Thou shall not fall (in love with a lost boy)

The cave

As our kisses deepened, Marco rolled us over so that he was now on top of me.  I roamed his body with my hands; feeling his hard abs and pecks under his shirt. He began moving his kisses down my jaw line to my neck and back to my mouth. When he moved the kisses back down to the crook of my neck for a second time I felt a sharp pain and let out a little gasp.  Within seconds Marco’s body weight was gone and I was left lying there alone.  When I sat up and looked around he was no were to be found but David was sitting on the Rocks near the cliff's edge.

“Have you been there this whole time? Where’s Marco?” I asked

He glared at me like the first question insulted him or grossed him out and said “I’ve come to take you home.”

“Where’s Marco, David?” I asked again

“Marco’s…………on time out………..Just…….forget about it, I’m taking you home.” he answered while walking towards me.

He held out his hand to help me up and once I was on my feet he grabbed both sides of my face and pulled me toward him, so that I was looking directly into his eyes.  At first I thought he was going to kiss me but his eyes changed to that strange yellow colour like Marco’s had and he said “You look tired, You should sleep.”

“I’m not…..” I tried to answer but I suddenly felt exhausted and was struggling to keep my eyes open.

“Sleep, just sleep doll face.” he repeated. My brain began to feel like I was in a fog and I could feel all my limbs go slack before I drifted off.

When I opened my eyes I was lying on the blanket at the cliff and David was kneeling beside me; shaking my shoulder.  I sat up pretty quickly and looked around for Marco. David must have known I was looking for his brother and said  “Max needed to speak with Marco and since I knew where he took you I showed up to tell him, you were fast asleep in his arms and neither one of us wanted to disturb you so I told him I'd take you home for him.”

I sat there for a few seconds trying to figure out why his story didn’t feel quite right to me but the last thing I could remember was looking at the beautiful night sky with Marco. David held out his hand to help me up. 

The drive home was silent and he didn’t drive crazy fast like Marco.  He helped me climb off his bike and right as I was about to shut the door, he said “I’ll make sure Marco makes it up to you.”

I smiled at him and mouthed thanks.

“Good night little sister.” he said before starting his bike and driving off.

It had been a week since my date with Marco and the rest of the boys kept distracting me every time I asked about him.  Every evening one of them would show up at my house and ask me to hang out with them. They claimed they wanted to get to know me since Max and my mom were getting married in a couple of weeks and that Marco was just busy running errands for Max out of town. 

Tonight I was hanging out with Paul. He wanted to go to a concert on the beach.  He picked out my outfit which was a band t-shirt cut into a crop top,  black jean shorts, fishnet stocking and of course my black doc martens.  He also teased my hair to look kinda like his and did my make up all punk rocker like.  Soon the two of us were off to the concert.  The band was a Motley Crue cover band and they were playing on the beach right in the sand.

Paul got us some drinks and the two of us danced to the music in the crowd of people. At some point joints were passed around and I thought "Why the hell not?" I took it from Paul and took a big drag, causing me to cough. After a few more drinks and drags from the joint I began to forget all about Marco and let loose. Paul was dancing with a couple of girls and one of them began dancing with me. She ran her hands up and down my body and grinded up against me. Soon I somehow was being grinded against by the two girls and Paul.