The Story Of Us

ch. 11

WARNING SEXUAL MATERIAL AHEAD. READ IF YOU DARE ;) LOL!

Amy POV

For the first time I was actually thinking about going to a party. Not just any party, but a Kyria Austin's party. I have never wanted to go until now, but ever since whatever  was going on between her and me my thoughts of common sense was quickly  being blurred. I didn't like it, but I did not know how to stop it and the more I tried to stay away from her the more an invisible force pulled me closer to her. It was like the moment she kissed me it turned on some kind of switch that I didn't even know I had.

Kyria had not invited me to this party,  but I knew she wouldn't care if I showed up. She would probably be too busy with Quinn or someone who was equally as bad wrapped around her all night. That little thought had me wanting to hit something, hard.

I was not ready to admit that I had feelings for Kyria, but I didn't want anyone all over her either. I know I was a bitch. I was not trying to be. I was so confused about what was going through my own mind that I could barely see what way was up. All I know is that I did not want anyone touching Kyria besides myself.

Squeezing my eyes shut I sat on my bed. I didn't know what I was going to do. How was it supposed to tell my parents that I had feelings for another girl when my dad had made it clear that he did not agree with anyone being gay. He tolerated Kyria because he had known her since she was a small child and he thought she and I were friends.  Little did he know that his little girl was getting felt up a few days ago by her supposedly friend.

Hearing the steady thump of music from next door I opened my eyes. I had two choices, I could stay at home like I always did or I could do something different and completely out of my character and do something crazy for once.

A small voice in my mind was telling me to do the second.

Just to see the reaction on Kyria's face I decided to do the second.

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I could not believe I was actually doing this. Even more so I could not believe I was wearing what I was wearing.  I had decided to wear a pair of shorts that my mom had picked out for me last summer; I had never worn them because they were too short for my liking. I know I was basically an old woman in my mind. I kept it simple with my shirt; plain white and  sleeveless with silver sequins on the front. It was tight enough that it fit what curves I had nicely. 

I kept my long dark hair down so it fell around my shoulders in waves.  I decided that I would wear a tiny bit of makeup,  not too much. Some blush and a light shade of pink lipstick.

I was happy that both of my parents were out of town visiting my mom's parents two towns over.  There was not a chance that they would come back tonight and catch me over at Kyria's. 

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Breathing rather hard I made my way over to Kyria's house. I had no idea what I was going to do when I got over there, I just knew I wanted to be there. Part of me was dreading it because I knew Kyria would be with some girl and by the end of the night they would be in Kyria's room, in her bed. The same bed that I had been in months ago.

Thinking about that nearly had me changing my mind and going back home....almost.

I did not bother knocking on the front door; with music blasting that loud there would be no answer anytime soon.

Like I had thought as soon as I opened the door I was nearly knocked down by the smell of booze and the metallic smell of what was probably illegal drugs drifting through the air. The red and green flashing lights made the smoke look like a pretty hazy fog.