Robbie Kay Short Stories

Visit

----Part 1---- 

Your Point of View

I wake up confused. Why is my face vibrating? I lift my head from my pillow and feel my iPhone unstick itself from my cheek and plop back down to the bed. I bring my numb hand from under my pillow and pick up the phone, squinting at the screen. Robbie is trying to FaceTime me… at 730am. My face breaks out into a smile and I decline his FaceTime request. I give it a few seconds before calling him back- the regular way. “Did you seriously just decline MY FaceTime?” Robbie picks up, feigning insult. His voice washes over me like a warm bath “Morning babe. Yes, I did. I just woke up, you don’t need to see this.” I roll over in bed and rub my face, feeling the deep indent on my cheek from the phone. I must have fallen asleep talking to Robbie last night. “You know, one of these days I’m going to wake up next to your beautiful face. There’s no reason for you to be shy.” My stomach does a crazy somersault at the thought of this, but I try to play it cool. “Well, until then I’ll spare you the sight.” I get up from bed and pull on my robe, stretching the sleep out of my limbs. “You’re completely mad, I love you.” I can hear the smile playing on Robbie’s lips and my insides melt picturing his mouth. “I love you too babe. I gotta get ready, I’ll see you later this morning, okay?” l pull my sheets tight across the bed before throwing my white comforter and pillows back on.  “You sure you’re up for the drive? I feel kinda bad for making you drive all the way up here for just a few hours…” Robbie’s voice trails off. “It almost sounds like you don’t want me to come. Having too much fun with those college girls?” I tease, doing a horrible job of masking my jealousy; I couldn’t help it though. Robbie had started College this year and I was still a Senior in high school. Deep down I knew I had nothing to worry about, but my insecurities always got the best of me in the end. “Oh please. You have no idea how much I miss your face” Robbie says seriously.  “In that case, let me get ready so we can stop missing each other.” I open my closet door and reach up to my shoebox shelf with my free hand, feeling for the plastic bag I had shoved back there earlier in the week. My fingertips catch the handle of the bag and I pull it towards me, catching the small box of condoms before it fell on the floor. “Okay, I can’t wait to see you” Robbie says into the phone. “I can’t either babe” I respond, my face blushing with anticipation as I shove the box into my purse.

I run some Moroccan oil through my long hair with my fingers and quickly check my makeup one last time in the bathroom mirror. I was already running a bit late, having taken too long in the shower exfoliating, scrubbing and shaving just about every surface of my body. “Mom, I’m leaving in about 5 minutes!” I call out down the hallway as I make my way back to my room. I spritz some perfume on and grab my purse and cell from desk before making my way downstairs, my heels clacking on the steps.

“Sweetie, I don’t think you should be driving up to Austin today – they’re calling for bad weather up there.” I peck my mom’s cheek and make a beeline for the coffee pot. “Where’s my thermos mug?” I ask her, eyeing the kitchen clock. It was already 9:30, I should have been on the road by now. “Did you hear what I just said?” My mom asks, handing me the thermos. “Thanks” I say filling up the mug “It’s fine mom. The campus is just a few hours away. Besides, look outside…Nothing but blue skies. Those guys get everything wrong” I nod my head towards the small tv on the counter displaying scary looking weather alerts.  I taste the coffee before placing the lid back on. “I’ll call you when I get there.” I hear my mom sigh behind me. “Alright, say hi to Robbie for me. And don’t play with fire!” she shouts behind me as I leave the kitchen. “Mom, I don’t even know what the means!” I laugh, closing the front door behind me, struggling not to spill the hot coffee on me as I run to the car.

By 10:30am I’m barely half way to Robbie’s and my windshield wipers can’t keep up with the downpour of rain. All the cars were starting to slow down on the freeway. Shit, my Mom was right; maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. But I desperately wanted to see Robbie. I needed us pick up where we left off last week in Robbie’s room at home. My throat tightens as I let myself think about his lips all over my body, his hands moving across my bare back -our limbs completely meshed together, grinding against one another hot and sticky from our exertion. It felt so good being wrapped up in his strong body. We had done just about everything besides have sex, and that was because of me. I had wanted to take it slow with Robbie, unsure of what the distance between us would do to our new relationship. It turns out the distance made us want each other more, intensifying the lust that was building in both of us.