Chancing Chad

#5) The Fifth

CHAD

A few days passed. We barely spoke to one another. It was horrible. I wanted to break down in tears every time I saw her. It was the worst feeling in the world. She made made no attempt to talk to me.

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It was about eight in the evening. I had been upstairs, reading, but went down for a snack. I walked past the living room, and saw a sight that made my blood run cold.

Red was there. With Amara. So much for "no to both of us". They were making out, and his hands were-

"Fuck this!" I yelled in anger, "Fuck everything!"

I stormed out of the door, running as far as I could get from the house. They were in there, making out, and I was running. Life isn't fair.

I ran to the park, and sat down on a bench, panting. I was on the side of the park away from the kids rides, so it was practically deserted aside from me. I closed my eyes and sat back, still gasping and panting.

"Need a drink?" Asked a female voice that came from beside me, even though nobody had been there when I sat down, "Here."

I opened my eyes. Sat beside me was a girl about my age, with flowing ginger hair and alluring green eyes. She held out a bottle of water, which I eagerly grabbed and drank from greedily. She smiled suggestively as I handed back the bottle.

"Thanks." I said with a smile, "I owe you. I'm Chad. And you are...?"

"I'm Sydney." She said, standing up and offering me her hand, "And if you owe me, then come with me."

I took her hand, and followed her out of the park and across the street to a house. I didn't care where this was going, as long as it took my mind off of Amara.

Sydney unlocked the door and led me inside. It was a nice place, and she took my hand, bringing me straight upstairs and into one of the bedrooms, her's I guessed.

She kicked off her shoes and I did the same. She sat down in the edge of the bed and patted the space next to her for me. I sat and she wrapped her arms around my neck, looking into my eyes. She was beautiful, and I smiled as she brought her lips to mine.

I didn't even have to ask for entrance, the second our mouths connected it was tongue on tongue, fighting for dominance. My hands wrapped themselves around her waist, and she smiled into the kiss. Her hands moved down, so they were on my back, under my shirt, ready to take it off.

She began lifting it up and I took my mouth off of hers long enough to allow her, before my mouth found her neck and I started giving her a love bite. She wrapped her arms around my back and pulled me forward so that I was mostly on top of her.

I took my mouth off her neck and she took off her t-shirt hurriedly, putting my hands on her hips. I put my mouth back on hers, and we kissed, forcefully, passionately.

She pulled back and moved me onto my back. She sat on my legs and began staring at my muscular chest. The hungry look in her eyes as she ran her hand over my biceps was so unlike the embarrassed way Amara stared at me. I couldn't so this.

I sat up and moved off the bed, leaving Sidney lying there in shorts and a bra. I began pulling my t-shirt on and sat on the bed to pull my shoes on, when she slapped me across the back of the head.

"I'm sorry." I said truthfully, "I'm just... There's another girl. I'm really sorry."

She nodded as if she understood, but slapped my ass as I walked out the door, then winked. I walked a bit quicker and left the house. What had I done? I had to win Amara over. I just couldn't live without her.

AMARA

Red and I had been talking. Just... Talking. When he heard footsteps he had forced his lips onto mine, out his hands on my back, forced us together. I was disgusted.

Chad left, and Red apologised. Said he hadn't wanted Chad to start yelling at him. I didn't know what to do. I just sat there and nodded. We just talked. And talked. And talked.

"Can we go upstairs?" he asked with a smile, "I haven't been up in years. Just to... Check it out."

"Sure." I said with a smile as I led him out of the room and upstairs, to my room.

"Nice room." He said. Chad had left about twenty minutes ago. I wondered where he'd gotten to.

"Thanks." I said with a smile.

"Am I the first guy you've had over like this or...?" he asked with a smile, which deepened when he saw me shrug, "Oh..."

"Had over like what?" I asked, "What's going on?"

"Aren't we gonna...?" He gestured suggestively to the bed, "You know."

"No, we aren't." I said firmly, "You can go now."

He laughed and took a step towards me. I stepped back, and his body pressed mine against the wall. He smiled suggestively, and I didn't know what to do. His hands pinned mine against my sides, his legs holding mine still.

He kicked off his shoes and used his feet to pull mine off as well. His grin was scary as he pulled his shirt over his head and threw it across the room. His lips found mine and he forced his tongue into my mouth, doing whatever he could to cram it in. Chad's chest is a living thing, hard yet soft, living, tan, but Red's is pale, lifeless, squishy. I couldn't escape. I was stuck.

He moved his hands up my back, trying to lift my top over my head, but I wasn't co-operating. He scowled and slapped me across the face, and I screamed out. Tears came to my eyes and he pulled my top off.

I felt so vulnerable as his eyes raked over my body, before his lips reattached themselves too mine. His hands were wandering as I heard the door open and close, and knew it was Chad.

Red sensed this too, and slapped a hand over my mouth as he began sucking on my neck, trying to leave his mark. I couldn't cry out, and realised Chad would have no idea what was going on.