I woke up alone covered in a quilt shrouded in light from my window, groaning as I rolled around in bed. I didn't feel like getting up today and for some reason when my hand splayed over through the sheets I felt a sadness fill me only to be snuffed out with contempt. I stayed in bed for another few minutes before trudging into the bathroom sighing, my toothbrush made me wanna gag as I brushed my teeth and my tongue. I spent a second tying my hair up with a simple hair tie as I watched myself in the mirror, my eyes bright from freshly waking up and my face pale like it always was once awoken from a deep sleep, funny how skin tone doesn't matter when it comes to waking up.
Walking into my bedroom with a sense of deja vu, there was a note on my dresser signed by Marko reading it I smiled as I realized my radio was still on softly playing Fleetwood Mac, I swayed wandering around the room with the note in my hand as I did a few things before placing it on my mirror with a heart magnet. "I shall see you there." After getting dressed I ran downstairs in a good mood, I saw Sam giving him a soft smile as I sat down with a banana. "I got a night job for a few days so I won't be able to watch you Sammy," Michael had walked in wearing sunglasses again, only just getting home. "That's fine, Rune's been watching me anyway." He just looked at him before flicking his eyes at me annoyed but remorseful, I hadn't talked to him since he hit me the other morning, technically yesterday at the boardwalk and I didn't feel like talking to him at all anytime soon.
I went back to my room after a little while to read a book or two, ending up with a strike of inspiration for a painting. I spent the rest of the day painting a decent sized mural of Nanook, his fur took the most time of course while his eyes took the least. I was debating making him neon pink or maybe green.
I had come downstairs to be greeted with the smell of spaghetti, I met Max along the way introducing myself to him with a smile before leading him to the kitchen to see my mother, letting them talk a bit till the sound of the front door took me from watching them, "Total grindage mom, looks delicious, I'll see you later though, it was lovely to meet you Max," I gave her a hug really quick before shaking Max's hand and walking towards the dining room doors to leave. "Wait, you're not staying?" I turned to shake my head with an apologetic face, "I've got a date, sorry mom, I'll see you later though if that's okay." She nodded, waving me off as I turned around coming face to face with the Frog brothers and my brother Sam, "Mom these are my dinner guests." I walked around them completely ignoring Alan's heated Glare against my face as I went back upstairs to change rather quickly. I had come downstairs in a small rush wearing my favorite clothes, I ended up switching to some shorts and a different shirt. "Bye mom, Max, it was lovely meeting you." I stopped in the dining room to bid goodbye before setting off once again ignoring Alan's pleading eyes and Sam's curious look.
I didn't really have a date but it gave me an excuse to leave. When I arrived at the boardwalk I went straight for a corndog. I realised I didn't really have much to do after I left the vendors area, I just ended up wandering around eating my food, I was kind of hoping that I might see Marko again. If I did I could show him the patch, I was wearing a completely mesh turtleneck style shirt that cut off under my chest and the only thing that was actually protecting my modesty was the jacket that wrapped around my chest even if it wasn't zipped up, it was a felt jacket too so I had to sew the patch to my back pocket of my high waisted shorts since I couldn't put it on my other clothing pieces. I have great confidence that I wouldn't flash anyone.
I walked around a little till I looked over hearing some commotion, it was Marko and the other three boys they were on the carousel fighting with the surf nazis until a cop pulled up wrapping his baton around David. I sat there watching as the boys hop off the giant children's ride, my attention brought away by my name being called behind me, "Rune! Hey ugh it's Rune right," I nodded at the strange guy, confused, "I'm Bryan I was in your english class before you skipped junior year."
I raised my eyebrows with an awkward smile. "Yeah I remember, your sister's name is Clair right?" I watched him nod at me while he scratched his head, "Yeah you graduated with her last month, I uh I was, I always kind of had a crush..."
"Hey babe, who's this," Dwayne had shown up next to me as Marko threw his arms around my shoulders, his face coming to rest against my head giving a soft kiss to the crown of my head, "Oh, hi Marko, Dwayne, this is Bryan. Bryan, this is Marko and Dwayne." He lost his smile when the boys appeared, even looking annoyed at Marko touching me, "Sorry, what were you saying Bryan?" He shook his head before excusing himself, walking away quickly leaving me confused, "Oh uh okay, bye..." I grabbed Mako's arms leaning back against him as I looked towards Dwayne, "He needs to stay away from you," I gave him a confused face as Marko rubbed my side, "What? Why?" I was confused, "You're ours babe." They were jealous. When I realized that I pulled away from him whirling around to look at him.
I smiled sickly sweet, "Oh, I wasn't aware, usually people make it known," I twirled walking away with my hips swaying, he noticed the patch on my ass as he growled, "I did mark you though, got my stamp on that pretty little ass babe." He wrapped back around me as he smacked my ass right on the patch, "He's right sweetheart you're ours now, no one else to save you either." I faked a terrified gasp as Dwayne appeared in front of us, "Oh no, I hope I don't fall for my captors, oh please don't seduce me," I licked my lips giggling at them before touching the underside of Dwayne's chin, "Or we could always switch positions, I feel like taking a ride wanna help me complete my fantasy doll face?" He grabbed my wrist tightly before kissing the back of my hand, "Don't tease him babe, Dwayne has less restraint than even I."
I licked my lips leaning back into Markos arms biting at his neck a bit, "Oh well, I guess I'll have to find someone else to play with me," I heard them growl at my words before I licked his neck, "Or maybe I'll go play with myself." I walked off away from them as I noticed Paul and David coming towards us, Paul had jogged up instantly grabbing me to twirl me around with him for a second. When my feet touched the ground again I looked at his face, "You've got something on your face Paul," He looked confused until I reached up to rub the red drops off his cheek, "ketchup or blood by the looks of it." His hand clasped onto mine quickly, his mouth taking my finger onto his tongue sucking the red smudge off my finger, I moaned softly, an open mouthed noise surprising myself that I involuntarily made a noise like that for him, noticing that they were all watching me now I felt an overwhelming emotion. Twisting away with embarrassment clear on my face I walked away whispering to myself, "Nope, nope that did not just happen." I could hear them chuckling behind me as they followed me.
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Leather & Chains 1987
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