Room On Fire

Room On Fire Chapter 3

Eden

I knew what was going to happen when Duncan comes over. It happens every time. They both either go out or stay in and lock themselves in Abby's room until the next morning. She only started to lock the door after the day I walked in.

The room was filled with sweet smelling smoke and all I saw of them was a tangled web of naked limbs and my sisters blue-black hair. I never bothered to walk in again.

I picked up my cell phone I left on my nightstand and saw I had three missed calls; all from Christofer. I slowly hit the redial button and he answered on the first ring.

"Hello baby." he said in the sweetest voice he could manage. His thick Russian accent made my skin tingle in unlikely places.

"Hi Chris" I said back, grabbing my small leather purse hanging on the back of my door. I grabbed my red lipstick and applied it quickly before tucking it in the front pocket.

"I need you now." he whispered. "Come over." 

I agreed to leave as soon as I could and he sounded satisfied enough. "Hurry" With that, he hung up.

My headphones were now pressed into my ears and a couple condoms and my phone were hidden in the front pocket of my purse. I pressed play and Circa Survive drifted into my ears.

I heard someone knock on the front door, which I assumed was Duncan. I took that as my cue to leave. Abigail was standing at the door with Duncan pressed against her. 

"I'll be back in a few hours okay?" I muttered as I escaped into the summer heat. Abby yelled after me to call her and I told her I would. Soon enough I cut across my neighbor’s yard and was on the direct path to Christofer's house.

He was waiting on his front steps, as soon as I reached him he pulled me into a kiss. It started out sweet but then his tongue invaded my mouth and his hands began to roam. I knew better than to resist him.

Duncan

   Seeing her angelic face blurred by the stained glass made my pulse quicken and as soon as she opened the door I pulled her into me. Her delicate hands gripped my shoulders as I kissed her like I hadn’t in too long; which was partially true.  Within the last twenty four hours we fought and this was the making up portion.

   Once she pulled away to breathe I ran my fingers down her rosy red cheeks, “I’m sorry” I whispered. She just smiled up at me and slowly kissed me again. Her lips were chapped but I didn’t care. Her tongue tasted like wet tears and cigarettes, my favourite. I gently pushed her against the wall beside the door and continued to kiss her and hold her tight. I knew I wouldn’t be letting go for a long while.

   I heard footsteps behind me, but I didn’t stop. They got closer and closer and then I shifted my eyes to the door. Abigail’s little sister Eden was leaving.

   "I'll be back in a few hours okay?" She said quietly.

Abby pulled back for a spilt second, “Call me okay?” Then Eden shut the door and we continued where we left off.

   Her fingers slipped down the length of my spine and rested on my lower back. I bit her bottom lip gently exactly how she liked. Reluctantly she pulled away and slipped her hand into mine. She tugged me towards the stairs that led to her room and I eagerly followed.

   “Abby” I breathed, quickly turning the chrome knob of her bedroom door and kicking it open. She slipped past me and jumped onto her bed, grabbing me by the hips and pulling me down onto her. I hastily pressed my lips to hers, and then trailed down her agile jaw the straight to the hollow of her neck. Her nails dug into my sides urging me to go on, so I did.

Abigail

   His lips felt at home on my skin, as he carefully stripped away my clothing. I took the extra effort while getting dressed to wear as little and as loose clothing as possible. He noticed and thanked me in advance, unbuttoning my grey, denim cut-offs.

   “Should we be doing this? You know…” he paused, his thumbs tucked underneath the waistband of my lace underwear. I bit my lip and rested my hands on his. “Abigail, I’m serious. You know I want to be a good…”

   I hushed him, “Duncan just shut up and take my pants off.”

He quickly obliged and slipped the sleek fabric down my legs. I unclasped my bra and threw it on the floor behind me, pulling his lips back on mine. His tongue explored every inch as I knotted my fingers in his dark hair.

"Duncan" I whispered into his neck, "I really am sorry."

He bit my sharp collarbones, shocking me into silence once again.