Cyber Love (BEN Drowned Love Story)

Chapter 38

I felt a warmth grow in my cheeks. I'm sure they were red.
I pushed him off of my body and stared at his features. He acted like it was completely cool.
Well he's wasted so..
I grabbed his arm and gently tugged him home.
I laid him on my couch and placed the mask on his face.
"Go to sleep, Jeff." I whispered,
(Get the irony? -troll face-) ,
walking up to my bedroom and laid In bed. In deep thought.
Ben would surely kill me..
Maybe I could just not speak of it?
Yeah. He was drunk anyway..
I guess that kiss snapped me back to sober.
I waited until I saw the drowsy body of Ben, tripping over the feet as he did this, walking over to me.
"Hey Jen." He whispered, climbing on top of me.
A fake smile plastered along my lips.
I saw a grin on his.
Oh I was an idiot. I just realized what was happening here.
He kissed me softly, and I tasted the horrible taste of weed.
I just dealt with it, kissing back and rolling with the pleasurable love making that awaits me.
And so it did.
I'm not going to explain it only because I guess the innocent little eight year old Jenevee is telling me its disgusting.. Then the Nerdy side is saying its just life.
Then the Dirty side is saying that fuck it it feels amazing..
So confusing sometimes.
I turned and smiled, remembering the night before.
Then my thoughts came to the kiss.
I blocked them out and stood up drowsily.
I limped down the steps, fighting the massive hangover.
Somehow I was in a silky see-ish-through night dress.
I walked to the couch and saw the silhouette of the man before.
"Jeff." I shouted, causing him to jump up and yank off his mask.
"What?" He hissed.
Obviously not a morning person. I decided to act like every thing was just fine. "Want some breakfast?" I shot a smile.
He nodded.
I trudged to the stove and started cooking.
I suddenly felt strong hands around me.
"Bennnn" I giggled.
"Quit!" I laughed and twisted around to see Jeff grinning more than his eternal smile showed.
"Jeff!" I screamed, realizing I had burnt my hand to a crisp.
The hell? How did I not notice it?
I held my hand in pain and shot a glare at him. "What the fuck Jeff?" I snapped, wrapping my hand up in a cloth.
Ill just have to rub some ointment onto it later.
I finished breakfast one- handed and served all the men I was living with now.
Well, I'm guessing Jeff moved in..
I sat between both of the boys I've grown to love and wrapped my arms around them smugly.
This must look like a sitcom from the 80's...
(SO A LOT OF BROS?!
Good. I was hoping...
Because its fuckin Pewdiepie!)