CAROLINA 2019

DAY FIVE

This wasn't Jacob's first time with Chester, and he had no problem admitting it. The way he saw it, he got what he had wanted, he thought as he watched Chester try to muster up the strength to go back upstairs. It was somewhat painful to watch, he looked utterly pathetic as he struggled through his newfound soreness.

The soreness that Jacob had inflicted, and didn't feel bad for causing.

Anyone else would've felt pity at the sight, but there was an ungodly amount of alcohol in Jacob's system to blunt the feelings. Even if there wasn't though, he doubted he would care.

This much alcohol really could kill another man, Jacob thought to himself, glancing over at Everett, who was still out cold. The guy couldn't hold his beer very well, but Jacob just felt horny, if anything.

And triumphant. Jacob felt really, really triumphant in that moment.

Ever since Jacob was younger, he had liked Chester. At first, he thought it was a brotherly love, but as he grew older, it turned into something more. He wanted more, and he was going to get more.

After all, that was what he was taught from a young age. He grew up in a family that he would describe as valuing an intense masculinity, one that was assertive, controlling, bordering on sexually charged.

Some would call that environment toxic, but Jacob embraced it. This was all he knew, all he was taught, and he didn't see any issue with it. In fact, this was something that became a large part of his personality as he grew. He didn't see the problem with that, since the other men in his life, the ones he looked up to, were like this and had encountered no issues in their lives.

But before Jacob realized he had fallen for Chester, there was Danielle, the first love Jacob had that he pursued, the one who set the blueprint for how he would love for the rest of his life.

Jacob was in eighth grade, and Danielle was in seventh grade when she caught his eye for the first time. The two were in the same gym class, and it was like love at first sight. Well, not quite, as Jacob didn't start to fall until March, but it was the first time he really noticed her, at least. And she was absolutely gorgeous. Long, curly blonde hair, deep blue eyes hidden behind little red glasses, smooth pale skin, slight curves to her body, she was perfect in every way.

During every class it was nearly impossible for Jacob to keep his eyes off of her. Even out of class, he wanted to be near her, and so he did what he thought was reasonable and changed his routes to class to get more glimpses of her. He knew girls did it all the time with their dreamy little boy crushes, so what was the harm in him doing the same?

In May, Jacob decided to stop lurking in the shadows and made his first advances during their shared lunch period.. He loved Danielle, and he decided it was time to let her know. However, she was not interested, dismissing his every advance, no matter how heartfelt.

Most would probably feel heartbroken at this, but Jacob just felt infuriated. As far as he was concerned, Danielle was his, and he would have his way. It's like his father, and his father before him, and his father before him, and so forth had taught the Arnsfield lineage: if they would not bend to your will, you would make them bend to your will.

And that is what he did. He kept pursuing her, keeping his eyes on her when they were together, following her for an extra glimpse whenever he could. So what if he did that? It's not like it was getting her attention. And so what if he ran up to her and her friends a couple of times on the school track and grabbed at her to get her attention? That actually seemed to get her attention. If it worked, why change it?

Except, of course, Danielle took offense at this gesture, and her and her friends stopped walking the track at lunch. They instead chose to stay at the small set of bleachers beside the school's soccer field, spending their recess time gossiping in the shade.