Misconstructed

Eighteen

We made our way up to the bedroom slowly but surely, taking our clothes off one step at a time. By the time we got to the bed, there was barely anything left on us. Between the kissing and our clothes, there was no time to think about anything else, like her boyfriend. I had no idea what time he'd be getting home, but if she wasn't worried about it, why should I be?

As she lays on me, I go over every little aspect of what happened, like when she went down on me. When I inserted myself in her. When I told her how much of a good girl she was for me. All the little things that led up to now, every single one of them has helped me, and now I get to gloat in Rex's face when I see him again. That was, until I remembered our fight. Instinctively, I touch my nose, feeling the physical pain my brother has inflicted upon me just as much as emotional.

Janice is lying peacefully on me, my arm around her as she's in my armpit. Her arm lays upon my chest, my freehand behind my head. "Stop it."

"Stop what?" I question.

"Stop dwelling on whatever it is," Her voice is calm, but I can tell her eyes are closed. She's right. I can't stop thinking about Rex. Has the party already started?

"I need to get out of here."

"And do what?"

"I need to find my brother."

"For the fight you two had?"

"Exactly, what time does your boyfriend get home again?" I try reminding her, it seems as if she's forgotten.

"Don't tell me about my boyfriend." She snaps, daggers shooting from her eyes. She eases back up and sits up, watching me get ready. "Saxton." Her voice is stern, but I pay no mind to it, I just put on my socks after my jeans. "Saxton." She says again, this time louder.

"What?" I ask her, annoyed.

"This can not happen again," I roll my eyes. She doesn't see me do so, otherwise I wouldn't have done it. "Do you hear me?"

"Yeah, I hear you."

"Well?"

"Well what? There's nothing to comment. I respect your wishes but don't think I'm not annoyed."

"Why would you be annoyed?" She's defensive now, sitting up on the bed with the blanket as a shield for her perfect body.

"Because you're not letting this be what it is," I finally turn to her.

"And what's that?"

I slowly, yet gently grab her face. "Perfect." I tell her, and then kiss her, letting her know just how much I lust after her. Snatching away the towel, her body lays bare in front of me. Grabbing hold of her breast, she moans for me. Her nipples are already hard again, as am I. I could stay here all night, but I know I need to smooth this out with my brother. Letting her go, I tell her, "I have to go."

Her face drops, letting me know that she's displeased with my sudden disappearance. "Would you like to come over this weekend?"

"What about your boyfriend?" I ask her as I stand in the doorway of the dimly lit room.

"I can make up an excuse," She shrugs . It doesn't get past me that she's not reaching for the covers. She's just that comfortable in her own body I guess, which is more than I can say for half the girls I've hooked up with.

I chuckle under my breath and nod my head. Sticking out my lower lip, I look at her one last time tonight. Rubbing the back of my neck, I say, "I need to get going," She nods her head and I head down the stairs to the front door.

Speed Walking my way back to Trevors, I can already hear the music playing from here. People are on the lawn, hanging out of windows, no doubt someone's going to get themselves killed. I walk in through the front door, I see that it's overpacked from the inside, which I now see why people are outside. "Dude!" Trevor calls out for me.

"Hey, where's Rex?" I have to scream in his ear for him to actually hear me.

"Where have you been?" He's screaming in my ear as well.

"Don't worry, where's Rex?" He gives me a knowing smile but I just ignore it. "Forget it, I'll look for him myself." And with that, I start about the first floor to look for my brother. He's not in the living room with Dustin and he's not in the kitchen by the punch bowl with Allen and Roy. My next guess is that he's upstairs or something.

The first door I open is unlocked but as I open it, I get a full frontal view of Maddie on top of Danny. "Hey!" She yells, although I can't hear her over the music. I don't shut the door right away as I hate the view, but I decide to be petty.

I shrug my shoulders and say, "It's nothing I haven't seen before." As she covers herself. Danny, I can see how his head crooked with a shit eating smile on his face. I ought to knock him out right now. But I don't. Instead, I stay there as someone quickly shuts the door behind me.

"What the hell are you doing? Haven't you heard of privacy?" Rex asks me with an annoyed look on his face. He's one to talk. I can tell that he's still not over before, but neither am I. We owe each other an apology.

"Listen," I come in close to his ear.

"Come back to take another hit?" He asks me, spit hitting my face.

"Just listen," I wipe the spit from my face. "I'm sorry I hit you, I was just upset over Sam."

"I get that," he puts his hands on my shoulders. "But you have to let her go." Hearing those words sends pressure through my head and around my shoulders. This isn't how I pictured our apologies to go.

"Excuse me?" I ask him, slapping his hands away from me.

"You have to let her go, it's hard but you can do it," I shove him back a little bit, nothing hard but enough to get his attention.

Shoving me back just as hard, I lay into him, "What the hell, man? I thought you had my back."

"I do have your back," He tries telling me.

"No, you don't. You're on your own side and it's starting to piss me off."

"Well I'm sorry you see it that way," he shrugs his shoulders. "But you had to know that you can't get every girl, right?" But why doesn't the one girl I want, want me? His excuse is bullshit. It makes me want to get into a fight with him again but instead I just shove him back and leave the upstairs. I need some punch.