Locker 142

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(Santiago)

I closed the tabs on my phone. I went into the living room again: Jake was there, sound asleep.

He looked so cute like this, sleeping. I sat down next to him. I pushed his brown locks to the side to see his face more clearly. He was in a deep sleep, most likely because of the medicine I gave him.

I grabbed a blanket and threw it over him. He might not remember what all he said to me, but I hope he remembers what I told him.

I sat down on the floor and leaned back on the couch. If anything goes wrong, I'll be there.

***

(Jake)

Morning came and I rose. The couch felt almost like a bed. It was so soft and there was a blanket on top of me. I looked down and saw Santiago's there, snoozing next to me.

I thought it was sweet of him to be with me the entire night.

I didn't want to wake him, so I just laid there. I looked at his messy hair, he didn't comb it out, now it's in scribbles.

His jet black hair made something in me want to burst. I curled my fingers in his hair. I couldn't help myself.

He finally woke up. I found this out when he said, "Morning," he yawned, "Did you sleep well, baby?"

"Yes I did." I said while still twisting parts of his hair.

"That's good," he smiles, "You hungry?"

I was hungry and yeah, I did want something to eat.

"Yeah. That would be nice." I replied.

He gets up and looks down at me, "What should we be eating?"

"I'm not sure." I said.

"I have a pretty strong taste for something right now." He said with a mischievous grin.

He climbs on top of me and gets closer to my face, "I think you know what I have a taste for."

He kisses me. It lasted for a couple minutes, but they felt like seconds. As soon as he pulled away, he had me begging for more.

He leans back and pulls me onto himself, "You have so much control over me."

He grabbed at my hips and made out with me some more. I felt heat in my asshole. While I was distracted by him making out with me, he slipped himself in...

It felt warm. I loved the feeling. I could never get enough. "I wanted you to ride."he said.

I want nothing more than him at the moment, he made me feel so good. "Don't be shy," he said calmly, "I'll be your horse."

He pulled me onto his rod and he sinks in deeper. The sound of flesh slapping together excites me. Especially mine and his.

I let out a whimper from my mouth. He smiles, visibly turned on by this, "Give it to me."

We hear the front door click. I hear the high-heels of a girl walk inside the house. She gasps loudly, "What the hell?!"

I listened to her closely and I recognized who it was, Karana. She invited herself into his house and caught us fucking on the couch.

Karana was in shock and she covered her gaping mouth with her hands. The sight of her made my blood boil.

"Karana, get out!" Santiago yelled, "This is a very intimate moment. Santiago's voice quivered, as he moaned in between thrusts.

She ran out of the house and slammed the door. The force was so much, it was almost enough to break the door.

(Santiago)

I got up and fixed my clothes. I walk over to the door. I go outside and close the door behind me. Karana was sitting on the porch, weeping. "Get up." I said.

She stood up and looked at me with hurt in her eyes. It didn't make me feel any different. I don't love her. I'm not attracted to her.

"You were going at it with Jake Jeau." She huffed.

"Yes, I was," I told her, "Does it matter?"

She wiped the mascara that was running from her eyelids. "You stood me up, last night," she said, "We're supposed to be together."

"Well, we aren't," I said, "It's time for you to let me go, cause I don't like you."

She gave me a good slap on the face, before she stormed of to her car. She was about to break. She left before I could watch her do so.

I stepped back in my house. Jake was standing next to the door. "I couldn't help, but overhear."he said.

I hug him, "I'm sorry you had to hear that."

(Malone)

I was in the closet for I don't know how long. It felt like hours. No one came for me.

Is this how I die? Everyone left school for the weekend and I'm all by myself. Im gonna starve to death. My stupid self.

I heard the door open. I thought it was someone coming to get me, but I was wrong.

Santiago was standing there with a grin on his face, "Rise and shine!"

"Let me out!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

"Relax." He said, "Since your lover boy never came to save you yet, I'm going to do something that'll make him come quicker."

He stepped closer to me. He kneeled down and grabbed my wrist, "Such pretty fingers you have." He chuckles as he continued, "I wonder how lover boy would feel if they were broken."

With that, he grabbed my index finger with two of his and bent it backwards. I screamed in pain. I felt the bone snap and everything. It hurt like hell.

He pulled on my middle finger and broke that one, too. It hurt so much. No matter how much I screamed, he didn't stop. He holds my wrist with both of his hands and snaps it. He let go and my wrist looked unnaturally bent.

"Let me out!" I yelled one last time.

He picked up his phone that was sitting in the corner the entire time. It recorded our bone-breaking session. He left with a slam and he was gone, leaving me alone again.