Walk Through Hell
[16]
"See you guys later!" I yelled out behind me.
We had finished the movie, and then proceeded to be kicked out of 11 stores in an hour and a half.
Record timing.
Lucky for me, I didn't have time to talk to Ricky before I left.
He was too busy making out with Sam.
I <3 Sam.
Now all I had to do was... avoid the same conversation with Jake.
We got into his car, and he turned the music up.
Sweet.
But, then I got a text message from... an unknown number.
I saw that.
The signature said Ricky.
Saw what?
I texted back.
You and Jake. Kissing.
I turned bright red, and looked out the window so Jake wouldn't see.
No. We were just talking quietly. Our faces were close.
Yeah right. Don't worry. I won't tell anyone.
Good. Because it didn't mean anything. We don't like eachother or anything.
Alright. Sure. I g2g. Sam's calling. <3
I laughed inside, and told him bye.
Before I knew it, we were home. I yawned, not realizing how much time we spent at the mall.
We ate at the food court before leaving, too.
Damn, it was like, 10. Why am I so tired?
I got out of the car.
As I was walking into the house with Jake, he stopped me.
"About that... scene in the movie theater."
"Uhh, yeah... about that..."
"We don't... we don't like each other like that, right?"
"Yeah." I assured him. "Totally."
We stood there in silence, just looking at each other.
Waiting for someone to say something.
We didn't say anything.
We just kind of...
Attacked each other.
Sexual tension?
I guess so.
I slid his hoodie off, which I was still wearing.
We both kicked off our shoes as we made our way to the stairs.
He pushed me against the wall next to the staircase, and I started kissing down his neck.
He clawed at my shirt, taking it off in seconds.
I pulled away and started running up the stairs. He followed suit, taking off his shirt and tossing it wherever.
He grabbed my hand halfway up and we stopped at the steps.
I turned around and we started kissing more.
I jumped up and put my legs around him, holding on by his neck.
His hands roamed, down my back, over my hips, my chest.
We found his room, stumbling through the door and onto a wall.
Having something to lean against, I removed one of my arms from his neck and started unbuttoning his pants.
He mauled my neck as I fumbled with the button.
I got it and he carried me over to his bed.
He layed me down. I started kissing his chest and neck and he unbuttoned and pulled off my pants after kicking his own off.
I brought my mouth back up to his.
He reached his hands behind me and groped at my bra latch.
He threw it across the room.
I reached down to take off his boxers, and then he slid off my thong.
I bit my lip.
I started breathing heavier.
He was groaning.
I whimpered, then moaned as he picked up his pace.
Then I was full out moaning his name.
I dug my nails into his back.
He didn't realize what he was doing to me.
"OH! JAKE!" I cried out.
"Lexxi," he moaned, a bit quieter than I had.
"Oh! Don't stop!"
I climaxed, then him.
He rolled off me, grabbed me into his arms, and we fell asleep.
"Heeey! Jake! I just came by to drop off you... WOAH! HOLY SHIT!"
Jake sat up in bed, letting the cover fall down. I was laying on his chest, so I went with him.
This exposed my, ahem, you know.
I realized what had happened, and grabbed the cover back up.
I looked over at Dave, who was grinning like an idiot.
"Dave, man, get out!"
There was no way we could even get out of this one.
Jake stepped out of bed, pulling on his boxers, grabbing a white shirt and a pair of sweatpants from a drawer, then headed out to face Dave.
I did the same, coming out about three minutes later.
I heard somewhat hushed voices from the kitchen.
"Duuude. I still can't believe you hit that!"
"Man, I told you, don't say it like that."
"You have feelings for her." He teased. "I knew it."
I could practically feel him grinning.
"No." Jake said.
Silence.
He must be getting the infamous Dave skeptical look.
"Alright. Maybe I do. Just don't tell her."
"Man, don't worry. I won't. But she likes you, too."
Jake didn't say anything for a few seconds. "Really?"
"Yeah, dude. Didn't you see the way she was looking at you on Thursday? It's on the extra footage of the film. Just look over it. You guys look like you're in love."
"Yeah right."
That's when I decided to make my grand entrance.
I opened the door loudly.
"What'd you tell him?" I asked Jake, pretending to be oblivious to the whole conversation.
"Uh, the truth."
"Damn." I whispered.
I started making breakfast.
"Eggs?" I asked them.
"Scrambled." They both said.
"Scrambled it is." I walked over to the fridge.
"So how does it look?"
"Huh? OH! It's pretty good, if I do say so myself."
"Cool. Jake, get him something to drink."
Damn, this is awkward.
Jake fetched him some O.J. and they went to go put the DVD in. He had a DVD, then all of the footage compiled onto one DVD.
I brought out three plates of eggs.
One for Dave. One for Jake. One for myself.
We ate and watched our little movie.
"Dave, you're a genius." It was true. He was.
"Awe, thanks. Shucks." I laughed at him.
The credits rolled.
I was on there as Damsel in Distress: LEXIE WILDE
Jake was The Nimrod Son JAKE WINTERS
And then so on and so forth with the rest of the cast and of course our genius camera man and editor, Dave!
Then the time that I dreaded came.
The time Dave left.
The time when I had to talk to Jake...
