Motorcycle Girl

Chapter 24: Liar

Chapter 24: Liar

Nathan

We fell asleep and I woke up with my arms wrapped around her. It was weird to feel her chest rise and fall. I loved it.

Still, I had to pee so I snuck out of bed and went pee.

Harper was passed out on the couch. I covered her with a blanket because she didn't have one, and now I'm in the kitchen making breakfast. It's around nine so everyone should be waking up soon. I'm digging around for the salt container because the salt shaker is empty.

When I find it and turn around, I almost jump when I see Brenda sitting on the island in nothing but Mason's shirt.

"Where are your pants?" I ask, wrinkling my nose.

She shrugs and flicks her blonde hair over her shoulders.

"Are you and Odeletta official?" She asks.

"Yes." I say, narrowing my eyes at her. "Why?"

She shrugs.

"When I told you to get a girlfriend, I didn't mean her." She pouts.

"I-" I cut off. "I really couldn't care less."

She scowls.

And then puts her hand on my bare chest.

I step back.

"What are you doing? Stop." I say, disgusted.

"Nothing." She mumbles.

I move away from her, on the other side of the kitchen, and top the plastic bottom from the salt shaker, covering the holes with my thumb, I refill it and put the cover back on.

I set it on the counter and turn to put the salt container back in the cabinet but Brenda is standing next to me.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

And then she grabs me and pulls my lips on hers.

I hear a sharp intake of breath and shove her off of me, a bit harder than I intended, and she stumbles back. I catch her hand before she can fall to the ground, letting out a sharp breath of air.

I open my mouth to cuss her out, but Mason speaks up.

"What the fuck!" He exclaims. I look up to see him and Odeletta standing there, having just woken up. And they look pissed.

"It's not what it looks like." I say.

"You fucking dick!" He shouts at me. "Your girlfriend was in the next room! We've been best friends since second grade!" Harper is awake now, practically stumbling over the blanket I put on her, walking up next to Odeletta with her eyes half open, confused.

"Mason," I begin as he advances towards me.

"He practically forced me into it!" Brenda says.

"Are you kidding-"

I'm cut off with the feeling of Mason's hand connecting to my face, and then he draws back and does it again.

My arms are shaking in rage, but I don't swing back, I just stand there, breathing hard.

"You are such a fucking dick." Mason hisses at me.

"He made me!" Brenda whines.

"I don't believe you!" He seethes. "You two assholes were probably fucking in the background all the time! You're here all the time when I'm not home! Which is why you get all giggly when he crossed the hall without a shirt! You were practically killing Odeletta with your eyes yesterday when he was asking her out! How long has this been going on?"