Locked Up

Chapter 27

Locked Up – Chapter Twenty-seven

Tim Macer

"I don't even get why you're laughing. It's not funny at all. He can barely even hold anything!" Lily's little sister, Ally, complained. Lily hid her face behind her aqua binder, her shoulders shaking with laughter. I tried not to laugh out loud, but the image of Brad lying in a hospital bed with a boner he couldn't do anything about wasn't really helping.

"Why.. oh my, why did he get a boner in the first place?" Lily asked, lowering her binder. I looked down and tried to focus on the functions I'd written on the papers sprawled out on the bed in front of me.

"I don't know. It's not a weird thing for a guy to get a boner. But of course, prudes like you wouldn't know that," Ally snapped at Lily, folding her arms. "The most exciting thing you've done is getting a guy to repeat the word 'sex' for a few times while he's lying on top of you. I'm impressed, sis."

I could feel my cheeks growing hot as I realized what she meant, suddenly feeling extremely embarrassed. I was now blushing like crazy and had to hang my head low to hide it.

"Shut up, you don't know shit," Lily bit back.

Ally raised her eyebrows. "And what exactly are you trying to say? That you've been fucking multiple guys without mom or dad knowing? Or that you and Tim have secretly been going at it at school? That'd be the most interesting affair ever. Two of school's most innocent people that are not that innocent after all."

"Didn't I just tell you to shut up? And we're trying to finish this project. Thanks for informing us about Brad and his boner. Can you leave now?"

Ally scoffed in response. "Fine. I gotta get going anyway, I'm going to a party with Chloe."

"Don't get too wasted, mom will kill you," Lily warned her, focusing on whatever she had written instead of looking up at Ally who already made it to the doorway.

"I don't give a shit," she spat, stomping out of the room and slamming the door shut behind her on her way out. Lily sighed, throwing her binder onto the desk.

"That's how it always goes. She's such a bitch. I didn't insult her, yet she insulted me, claiming I'm a prude and all." I looked up from my work and gave her an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry."

Lily waved me off. "Don't apologize, it's not like you can do something about it. Or on second thought, you can help me by punching her square in the face to shut her up."

I started laughing. "I can't hit a girl! My mom taught me better."

Lily snorted. "I'm sure she taught you other things as well, but she didn't do a really good job there now, did she? Just go over to her room and do it for me. Please?"

I rolled my eyes at her. "Why do we always end up talking about sex?"

"I don't know, maybe because I'm thinking about it all the time," she giggled cutely. "You shouldn't be saying anything about it since you just.. uhm, since you did what you did this morning."

There I was, blushing like an idiot. "Y-yeah, about that.. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done it. I was way out of line and I don't even know what I was thinking. You just.. you drive me crazy. I'm sorry. I really am. And I shouldn't have said the things I said about you and Brad. I feel so stupid. I would understand if-"

"Shut up, it's ok. I forgive you. It was a stupid argument anyway," Lily chuckled, making her way over to me. She let herself fall backwards onto the bed, lying next to me. I just sat there, admiring the way her dark hair sprawled out onto the red sheets of her bed.