About the best sex I've ever had.
We had finished the movie, and then proceeded to be kicked out of 11 stores in an hour and a half.
Record timing.
Lucky for me, I didn't have time to talk to Ricky before I left.
He was too busy making out with Sam.
I <3 Sam.
Now all I had to do was... avoid the same conversation with Jake.
We got into his car, and he turned the music up.
Sweet.
But, then I got a text message from... an unknown number.
I saw that.
The signature said Ricky.
Saw what?
I texted back.
You and Jake. Kissing.
I turned bright red, and looked out the window so Jake wouldn't see.
No. We were just talking quietly. Our faces were close.
Yeah right. Don't worry. I won't tell anyone.
Good. Because it didn't mean anything. We don't like eachother or anything.
Alright. Sure. I g2g. Sam's calling. <3
I laughed inside, and told him bye.
Before I knew it, we were home. I yawned, not realizing how much time we spent at the mall.
We ate at the food court before leaving, too.
Damn, it was like, 10. Why am I so tired?
I got out of the car.
As I was walking into the house with Jake, he stopped me.
"About that... scene in the movie theater."
"Uhh, yeah... about that..."
"We don't... we don't like each other like that, right?"
"Yeah." I assured him. "Totally."
We stood there in silence, just looking at each other.
Waiting for someone to say something.
We didn't say anything.
We just kind of...
Attacked each other.
Sexual tension?
I guess so.
I slid his hoodie off, which I was still wearing.
We both kicked off our shoes as we made our way to the stairs.
He pushed me against the wall next to the staircase, and I started kissing down his neck.
He clawed at my shirt, taking it off in seconds.
I pulled away and started running up the stairs. He followed suit, taking off his shirt and tossing it wherever.
He grabbed my hand halfway up and we stopped at the steps.
I turned around and we started kissing more.
I jumped up and put my legs around him, holding on by his neck.
His hands roamed, down my back, over my hips, my chest.
We found his room, stumbling through the door and onto a wall.
Having something to lean against, I removed one of my arms from his neck and started unbuttoning his pants.
He mauled my neck as I fumbled with the button.
I got it and he carried me over to his bed.
He layed me down. I started kissing his chest and neck and he unbuttoned and pulled off my pants after kicking his own off.
I brought my mouth back up to his.
He reached his hands behind me and groped at my bra latch.
He threw it across the room.
I reached down to take off his boxers, and then he slid off my thong.
I bit my lip.
I started breathing heavier.
He was groaning.
I whimpered, then moaned as he picked up his pace.
Then I was full out moaning his name.
I dug my nails into his back.
He didn't realize what he was doing to me.
"OH! JAKE!" I cried out.
"Lexxi," he moaned, a bit quieter than I had.
"Oh! Don't stop!"
I climaxed, then him.
He rolled off me, grabbed me into his arms, and we fell asleep.
"Heeey! Jake! I just came by to drop off you... WOAH! HOLY SHIT!"
Jake sat up in bed, letting the cover fall down. I was laying on his chest, so I went with him.
This exposed my, ahem, you know.
I realized what had happened, and grabbed the cover back up.
I looked over at Dave, who was grinning like an idiot.
"Dave, man, get out!"
There was no way we could even get out of this one.
Jake stepped out of bed, pulling on his boxers, grabbing a white shirt and a pair of sweatpants from a drawer, then headed out to face Dave.
I did the same, coming out about three minutes later.
I heard somewhat hushed voices from the kitchen.
"Duuude. I still can't believe you hit that!"
"Man, I told you, don't say it like that."
"You have feelings for her." He teased. "I knew it."
I could practically feel him grinning.
"No." Jake said.
Silence.
He must be getting the infamous Dave skeptical look.
"Alright. Maybe I do. Just don't tell her."
"Man, don't worry. I won't. But she likes you, too."
Jake didn't say anything for a few seconds. "Really?"
"Yeah, dude. Didn't you see the way she was looking at you on Thursday? It's on the extra footage of the film. Just look over it. You guys look like you're in love."
"Yeah right."
That's when I decided to make my grand entrance.
I opened the door loudly.
"What'd you tell him?" I asked Jake, pretending to be oblivious to the whole conversation.
"Uh, the truth."
"Damn." I whispered.
I started making breakfast.
"Eggs?" I asked them.
"Scrambled." They both said.
"Scrambled it is." I walked over to the fridge.
"So how does it look?"
"Huh? OH! It's pretty good, if I do say so myself."
"Cool. Jake, get him something to drink."
Damn, this is awkward.
Jake fetched him some O.J. and they went to go put the DVD in. He had a DVD, then all of the footage compiled onto one DVD.
I brought out three plates of eggs.
One for Dave. One for Jake. One for myself.
We ate and watched our little movie.
"Dave, you're a genius." It was true. He was.
"Awe, thanks. Shucks." I laughed at him.
The credits rolled.
I was on there as Damsel in Distress: LEXIE WILDE
Jake was The Nimrod Son JAKE WINTERS
And then so on and so forth with the rest of the cast and of course our genius camera man and editor, Dave!
Then the time that I dreaded came.
The time Dave left.
The time when I had to talk to Jake...
About the best sex I've ever had.