Truth.

Part IX

Ken and I stared at each other for a few seconds, and he sprinted for the stairs. I screamed and ran into my room, shutting the door behind me. He always loved to play around and mess with me. I leaped onto my bed, and I could hear his footsteps as he made his way up the stairs.

I can see his shadow through the little space under my door, and then my door bursts open. I scream so loud that it sounds like a whistle note, and he jumps on me and pins me down on the bed.

“Hah! Gotcha!” He exclaims.

I try to get out of his little pin, but he’s too strong for me.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” He asks. He seems to look very concerned.

“Oh.. Nick and I broke up..” I say, breaking our eye contact. I feel his grip loosen up, and I push him off me and pin him down, making him laugh and say, “Aw, man!”

“Wait, so are you for real? You and Nick really broke up?”

“Yeah..” I say. “He cheated on me with Angelica.” I told him the whole story, and his look softened.

“Oh..” He mutters. “I’m sorry that happened. You didn’t deserve that..”

I smile, and tell him thanks, still pinning him down face up on my bed. All of a sudden, he begins to tickle my side.

“Agh! Stop!” I say, laughing really hard. I hated being tickled, but there wasn’t really anything I could do but squirm around like a retarded worm. Ken finally stops tickling me, and I roll over to the other side of the bed, trying to get away from him. I expected him to tickle me again, but instead he falls onto the empty side of the bed, facing me.

“Mads, can I ask you something?” Oh god. I’m getting butterflies.

“Uh.. sure.”

“Why are you so pretty?”

BOOM. MY FACE LIGHTS UP LIKE A CHRISTMAS TREE. I could feel myself blushing, and I answer, “Uh.. I dunno..”

He laughs, and pokes my stomach, causing me to jerk back and almost fall off my bed. I attempt to poke him back, but instead he blocks it and intertwines our fingers, making us hold hands. I look down, and smile, and he gives my hand a small squeeze. I thought all the messing around was done, until he rolls over and pins me down.

“... Damn it.” I whine.

Ken pokes my side, making me squirm to the right. He pokes me again, causing me to move to the left this time. He begins poking me repeatedly, tickling me.

“Ken! Stop! Agh!” I laugh so hard that my whole body is moving as I laugh. He finally stops, and I smack him on the chest.

“Ouchie. My nipple.” He whines.

“Aww. You poor baby.” I said, while trying to catch my breath. He lays down next to me again, laying down on his right side. I fidget, and lay down on my left to face him, and I place my left arm under my head to get comfortable. I don’t say anything, and neither does he. After a minute or two, he wraps his left arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him. He suddenly swipes his finger down my spine, causing me to arch my back, pushing my whole body against him. I can feel the butterflies in my stomach, and I have no choice but to look him in the eyes.

“Oh my god.. Madison Santiago! Get your shit together! Eeeek!” I thought to myself.

Ken lifts his head and kisses me on the forehead, and lowers it again, kissing my lips. I kissed him back, and I could feel his hand gently moving up my shirt, I place my hand against his chest, and he pulls me in closer, causing him to smile while kissing me. I start giggling, and he begins to kiss me on my lower chest, moving back up to my lips. We continue kissing, and he runs his fingers down my thigh, causing me to wrap my leg around his hip. I guess it turned him on, and it caused him to roll over on top of me, as he starts to kiss my neck. I wrap my arms around his neck, and run his fingers through his hair. He makes his way up my neck, and kisses my jawline, making me giggle. He kisses me on the lips one more time, and then looks at me.

“Why are you laughing?” He asks, smirking.

“It tickled when you were kissing me along my jawline.” I responded, still giggling.

He laughed, and kissed me again, and then my phone rang. It was Melissa. I didn’t want to answer it for some reason, but I did.

“Lissa.”

“Hey, can you open the door for me? I didn’t take the garage opener.”

“Yeah. I’m coming.” And then I hung up.

“Is Melissa home?” Ken asked.

“Mhm. I gotta go open the door for her.” I said.

“Aw. Okay.” Ken then got up, and carried me. It took me by surprise, you I let out a small scream.

“What are you doing!?” I screamed.

“Carrying you down the stairs.” He said as he kissed my cheek.

He put me down in front of the door, and then went to sit down and watch tv in the main living room. I opened the door, and saw Melissa with a bunch of chinese food in her hands, and my green tea frappuccino that I asked for.

“A little help here.” She whined.

I took the bags of chinese food and she brought in the rest and my drink, and then handed it to me.

“Thank you, my beloved sister.”

“Hah, you’re doing the dishes tonight.” She responded, chuckling.