To Be Free

Big Papa S.

"Looks good on you dummy." I said appraising Sebastian's new tattoo.

"Thanks... Hey listen, would you uh, mind if our next 'meeting' was at my house?" He asked, scratching the back of his neck.

"Sure dude. I don't really have any reason not to. Why did you ask so timidly?"

"I just didn't feel like being castrated for telling you what to do."

I patted his back,"Good boy."

He just nodded and I payed Sara for our tattoos. Sara hugged me tightly and whispered,"Go get him tiger."

I furrowed my eyebrows which only made her giggle at me.

  I returned to the parking lot to find Sebastian staring at his arm with a strange look on his face.

"What's bugging you, cutie?" I asked casually.

"Oh... Nothing. Just remembering some things. Hey, so do you just want to come over now?" He said while stuffing his hands deep inside his light blue jeans.

"Actually, we have different plans. I'm taking you shopping. You don't look scary at all in your nerd boy khakis and baggy white polos."

He looked at his attire questioningly,"I'm not even wearing khakis today."

"Yeah I know, but those jeans are four sizes too big for you. Should we start calling you Big Papa S.?" I chuckled at my own joke.

  He shook his head in mock disappointment before asking me,"Do you have a life?"

"Fuck off."

  He smiled at me and holy crap, for being such a weirdo nerd, his smile is pretty nice.

That's the second time you've caught yourself ogling him.

Shut up brain, you don't help anything.

I think... You find him attractive.

Bitch, you sit on a throne of lies.

But... I am you.

Shit.

I was pulled from my self argument when Seb cleared his throat.

"I uh... I don't have a car with me ya know, since you drove me."

  I frowned in confusion but quickly realized I had hopped onto my bike while I was arguing with myself.

"Well get on then. I wasn't going to leave you... Though you wouldn't be the first."

His grin returned at my dismissive and embarrassed state. What a dork.

I took him to our local mall and the first place I drug him to was "Dark Souls." Basically a store for music nerds and goths. I fall in between the two perfectly.

I grabbed Sebastian a few pairs of black pants and tossed them over to him.

"Go try these on."

He nodded and awkwardly asked the worker for a room key. After he went inside the lady working walked over to me with sympathy etched into her piercing covered face.

"Oh honey, whatever he gets is on the store," she patted my shoulder,"You just take care of that poor soul."

I chuckled but thanked her. Sebastian returned looking at me like I was some sort of-

"Wizard! That's what you are! Not one person knows my pants size, yet these fit perfectly."

I glared at him for interrupting my thoughts, but I had to smirk at his little outburst. How cut-

Cute? We're you about to call him cute?

Damn. I really am a crazy woman. My brain just intercepted my own thoughts. How screwed up is that?

Sebastian wandered off by the time I came back from La la land. I found him examining some different piercings.

He looked over at me with a horror filled gaze,"Kat... Is this... For your..."

"Spit it out boy."

"P-p-p-pe"

"Holy crap child, what? I'm not a goddess, though I have the sex appeal of one, but I don't have super vision."

He swallowed hard and whispered very quietly, "Your lower region sexual organ."

I walked over and smacked him upside the head, "Boy, you're more awkward than Cindy Loo Who on her first day of school."

He raised a feeble finger in the air, "Actually, the Grinch was the awkward one."

"Don't talk. You've done enough damage to what's left of your manliness. Say no more."

I grabbed him a couple tighter black shirts and collected his pants before leaving him in the store.

I lost Seb for an hour or so. In the meantime I got him a pair of black converse and a leather jacket. The leather jacket had been pretty damn expensive but I trusted him to know that I would severely harm him if anything happened to it.

He caught up to me with his mouth open already to deliver what I suspected to be the "redeeming speech" that was rehearsed while he was looking for me.

I held up a hand, "Stop. I'm going to forgive you for your awkwardness for now, but you shall repay me by changing your clothing to what I got you today. Also, tell me, what's your curfew?"

"Well ten on a school night, but if I'm with a friend, eleven is accepted."

"Perfect. Call your parental guidance's and tell them you're with a friend. When you're done changing of course."

He didn't question me and when he complied, I took him out to the motorcycle. We stopped at my house for a little bit, him only giving me a weird look when I came downstairs in makeup and a red dress.

I opened my garage to get my little silver car. I may be bad, but I'm not irrational. My dress wasn't exactly motorcycle friendly. Sebastian got into the passenger seat, curious as to where we were going... Oh, would he be surprised.