head was down and it was obvious that I was upset. "Baby girl, what's wrong?"
"Tre," I said looking up. "I don't know if this is going to work."
"What's going to work?"
"Us." Tre looked a little shocked and I don't blame him. I didn't show any sign that this was coming. He took his hands off of my waist. "Tre, I love you, but I just really don't like how that you're always horny. It's kind of gotten to me." Tre had his head down now. "It's not you're fault, I swear. It's mine for not being able to deal with it. Tre, I really like you and I really hope we can still be friends."
Tre hasn't said anything since I started talking. "Yeah, we can still be friends."
"At least we're friends," I said smiling, trying to lighten the mood. I hugged him; you know, a good-bye hug.
"Um...I'd better go," he'd said, breaking the hug. "The guys are probably waiting for me at Billie's house for practice."
"Ok," I said. "See ya."
"See ya." He started to walk down the hallway, and I walked the other way. I turned around to make sure he was completely around the corner. Once he was, I fell down to my knees and dug my head into my hands and started to cry.
