Christopher...
"Coming!" She yells so I back away from the door a few steps. I hear someone coming towards the door then the locks turn.
Her eyes meet mine and I instantly get an eye roll as her hands cross over her chest. "What?" She asks and I swallow the lump in my throat.
"I came to apologize..." I whisper softly as my clammy hands rub against one another.
"I don't need your apology Christopher." She spits before turning her gaze away from me.
"Please Robyn... I want you to know that it truly wasn't me. Look at me please." I place my fingers under her chin lightly as a way to get to her look at me. Her green eyes shift and peer back into my brown ones. "I'd never do that to you... you've given me no reason to be so cold. Why don't you believe me?" I ask and she just continues to stare at me. "Say something." I whisperer as I step closer to her.
"I didn't think I'd be hurt like this again..." She says softly and my hand cups her small waist. "I've dealt with betrayal before and I didn't think I'd have to feel like this again." She says as her eyes search my own.
"I made a stupid mistake in telling Trey what you and me had. I didn't expect him to send it out to the whole senior class... he was my friend at one time... I didn't think he would stoop so low." My voice is now low and deep as we continue to stare at each other.
"I could've told you that." She scoffs before flipping her flat ironed hair from her face. "He's a dick and always has been. That's why we didn't stay together. He was to controlling and all around an asshole. I could never please him and I just didn't know why, what was I doing wrong?" She asks more herself than me."Nothing... I think he's just not capable of having a girlfriend." I say and she raises her brows.
"What do you mean?" She asks and I shake my head.
"I just don't think he's worthy enough for one." I say softly and she grabs the bottom of my shirt. She tugs lightly, pulling me closer to her and my breathing becomes unsteady. "I'm sorry..." I whisper against her lips as her hands begin to roam up my chest.
"Me too..." She says before letting her eyes draw me in deeper.
"For what?" I asks as her hands now cup my cheeks. The pads of her thumbs stroke my cheekbones before she answers me.
"For not believing you." Her voice runs through my ears once she stops stroking my face. I don't say anything, just stare at her as she does me. "What are you?" She asks suddenly and I furrow my brows. I move my face away from hers a little so I can get a full look at her face.
"What? What do you mean?" I question and she pulls us into the house. The door shuts softly behind me and she begins to remove my jacket.
"What's your sexuality?" She responds softly as she hangs my jacket on the coat rack behind us.
"I'm... pansexual." I say and she grabs my hand and leads me up the steps.
"So... you just... like what you like?" She leads us up the steps as she asks me another question. I let out a 'mhm' and she nods without looking back at me. "My parents aren't home... we can hang out in my room for a little while." She suggests but I can tell what she truly wants."What about Rakim... do you like him?" She asks as she climbs into her bed. I push her bedroom door closed and follow behind her.
"I don't know." I respond honestly. She twists up her lips and tilts her head slightly.
"He likes you... a lot." She giggles and I kneel on the bottom of her bed.
"I feel like I've blew my chances with him." I say softly before crawling between her legs. She spreads them and I rest my body against hers.
"Just talk to him... he's stubbornshe but I bet he'd let you talk. He just wants you to be you with him... we both do." She admits and I sigh deeply.
"I'm trying to be more open... it's hard just letting people in." I mumble as she wraps her arms around my neck. She pulls lightly causing my face to draw closer to hers.
"I know... but you know me and Rakim are here for you... we don't ever judge." She whispers as her soft lips graze my own.
"Promise?" I whisper and her hands grip the bottom of my shirt.
"I promise." She smiles before our lips connect. My eyes flutter closed and I rest my hands on each side of her head as the kiss deepens. Her legs trap me in, wrapping around my waist and she used the balls of her feet to press into my back. My hips move forward, pressing into her own as she releases a soft moan. "I'm not even going to lie..." She pauses to kiss me some more. "I was hoping you'd come..." Once more. "I knew the make up would be beautiful." She breathes out into my mouth and I swallow down her words.My shirt has been tossed behind me and my hands are finding their way up her soft legs. Her tongue pushes into my mouth and I don't even attempt to fight it. I allow it to explore as her small hands fumble with my belt buckle. Once she gets it undone she tosses it somewhere with my shirt and eagerly tries to get my pants down. The kiss becomes hot, aggressive almost as we begin to shed all clothing. There's a pile of our clothes on the floor by the time we're finished undressing and we're already hot and sweating.
"Chris..." She moans out as my lips attach themselves to her neck. I suck harshly, creating a hickey as I guide myself into her. Once I bottom out I hold myself there for a moment and clench my eyes shut.
"It's so tight." I groan and she lets out a shallow moan. Her breathing is unsteady and her pointed nails begin to dig themselves into my back. "Fuck Robyn... you ready?" I question and she tangles one of her hands in my hair.
"Yes..." She hisses and I burry my head into her neck. My hips raise slowly and I bring them down with force. She gasps and tugs at my hair as I slowly pick up a rhythm. Her moans mix with my moans making a chorus of our sounds echo through the room as he moonlight shines in.
"Damn Robyn..." I moan out and sink my teeth into her neck. Her legs spread wider causing me to sink deeper.
"You feel so good!" Cries out as my pumps begin to get faster. The sound of our skin clapping together sounds through my ears as I feel our bodies come closer to orgasm. Time flies past and we're a sweaty wreck by the time we've finished."When will your parents be back?" I question softly and turn my head to look at her. Her eyes look tired, I can tell by the way they're fluttering open and shut. She gazes up at me weakly before blinking softly.
"I have no idea... maybe tomorrow morning." She whispers and rests her head on my chest. I wrap one of my arms around her waist and nuzzle my nose into her hair.
"Is your door locked?" I ask, I didn't want to get caught up in her bed by her parents. She nods and lets out a 'mhm' and I can tell she's just about asleep. I smile softly to myself before allowing my own eyes to close. Her soft snores soothe me as my hand slowly rubs her back up and down. My breathing slowly and soon enough I'm knocked out right with her.
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Suicide Note
Teen FictionMy name was Christopher Brown... this is how his letter began. No one knew what his life held and what happened behind closed doors.