Sanity Siphoned

Ch10: Truths Confessed

Chapter 10

Julienne lay curled up on Michael's side unsure what happened next. Was she supposed to say something, thank him for the great sex? He didn't seem to be expecting anything so she shrugged and laid there comfortably. As the fog of sexual contentment began to fade she remembered they were in her bedroom where her mom could be back any minute. "We have to get dressed."

"Yeah." He didn't sound pleased.

She was the first out of the bed and put her shirt back on in record speed. They had done some very intimate things together and she couldn't look at him just yet. They had sex, he took her virginity, it was just too much to try and wrap her mind around.

Out of the corner of her eye she watched as he got out of the bed and gathered his clothes. He wasn't as shy as she was and didn't let his nudity make him move any faster. Of course he wasn't shy, she had seen him naked and all that naked skin touched her. She was the idiot going backwards and trying not to look and didn't want him looking. On that note she went in search for some pants.

She was digging around her dresser when he came up behind her and wrapped his arms loosely around her waist. "You know this wasn't the only time we're going to do this right?" he slapped her on the butt. "Stop being embarrassed."

The fact he noticed she felt out of her skin only made her that much more awkward. She closed her eyes tight and tried to relax her breathing before she ended up stuttering and making a bigger fool out of herself. "How can you be so sure?"

"About what?" he finished zipping his jeans shut and ignored the shirt after choosing to walk back over to her. "About us doing this again?" he grinned while resting his hands on the dresser behind her, trapping her between the piece of furniture and his body. "Oh I know."

His cockiness did nothing but help her remember why this was all a mistake. She pushed him back and walked to the other side of the room.

"What, it wasn't good?" his high horse started to shake as his ego braced its self for a blow.

Julienne crossed her arms and shrugged. It was nice to see him sweat for once.

His blue eyes focused on her face to help make up his mind. "Yeah, you liked it."

Julienne scoffed. "I'm not telling." It wasn't exactly a 'no' and only helped inflate his ego to bigger portions.

A mischievous glint worked its way across his eyes. "You know there are ways of telling without having to say a word." He was in front of her again. "Oh I don't think so babe." He caught her around the waist before she could try to go get dressed again. Effortlessly he carried her back to the bed and pinned her down with his weight. "Hi." Their faces were mere inches from each other.

Memories of their time together flashed through her mind and left her hot all over. She couldn't find any words to say now; instead she was highly curious about what he was doing.

"I'm not letting you up until you admit you like being with me." Michael informed her, her response was to roll her eyes. "Hey I don't care if we ever leave this spot." With her legs pinned with his, he used his hand to inch her shirt up to her stomach. He closed the small space between their mouths with a kiss while he slipped his hand inside her panties. She gasped at his boldness and the sensation it sent through her body. He worked his fingers against and inside her until she was a withering mess beneath him from the orgasm he caused sometime later.

Free from his hand, Julienne turned over on her side and buried her face inside the pillow waiting for her body to calm down.

"See?" Michael whispered against her ear. "Admitting it without saying a word. We should talk like this more often." He had the power to get under her skin and wasn't shy about using it to his advantage.

Unable to move much Julienne threw her hand back and punched him on the shoulder. He laughed and she was pretty sure she hated him. She climbed out of the bed and grabbed the first thing she could from her closet before running into the bathroom where she could lock the door. She couldn't afford to let Michael grab her again.

They were seated in the living room, on opposite ends of the couch, watching TV when their moms finally came back from lunch.

"Oh good you're out of your room." Julienne's mother commented with a pleased smile. "I brought you some sandwiches for lunch."

~*~

Michael's mother had always been chatty and didn't miss a chance to ask questions on their drive back home. "Did you and Julienne have fun while we were out?" she wanted to know.

Impure replies swam around his head again. "Oh yeah." He bit his tongue and stared at the window. His mom was very in tune to her children and he knew if she looked at him too long he'd be confessing all his sins. The list was very long.

"You have your father's ability to make every thing sound dirty." She said around a sigh. "I don't want you messing around with Julienne and breaking her heart."

"You sound like Shane, why does everyone think I'll break her heart? Maybe she's breaking mine." He froze as the words left his mouth, where the hell had they come from?

"So you do like her as more then a friend." it wasn't a question and Michael knew he was busted. "I have to say I'm surprised in a good way. She's not like the other girls you have around."

Michael sank down in his seat. "Exactly, what am I going to do?" he had reached the point of desperation if he was asking his mother for advice.

"You have to decide what is more important; what your friends think or what you think? And whatever you decide just remember Julienne doesn't deserve being a pawn in whatever stupid games that happen in high school these days. She's had a lot to deal with already."

A wave of guilt slammed into him, his mother would be hugely disappointed if she knew all the hells he put Julienne through. He wished he had known about the Julienne's accident before. He probably wouldn't have been so hard on her. He always thought she was one of those depressed girls that fed into the emotion because they had zero social skills and it was easier to mope then make an effort.

He couldn't change the past so there was no reason to dwell on it too long. It was the future he needed to figure out and he had no idea what the heck he wanted where Julienne was concerned.