Poems For Daniel

Sixteen

I awakened in the early morning hours, in Jeremiah's arms. The television was off and the room was dark. The house was silent with the exception of Jeremy's snoring. I faced Jeremiah, the task being slightly difficult since his wrap was so tight. I stared at him as he slept... He was so cute. I could do without the snoring, but still... I turned back around before checking the time on my phone. It was three o'clock... I sighed, feeling too tired to return home just yet. Before I could even face Jeremiah, I felt his wrap tighten. That's when I realized that his snoring had ceased. "Mine... All mine," I heard his raspy voice speak before he kissed my neck. I smiled slightly... He sat up, his arms unwrapping around me. I heard him stretching due to his deep inhaling. He eventually stood up, and I watched his silhouette move toward the kitchen before the lights in that room came on. He got a bottled water and began to drink it. I then watched him approach me again with a slight smile. "I didn't know you were up," he simply spoke. "Yeah, I'm up," I nodded. He put down his bottle of water after putting the top back on it. He snuggled back up to me. "You should probably get going... It's three o'clock in the morning," he spoke softly. "I know, but I really don't feel like it," I smiled slightly. He chuckled softly. "Is your mom home?" I inquired. "Probably," he answered. I sat up and slipped on my shoes. "I'll see you later, yes?" he asked. "Yes," I smiled and nodded. I kissed him goodbye before leaving the house. I drove home, sneaking back in as quietly as I could. I silently crept to my room and softly closed my bedroom door behind me. I let out a sigh of relief before turning on the lights in my room. I took a shower before heading to sleep...

I awakened, feeling a pair of lips on my cheek. I smiled slightly, knowing it could only be one person. I opened my eyes to see Jeremy. "Hey, Jer Bear," I spoke softly. "Hey, Baby... Did you sleep well?" he inquired. I nodded before slipping out of bed. He bit his lip at me. "My shirt," he smirked. "No, it's my shirt. Same design, same brand, same everything. Yours is just identical to mine," I corrected him. "Yeah, whatever, Ma," he kissed my forehead as his arms wrapped around my waist. He held me tight, my shirt moving a bit higher up my thigh as he did so. "You know you got some serious cake, right?" he mumbled into my ear. I pulled away from him, laughing and hitting him in the arm.

"Is there anything you want to do today?" he inquired. "Just hold me," I answered. He picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist as he sat on the bed. "You know... There's a party tonight. Do you think you want to go?" he inquired. "I don't know. You know how I feel about parties, and you remember what happened last time," I told him. "I know. I know. I'll be a good boy this time," he pecked my lips. "How good will you be?" I asked, my hands locking behind his neck. "Good enough to get a reward," he licked his lips. "You better be on your worst behavior tonight then," I whispered in his ear. He smirked. "You ain't gotta tell me twice," he squeezed my ass. I giggled before hitting his arm. "I'll pick you up around 8, okay?" he spoke. I nodded. He kissed my lips before hugging me. "I'll see you later," he said before leaving. I sighed.

The time eventually came for Jeremy to pick me up, and I was dressed in a leather skater shirt, all black Converse, and awhite crop top. I wore a black bow and Daniel's key-chain along with the outfit. The doorbell rang, and I got there before anyone else could. I opened the door and there stood Jeremy. "Jer Bear," I smiled, hugging his torso. "Hey, Baby," he kissed my forehead. "You ready to go?" he asked. I nodded. He looked at my outfit, his eyes going straight for the key-chain. His smile decreased slightly before he shook his head to shake away whatever thought he had. "You look great," he spoke, still smiling. "Thanks," I blushed. "So, uh, where's your mom?" he asked. "Oh, it doesn't matter," I took his hand into mine. "Let's go," I spoke. "We're gone!" I called to my mother, who was in the kitchen. With that, we left and made our way to the party. Once there, we hit the dancefloor and began dancing with each other. Everything was all fun and well until someone decided to cut in. It was the same guy... It's always the same guy. "You lookin' good tonight, Safaree," he smiled. I looked at Jeremy, giving him a knowing look. He calmly stood between us and told the guy to back off. The guy smirked before saying a smart remark. "You might want to slow your roll before you end up getting hit by a car again." Jeremy's eyes widened before he began to attack him, but I held him back. Jeremy looked back at me as I shook my head at him. "Stay away from her," he barked before jerking his arm from my grip and brushing past me. I followed him as he went up the stairs.