chapter 10: Fight

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I wasn't used to staying in bed, but I had to, according to my mother. I was lonely and sick, such a horrible combination. I didn't want to seem needy, but I missed Michael all the time, even if he was just gone to school. Such a lonesome week this had been, I knew he would be back but still I couldn't help this feeling. I reached out and snatched his teddy bear off the pillow next to me and squeezed it in my hands, it was so soft. No wonder Michael loved this thing. The teddy bear even smelled like him. I shamelessly pulled the toy close to my chest and closed my eyes. I felt pathetic; I missed Michael more than I should.

I hated waking in the morning and seeing him gone. I hated the feeling of being without him, I even wanted to drive him to school, but I was too weak for that. I tried to sleep, hoping that when I awoke I would see Michael standing at the foot of the bed in his baggy hoodie with his perfect lips strecthed into a cute smile. Sleeping was the only way I could tolerate being without him. I was more than physically sick and it was obvious, even when I tried to hide it

As soon as I began to doze off, I heard the front door open and I knew it had to be someone I knew. Only a select few had access to my home so I waited patiently in bed. I could hear footsteps climbing up the stairs. I was hoping that it would be Michael or mom, but it was too early for either of them to be home. I stared apprehensively.

Vivian stood in the doorway, with wide eyes. I sighed and fell back against my bed.

"Where have you been!" Her curly hair bounced with the force of her head movements. I swallowed and awkwardly scratched my head. It was not that I was trying to be mean to her but I had totally forgotten to talk to my girlfriend. I blushed and took a deep breath.

"Uh…well," was all I could really say. She dropped her bag and stormed over to the bed causing me to flinch. She was too intense.

"Never mind, I haven't seen you at school for a week straight, I heard you were sick. Our team is really worried about you. They've been using a backup quarterback in your place and he's just awful! It's that silly McCarthy boy from out of town!" she shouted before she crawled into the bed with me.

I watched her with lean eyes. I didn't appreciate her inviting herself into my bed

"Vivian, I am very tired," I said sourly. Seeing her was an utter disappointment to me for some reason. I didn't care about them using someone else for my position; I didn't care if it was that McCarthy kid either. I would be back soon and then everything would be fine. "It isn't our team, Viv," I said annoyed. I moved away from her but she leaned towards me, smacking her gum. I turned my gaze. She was so very beautiful, yet I couldn't connect to her, but I owed her something. I hadn't even sent her a text for a whole week.

She looked at me helplessly, begging for affection. I placed my arms around her and she purred happily. I felt a small twinge of weirdness; I hadn't touched her in what felt like forever. She was so distant from me but so close at the same time. I could tell that she was excited and happy. She looked at me with some sort of twinkle in her eyes, and didn't waste any time. She smirked before she began to strip out of her clothing. I was shocked, and I couldn't hide it. That was the last thing I wanted from her.

"Vivian, I sprained my ankle and I am super sick," I reminded her. She giggled and continued to undress, ignoring my pleas. I was starting to feel like the helpless one, I pushed at her and she took it as me being playful. I pushed at her desperately but she fell on top of me with force and began to straddle my hips. Since when did I not want to have sex with Vivian? I relented against her assaults and she started to place quick gentle kisses all over my cheeks. I smiled apprehensively.

"Listen, you don't have to do a thing," she said in a kind voice. I just nodded my head and shut my eyes.

I imagined her laugh being Michael's laugh; I imagined her touch being his touch. I moaned softly and that seemed to encourage her. She forced her tongue into my mouth and I instantly jumped up and shoved her back. It was just like Vivian to rush things. Michael would never force anything.

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