Fragile

Chapter 1-Touché

,,THROW  that shit before it burns my bed,would ya?"-I leaned on my closets door throwing gaze at Marcuss.
As if he didnt hear me, he puffed another gross smoke at air of my room.-,,Shithead it's like I live in gas station"-
He placed a cigarette on edge of his mouth sitting up on my bed.
,,Do u think she'd be there?"
,,Who?"-I frowned taking plaid shirt on.
He clicked his tongue on his teeth-,,Stacy, who else"-he mumored.
I looked his way buttoning my shirt and shrugged.-,,If she said she would then she will."
,,Man, she did, but chicks are so complicated, she said she doesn't want to rush things but same way she is making me commit to her"-he pointed his index finger up-,,No talking to other chicks, no hanging out with other chicks, no breathing same air as other chic.."

-,,I got it.I don't know why you give her that right of controlling you."
-,,She's a good girl."-he said slowly.-
I pressed my lips not to smile, I looked at him raising eyebrow.He caught my look and gestured hands in front of his chest squeezing air and shaped words with his mouth ,,D-cup".

-I chuckled shaking my head-,,Jerk".
He stood up and sprayed some of my AXE around him.-,,R we ready to go AJ?"-I brushed my hair back with my fingers and put Nikes on my feet and clapped my hands.-,,Let's go."-I locked my apartment and followed Marc who was whistling through hallway"

As we got out on night summer air, I brushed hand through my hair again.Habbit I never got rid off.My hair was dark blonde,shortish,with blue eyes,6'1 and white skin I was total opposite of Marcuss.He had dark hair, in dreads now-he was so proud of them even they barely reached to his shoulder-,dark eyes and caramel skin. He explained me few times how he was mixed, out of everything I just knew he was part hispanic, which u heard strong in his accent. Everytime when he's angry,upset or nervous he starts talking in spanish-like real fast. I told him a few times I can't understand a word he's saying but he kept doing it anyways so I just went with the flow and nodd my head everytime he does that.

-,,Alana won't come tonight?"- he looked my way as I was tucking keys to my trousers pocket.
-,,Nah, her parents preassure her to study this weekend, you know how they are. She'll come over on Sunday."

Alana was my girlfriend, we've been together for 5months. They passed slowly, our relationship didn't make much difference in my life, but not any others did aswell. She's a good girl, our relationship is normal,natural.We never argue, we see eachother 2-3 times a week and it was fine. I wouldn't say I was in love with her but I liked her. Last time I was in love was probably in Kindergarten,her name was Anastasia and she left me for Ron because he gifted her a Barbie doll.It escalated quickly.

Don't get me wrong, I wasn't type of guy who runs from love,emotions or relationships.I've dated around 5 girls for my 19 years, none of them ended badly, we didn't keep in touch-that's true but we didn't hate eachother.Well I didn't, they are out there somewhere cursing my name.

Alana is 2 years younger than me-You probably wondering why I'm dating someone underaged, but we went to same highschool before I graduated, she had a crush on me for 2 years, I knew that whole time because how her cheeks flushed everytime I spoke to her and she barely could stand looking me in the eyes more than 7secs without blushing or looking away so when she confessed her crush for me in January after winter break I thought why not and here we are.

-,,Did u move from holding-hands base?"-Jerk teased me.-,,Or she still wearing her virginity ring?"

I rolled my eyes.He gave himself right to discuss with me about my girlfriends virginity and our love life, no matter how many times I closed the subject.
,,-I told u a zillion times"-I sighed in annoyance-,,she's not like that, for now she has no interest in being intimate and I'm fine with that, I never tried anything anyways."-Pause.It was true but not because I'm not attracted to her,she's alright looking, she's asian with black hair to her shoulders,shorter than me, around 5'6, she played volleyball, wore reading glasses when she's studying or when we watch a movie.She's skinnish and her lady parts suited her body-shape.

Thing is, we always peck and hug when we greet, she was a cuddler-snuggler-huggler- type of a person,whenever our kiss deepens she starts giggling and blushing. When I run my hands through her body and reach for her ass-(There are going to be a lot of swearing words so if ur innocent eyes can't handle, this story isn't one for you) -she giggles.She's a giggler.She'd probably let me do whatever I want to her but her giggling and passive behaviour didn't make me have desire to.

-,,You'll get bored eventually dude.You're 19 and your sex life is like old married couple.Damn I could swore that I even heard my parents bed ..."
-,,DUDE I really dont care about your parents sex life neither u should care about mine.She'll grow out of it eventually- I shruged looking at street lights.He was probably right, it is important in relationship but it ain't main thing, eventually she will realise that, I mean all chicks have hormones wilding. No rush.

-,,Suit for urself but don't waste ur best years. U know I like Alana, she's cute and all but- he shrugged leaving that ,,but" fly in the air.I chuckled low.

-What?"-he looked at me.
-,,Nothing I just remembered how my grandad used to say that everything before ,,but" is bullshit."
-he grinned- ,,He was right.Mr. Johanson was the legend. U can really feel his absence"-he sighed.

-I smiled to myself-,,Yeah he was"-I said low.Peter Johanson wasn't my grandad by my blood, my parents divorced when I was 2 years old, when I was 6 she met my stepdad, Davis.Davis is pretty cool and we get along, next year my mother gave birth to my sister. Peter never made difference between me and his other grandchildren. We always went to city on Sunday night on lemonade and pancakes,for 10 years. He would always introduce me to his friends as his grandson.He passed away 2 years ago,out of nowhere.His heart just stopped beating in his sleep.It was rough times for me.

-,,We're here"-Marc called me back to reality as we got in front of Alec's huge house.We could hear music bumping through walls and windows of house.-,,Seems like we came just in right moment"-He smirked as we started walking up the stairs.

I could smell weed, alcohol and mixed perfumes at the door.
Some poor dude vommited in bush next to staircase.It wasn't even 9pm.

This is going to be a good night.

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First one is here. It was kind of short but it was more an epilog.Feel free to leave comments, every critic is welcome. I'll keep posting new chapters as soon as they're finished.
I wo/ca/n't post real pictures of these characters, I changed some names just in case, if you'd like me to put similarity or random appereance of these characters let me know. Touché.