What Hurts the Most

Chapter Six

     The next couple weeks went by in somewhat of a blur. By that I mean I can't really remember them. Getting high with Austin became an almost daily thing. I didn't like the idea of it at first, but it helped with everything going on. I haven't seen or answered any of my dad's calls, but Austin said it was for the best. "He just wants to show you his skank of the week. Don't answer, I haven't talked to my dad in years and I'm fine." I showed him the picture on Facebook.

     I haven't been sleeping very well, and I assume its just from being away from Austin. The last night I had a good nights sleep, was that Sunday night before the first time we went to the house in the woods. I just stay up and text Austin and do other random things when the insomnia kicks in.

     "Hey Sage." Austin says when I walk up to him in the morning, waiting for the bell to ring so we can get to first period. I wrap my arms around him and he pushes me up against the wall, and starts kissing me. HIs lips are rough, and I can tell he's angry.

     I pull away. "What's wrong?"

     "Nothing." Okay, now something is really up if he won't even tell me. I put my face right in front of his, our lips barely brushing. I give him my best puppy-dog eyes.

     "You can tell me." He just pulls away, and stares at the ground. Damn, that didn't work. What was wrong?

     "Okay, I feel like one of those people who's so fucking miserable, that I can't be around normal people; like I'll infect the happy people. But when I'm around you, I'm not. Your turn." He starts to walk away, because the bell rang. I grab his wrist and pull him back to me. "Hey! I tell you something, you tell me something. Remember?"

     He just looks at me. "You wanna know whats wrong?" I nod. What, was I speaking Japanese? "My bastard father come over last night. First time in almost 15 years. And what do you think he wants? Partial custody. Partial fucking custody." He doesn't look at my reaction, he just walks away. I don't bother following him, there isn't much I can do to help. Instead, I just walk to first period alone, the first time in two weeks.

     Bailey walks up to me. "Hey, where is Austin? You too break up already?"

     Austin's bad mood rubs off on me. "Fuck off Bailey." I push past her and go to the back seat. She stands in shock, but then takes her seat. I started feeling nauseous. I haven't been with him in a couple days, and this is how he acts? Its making me sick, him in a bad mood. He has a right though.

     "Sage." Mr. Mangus says.

     "Here." I call, pulled from my thoughts. 

     "I'm not calling attendance, I mean come up here." Everyone laughs.

     "Oh." I whisper. I take the walk of shame up to his desk.

     "Sage, you haven't turned in any homework in the last two weeks. Your test scores are also unusually low. Is everything okay?"

     "Yeah, I've just been busy. You know, other homework." Lie.

     "Weird, I talked to the other teachers and you haven't turned in anything there, either." Shit caught. "Is there anything you want to tell me?" Mr. Mangus is my favorite teacher, and I'm pretty sure I'm his favorite student. Otherwise, he wouldn't be taking this much interest.

     "Uh, no. Sorry, won't happen again." I turn around and walk back to my desk before he can say anything else. Honestly, I haven't had any time, or interest in doing my homework. Every free minute I have, I'm with Austin. Either in the woods, or at his house when his mom isn't home.

     The rest of my morning was pretty shitty; Austin never met up with me in the halls like we always do. Plus, the teachers gave me glares. I got into band and finally thought I was free of all the annoyances.

     Wrong. Our field commander Anne Marie came up to me. "Hey, Sage. You didn't go to the football game Friday, the contest Saturday, or the parade Sunday. Everything okay?" God, what was with everyone and annoying me today? I just want today to be over with so we can go to the woods.

     "Yeah, I'm fine. Some family just came home for a visit." Lie. Friday: High with Austin. Saturday: High with Austin. Sunday: High with Austin.

     "Okay, thats fine." She says and walks away. Everyone is getting ready to go outside to the practice field. I walk past everyone and out the door. Its overcast, great. I get in my car and lock the doors. Opening my glove box, I pull out a pack of cigarettes and light one. Ah, cancerous heaven. Austin gave me a couple packs for whenever I need them.

     Suddenly, someone tapped on my window. I was scared shitless, because I here people getting caught smoking all the time. Luckily, it was Austin. I unlock the door and signal him to get it. 

     "Hey." He says shyly. When I look over at his eyes, I swear I'm looking into a mirror. His eyes look just like mine have been lately. I hand him a cig and my lighter. "I don't want to talk about this morning, just drive."

     "Uh.... okay." I turn my car on and pull out of the parking lot. Going the usual route to the woods, it was silent. I didn't really know what to say. Usually I'm having a crappy day and he helps me, but this time it is reversed. I have no idea what to say.

     I pull into the lane and up to the house. We get out, again in silence, and walk inside. I fall onto the couch in my usual routine and Austin lights the pot and gets us a drink. He comes back in, and sits down beside me.

     I'm starting to feel a little calmer, and the awkwardness subsides. We start to make out a little, and I figure out a way to make him feel better. The pot and alcohol was enough for me these past weeks, but he was used to those, they wouldn't help. I read somewhere that sex was an action taken by two people to experience pleasure. A pleasure so strong you forget everything temporarily and nothing else mattered.

     I started trying to act seductive (as seductive as a virgin could be) and put my arms on his neck. I gently run my fingers down his chest, and lift his shirt up, over his head. He takes my cues, and does the same to me. I get light headed, something I'm used to by now, but keep going. Past the point of no return, I suppose.

     We switch spots, so now he is above me. The kissing gets heavier and he starts placing a light trail of kisses from my lips, down to my hips. Then slowly, he started unbuttoning my pants.

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