Secrets And Lies

Chapter 6: Booty calls and Nightmares.

 Axel

       Sweaty and annoyed, I rolled off Bre.  She used to be a good distraction for a little while, despite her voice. It didn't help my mood that Ryan showed no interest in me. No amount of sex with Bre could distract me from this fact. I needed to find out more about Quade's sister. I needed to find out what made her tick. I considered the confrontation that I saw between her and Bre. I was positive my fuck-buddy had info on her.  For the first time, a girl had turned me down, which agitated me even more than Bre speaking. I needed to humor Bre a little longer to gain insight into our new girl. 

       "That was amazing, as always, Axel." Bre breathed in a nasal voice.

       "Uh-huh..." I rolled my eyes. If only she didn't talk,  if I didn't have to hear her voice.

        "What's going on between you and the new girl?" I asked, trying to sound casual. Inside I smirked, knowing that I was asking a girl I just had sex with about another girl so I could hook up with her as well.

I felt the slightest pang of guilt but pushed it away. 

       "Ryan? She's a bitch, nothing more to it!" She huffed. I wasn't at all ashamed that I had ruined her good mood with my question. I found it fitting since I, too, was annoyed.

       "How do you know her?" I asked. Turning my back towards her, I picked up my boxer briefs and pulled them on.

       "She used to go to our school." She spat, bending over to retrieve her bra. I have to hand it to her; she does have a nice rack. I glanced in the mirror over my dresser just as she covered herself with the red material.

       "When was this? She wasn't here last year." 

       When she didn't answer right away, I looked over my shoulder to see her 'searching' for her matching panties. I pulled on my jeans, shaking my head.

She must think I'm stupid. Bre consistently 'lost' her underwear. I knew she hid them halfway under the bed like always. She wanted other girls to find them, so they would know that I wasn't just sleeping with them. I always was upfront with the girls I took to bed. Little did she know they would join all the others in the landfill.

       "Cut the bullshit. You know you're planning on leaving here without them."

       Her face flushed pink when I called her out on her game. Instead of dealing with being caught, she opted to answer my question.

       "If you must know, she left right before junior year. If you believe the rumors, she was in some kind of exchange program. She went to Ireland to 'study' last year." She stated with air quotes. "It's all a little fishy if you ask me." 

       Bre put on her skirt, then padded over to me and wrapped her arms around my torso. Her chest pressed into my back. Any other time having a half-naked girl in her position would have turned me on. This time it just aggravated me.

       "Bre, let go." I grunted, trying to pry her arms off me. "If you're getting too attached, maybe we shouldn't do this anymore."  I knew the prospect of losing our hookups would get her back off.

       "I know, I know." She moved away to search for her shirt. 

        It may have been harsh, but I was clear about what this would be from day one. There was to be no cuddling or any action that she could misconstrue as a relationship. I didn't care if other girls tried to hug me afterward because there wouldn't be a repeat. But Bre and I have been hooking up for a while, and I wanted to make sure she knew it was just a mutual itch being scratched. She agreed, knowing it was the only way into my bed again. But since school started, she has been a lot more touchy-feely. I'm pretty sure she thinks I will change for her. She is delusional if she thinks that. Nothing sounded better than jumping ship right now.