In the Band

Chapter 21.5

21.5 Carson’s P.O.V.

I traced the bumps and grooves of the ceiling with my eyes, seeing Ryan’s face in every piece of plaster. It was well into the dark hours of the night (I had already given up on sleeping) and the only sounds I could hear were the ones of quiet, sleeping breaths. I closed my eyes and tried to pick out Ryan’s from the rest.

In my search, I heard someone’s breathing get louder and shallower. I opened my eyes and looked over at Allison’s rigid body.

“No…no….get away,” she gasped out in her sleep. I wondered what she was dreaming about, when her breathing got even louder.

She started making little yelps of terror, while her arms and legs twitched as though she was trying to run away. It reminded me of how a dog moves when it’s having a bad dream. I held my hand out, ready to wake her.

“Stop!” She yelled, causing me to jerk my hand away, “…please.”

A couple doors in the other room squeaked open, and the boys quickly came in, looking alarmed at the sudden noise in the middle of the night.

Allison’s body started moving faster and the previous yelps were getting louder.

“No…stop….please…”

Jon held out his hand to wake her up, but she suddenly stopped.

A few seconds of everyone staring at her in confusion and she gasped. Not a regular, surprised gasp, but a sensual, make-everyone-in-the-room-uncomfortable gasp.

Allison continued to gasp and moan with pleasure and started moving her body in a different way, while we all watched in curiosity and terror; the way someone might watch a disturbing horror movie.

Then in the midst of a moan, she gasped, “Brendon.”

Everyone turned to look at him, his mouth and eyes were wide open in utter horror. He stared at Allison with shock. If the inside of someone’s head was to explode, I’d imagine that is what the person’s face would look like.

To our dismay, Allison continued to moan his name.

“Brendon…Brendon…oh, Brendon…”

Soon, she started to mutter other, equally as horrifying things.

“Not yet…faster...”

And just when I thought I it was way past the time for me to wake her up, she concluded with one last, long moan, slowly opening her eyes during it.

She lay there, smiling and breathing deeply, until she turned her head saw me staring from beside her. Allison then quickly and rigidly sat up, her smile changing to an expression matching mine. She closed her eyes tightly and opened them again to see if I was still there. Then her eyes opened even wider and she slowly turned her head the other way, where the boys were standing. She looked at each of their dark figures slowly and stopped when she got to the end, Brendon.

I only saw the back of her head, but I could imagine they had equally horrified looks on their faces.

For a minute we all just stayed there, the tension getting drastically higher by the millisecond, until Allison leaned over the bed and threw up.

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I was planning on putting this in the last chapter, but I wanted to upload yesterday and didn't have time to write this. Thus, 21.5 was born! 

Anywho, what would you guys like to happen in the story? I know what's going to happen of course, but I'd like to know what everyone thinks.

Thanks for reading!