The Incredible League of Goth Pizza Haters (RH)

Part 40

---Sylvia---

I was glad we had a couch set up in the garage. Nick used it for getting high with his friends and I knew he used to bring girls in there during dates. This time it was being used for friends and mild drug use. We stayed in the garage because it was getting really really cold. We passed around the joint and told stories. I was slightly worried about the garage smelling like weed but I resolved to just keep the windows open overnight and hope my mom didn't need to mow the lawn. After a little while Ryan passed out on the couch and Ricky and I decided to take a walk down to the park. 

We walked through the field and snuck through some yards to reach the playground. When we got there we raced around, climbing equipment and laughing like kids. At one point he picked me up, threw me over his shoulder and spun me. I laughed and flailed. We chased each other and I truly wished it hadn't been such a mild winter and there would have been snow I could've pelted him with. 

Then we heard police sirens and stopped. 

He looked at me with the perfect representation of how 'oh shit' would look as an expression. I grabbed his arm and we dashed out of the there as a siren wailed behind us. We hopped and sprinted through backyards and collapsed into the field behind my house. We waited, gasping in the dark for everything to quiet. Instead, it just turned and started up my street. I felt the pounding of my heart really intensify then and I became scared. 

He crawled over me and began to take off his jacket.

"What are you doing?" I demanded, "We have to run!"

"Shh. I'm camouflaging you."

"What do you mean?"

"Your hair is white." he pulled the jacket over our heads so I could no longer see anything but the slight reflective light in his eyes and the paleness of his chilled skin. I felt his breath hot on my cheek and kissed him as the sirens died in the background, leaving the world ominously quiet. He kissed back and I wrapped my legs around his waist, despite being pinned to the ground. 

After a few moments of kissing in the dark I felt something crawling on my shoulder and freaked out. He laughed and got up, pulling me to my feet. We walked back to my house and noticed Ryan's car was absent from my driveway. And Ryan was absent from my garage. 

"Dickhead just left me here." Ricky murmured.

"You can stay the night if you want or I can dive you home. It's up to you." I said

"If your family doesn't mind... I would rather just stay here than watch you try to drive in the dark while high." 

"My family probably won't mind... We'll be awake before them anyhow." We locked up the shed before I led him into my house, through the darkened rooms and into my bedroom. I closed the door and locked it so no one would walk in on anything. I slid off my jacket and he sat on the edge of the bed, looking high and spacey while I pulled off my skinny jeans and put on my lazy pants. They were made of a soft fabric and colored a navy blue, speckled with little birds. The drawstring had fallen out long ago so they hung loosely on my hips. I kept on the camisole and lay down on the bed. Ricky stood up and began unbuckling his belt. I wasn't too sure what he was going to do until he pulled out his belt, unbuttoned his pants and collapsed into the sheets with a sigh. 

He crawled up behind me so we were spooning and we pressed together. Facing the rest of the room, I took mental note that the door was shut. It was shut and locked and if I awoke to find it otherwise I was going to shit myself.

I closed my eyes and let myself relax against him. I felt his breathing even out as our hearts synchronized and everything scary and threatening in the world stepped back to close and lock the door. They hadn't dissipated nor said any final goodbye, but for now they were gone. They were gone and I was safe here with this person who was so good and so complex that the thought of hearing everything that went on in his mind made my head spin. This incredibly intelligent person who was somehow falling asleep with me in my bed. This person who pulled me closer and whispered a question to me in deep of night so quietly that I'm sure not even the dark things listening through the locked door could hear. 

"Would you consider being my girlfriend?" he murmured and I smiled because he had no idea what he was getting himself into and I was afraid to hurt him. A smile out of fear and happiness. But I was high and so was he and there were demons waiting outside my door and I was terrified I was indeed falling in love with this wonderful, smart person so I whispered back an answer to the dark and to the demons and to him.

"Yes."