My door opened slowly and a face peeked through. Readjusting myself I see Cecily’s face and the look of pure fright across it.
“Haven’t you ever heard of knocking?” I asked her.
“Sorry,” she said opening up the door all the way.
“Are you here for a reason?” I propped myself up so I could see her better.
“Ugh no, never mind,” she stuttered
“You’re scared aren’t you?” I was slightly amused that a girl her age was scared shitless of storms, but I patted the spot next to me. She came over and sat next to me.
“Kind of I hate thunderstorms,” she said biting her lip, I smiled and laid back down facing the opposite direction.
“I know I used to hate them when I was little,” I said and she looked over at me surprised.
“Really?”
“Yup, there are things I’m afraid of you know,” I said glancing over at her.
“Well you act all tough, you could have fooled me,” she said crossing her arms, I laughed gently and tugged at her hand. She blushed but laughed trying to hide the desire she had. At that moment I truly looked her over. Her curly hair was a mess but just added to her sex appeal. And the way her eyes were shaped like almonds and her lips, the way they curved were driving me wild. I shifted my gaze from that to her body. She wore a lace set which revealed everything. Her shape was amazing and skin silky soft I was tempted to touch her face but that would be stupid, she’s way too innocent for any of this.
“Just go to sleep,” I said turning to face the opposite direction of her.
“I can’t sleep in here,” She stuttered, I could tell she was nervous.
“Yeah, you can or you’re never going to get any sleep now lay down and shut up.” I said trying to sooth her in the best way I knew how. I closed my eyes pretending to sleep but I couldn’t, it was almost like a siren had crept into my bed and was calling to me. I opened my eyes to a light snore and turned over to face Cecily. She looked so peaceful and almost beautiful. I kissed her head and watched her sleep until I felt myself begin to drag and slip in to the dark abyss of sleep.
I woke to the sound of hushed voices in a panic. The buzzing of it drove me insane and I almost went to swat the person who spoke like a fly.
“Can you guys go, I’m trying to sleep,” I interjected nuzzling my head into something softer than pillows. It smelled like vanilla and roses. I felt something move under me, almost forgetting Cecily was in my bed.
“Sorry master it’s time for you and Cecily to get up.” Cecily moved from under me, pulling off the covers as she stood up and a gasps let out from everyone in the room, I sat up and rubbed my eyes trying to see the big deal. Cecily looked down at her see-through gown and black lace underwear and screamed and wrapped her arms around her body.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry, I am so irresponsible and I promise this will never happen again!” She said freaking out . I shook my head and stood up.
“Here you guys go making a big deal out of nothing, now she’s feeling all awkward and insecure. Cecily it’s fine just go put on some clothes and could the rest of you get out of my room? Thanks,” I said and pushed everyone out. Cecily is so different from the girls I’ve dated before and I like that but the fact of the matter is no matter what I can’t like her, never in that way.
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Beneath the Dark
Teen FictionCecily Winston is a 16 year old student who is very active in school and is dedicated to everything that she does. She always seems to have a positive attitude and there's not many people who could honestly say they don't like her. On the first da...