Chasing The Lies

Chapter 4

"If you wanna scream yeaaaaaah! Tell me and I can take you there! Ahhyouuuuu baby, baby. Ohh baby, baby. Ahhhyouuuu baby, baby!"

I pranced around the shower scrubbing out the shampoo from my hair while singing my favorite song of the week. Gabbing the wash rag in the shower I put some soap onto it and started to scrub away. Even though it was men’s body wash it didn't matter to me, as long as I was clean every thing was good. With the last of the soap off my body I twisted the shower knob and stepped out of the shower. When I had left my home I hadn't taken much because I didn't want any one to suspect I was leaving so I only brought the essentials. I took out my favorite pink brush and tugged it through my soaking, tangled hair and yelped a little when I reached a big knot.

"Come on! Come out you stupid knot!"

Squeezing my eyes shut I took in a huge breath and ripped the brush through my hair suppressing the swear words that wanted to leak through my lips at the pain. Brushing the rest of my hair, thankfully with out any more knots hidden in it, I took the huge t-shirt and boxers Spencer had given me before I got a shower. After slipping them on I wondered out into the hall and followed the noise of the tv to the living room where Spencer sat stuffing his face with popcorn. I laughed at the fact that we just ate like an hour ago and there he was feeding his bottomless pit of a stomach again. Jumping over the back of the couch I landed awkwardly with my face really close to Spencer’s crotch. I pushed my self off of him and hid my face behind my hair so it would hide the furious blush that was spreading across my face.

"I know I'm hot Kota but I think your a little too eager there."

I shoved him hard while still hiding my face and successfully pushed him off the coach. If he were actually paying attention and not laughing I would have never been able to do that but luckily for me he was laughing so hard his face was turning red. I moved my attention from the still red faced laughing baboon of a boy on the floor to the tv.

"I was feeling done in. Couldn't win. I've never felt like this before."

Instantly recognizing the song. I squealed in excitement and got up off the coach to dance along with one of my favorite songs of all time.

"I wasn't much for getting into heavy petting. It only leads to trouble, and seat wetting."

I pet Spencer’s hair at that part and realized he had stopped laughing and was watching me instead. Winking at him I continued.

"Toucha toucha toucha touch me! I wanna feel dirty! Thrill me chill me fulfill me, creature of the night."

I ran my hands up and down my body making the hem of my shirt rise up. I danced until the song was over and dropped down on the floor after the song was done, slightly out of breath from dancing so long. Laying on the floor like a star fish I looked over at Spencer to see his mouth slightly open and a pillow over his lap that wasn't there before. It kinda looked silly just being there on his lap for no apparently reason.

"Take that pillow off your lap you look weird."

I reached for the pillow and Spencer grabbed onto my wrist before I could touch it.

"Let me move it! Its bothering me!"

"That wouldn't be a good idea right now, baby girl."

His voice came out low and held a hint of something I couldn't make out. His eyes were trained on my face and they looked slightly clouded over. What the heck was wrong with him? I tugged my hand back and climbed back on the couch.

"Fine what ever but I wanna watch this movie and then we can go shopping."

Spencer nodded and shifted the pillow a little so when he got up it was covering his crotch. Why does he keep doing that?