Dysphoria

Chapter Ten

I had never been to Fez's house before, it wasn't in the best part of town but I didn't care. I locked the car, grabbed the food and ran up the metal stairs to the apartment.

There were metal bars on the doors and windows.

I banged my hand against the bars worried about the paper bags getting wet.

"Who is it!" Ashtray shouts angrily.

"It's me Ash, open the door I'm soaking wet out here." I'm regretting leaving this dumb cheerleading outfit on, the top had long sleeves but the bottoms were non existent.

I hear the clank of multiple locks before the door opens.

"Don't be talkin bout your pussy in front of me." The ignorant little shit said as he scowled in the doorway.

"What?!" I exclaim before seeing a Fez's hand grab Ash's head and push him out of the way.

"Don't listen to his ungrateful ass. He CLEARLY don't want Chinese food." Fez shouts behind him into the room as his step in.

It was like going back in time, all of the furniture was from a different era. Wooden paneling on the walls, gold trim, velvet texture couches, shag carpet. The place could use a vacuum and maybe a scented candle or two but for a bachelor pad it was in pretty good condition.

I put the bags of food onto the coffee table and bend over to take out the various cartons.

"Shhhhit...hold on, hold up! You can't be comin up to my crib in this." I turn to see Fez literally gawking at my cheerleading outfit.

"What do you mean?" I ask feeling self conscious.

"It ain't safe out here bruh! You too damn pretty to be out here like this. You got nothin but lil fuckin panties on." He steps closer to me softly grazing his hand along my exposed ribs making me feel butterflies in the best way.

I smile and look him up and down. He was wearing a plain white tee, his usual gold chains and an adidas jacket with some baggy grey sweatpants. "You look good too."

"Listen, you look more than fuckin good right now-

"Shit you cheerleadin' now?" Ash says throwing himself down on the seat and  devouring a crispy spring roll.

"Not by choice Ash." I sigh regretting our brief moment being interrupted...but also eager to open my box of sweet n sour chicken.

The couch moves under me when Fez sits by my side to grab some noodles. His leg against mine.

We chill out for a while together on the couch, talking about this and that. Ashtray leaves us alone after he ate 80% of the food.

Fez lights a blunt and offers it to me. I sit there and smoke beside him feeling relaxed and oddly comfortable. I pass him back the joint.

He wets his lips after smoking and puts his hand on my bare thigh.

"You cool with this?" He watches for my reaction.

"I'm one thousand percent cool with this." I smile at him, lifting my legs up to rest them across his lap. He settled his arm down across my thighs and knees and I felt myself clench.

He put the blunt down in an ashtray and turned to me. I felt like he was looking at every inch of my face and committing it to memory.

"Can I kiss you?" He asked barely above a whisper.

"Yes. Yes please-

"Yo bruh, how many females you got coming over tonight!?" Ash shouts as a door slams. We pull apart from each other immediately.