Solecism || Corbyn Besson

7

My hands lay in my lap awkwardly while I stared at my feet. The couch felt stiff underneath me and I just wanted the ground to swallow me whole. The boys all lay around me in the lounge room, waiting for my answer.

"I...I already told you what happened," I stuttered, still staring at my feet.
"Cmon Amelia, that isn't a proper answer and you know it," Jack said growing inpatient.
"It's okay baby, just tell us what happened, from the beginning," Corbyn said soothingly, caressing my knee with his smooth hand.
"Yea Amelia, tell us what happened," Daniel said through his teeth, a slight grin played on his lips and that scared me more than anything.

If i didn't do what he wanted I knew he would tell the boys everything. But I couldn't confess to last night, it would ruin everything.

"I was walking, and...and someone came up to me with a knife, they told me to... to strip and give them everything. I did as he told me to of course. I was so scared," my voice said shakily.
"How come you still have your phone then?" Daniel questioned, already knowing the answer.
"I... I... I dropped it when he came up to me... cause I was so scared... he didn't notice so I picked it up when he left," I lied.
"I'm so sorry this happened to you baby," Corbyn frowned, a tear slipping from his left eye.

"How did you get Amelia's clothes?" Zach pointed to the bundle of clothes in Daniel's arms.

It felt like the silence was never ending. We all stared at Daniel in suspense. Something sparked in Daniel's eyes and he started to speak, "I tackled the guy who stole Amelia's belongings, I didn't want to say anything cause I was trying to be humble but yea I caught him. I ran up behind him and BOOM! I smashed into him, punching him left and right," Daniels imitated the punches he supposedly gave, "I came at just the right time, by the time I got him though Amelia had already run off so I didn't have a chance to bring her home or see if she was okay." The lies flowed off his tongue far too easily.

I looked around the room to see that the rest of the boys all believed him. Corbyn was scowling at his words but despite his current hatred towards Daniel, thanked him.

Great. Now Daniel looked like the good guy.

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The following hours were spent sitting around in our pyjamas watching movies and eating pizza and garlic bread that Jack had ordered. The tension in the room had remained very much alive, mainly between Daniel, Corbyn and I. Every now and again I would glance at Daniel and catch him already staring at me, but he didn't look away. I would then allow my eyes to drift over to Corbyn to find that he was looking at Daniel too, yet a little more subtlety. He definitely knew something was up but it was as if he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

I tried so hard to focus on whichever Harry Potter movie Jonah had chosen but the stare that I received from Daniel was burning holes in my skin and wouldn't allow me to concentrate on anything. In an attempt to distract myself from the distracting, I cuddled into Corbyn, his muscular arm pulling me in tighter. His hand rested on my thigh at the tip of my silk pyjama shorts and stroked my skin, resulting in goose bumps to splatter themselves across my arms and legs. I met his striking blue eyes looking down on me, containing so much visible love for me, it made my heart do cartwheels inside my chest. Something kind of switched in Corbyn's eyes so suddenly, his mood drastically changed but not in a bad way. A seductive wink escaped from his left eye as he now held my thigh firmly.

Leaning down to be level with my ear, Corbyn whispered, "I missed you so much last night, did you want to follow me up to my room so I can show you how much I missed you?"

Goose bumps played games across my whole body but I could not resist, without any hesitation, I lifted from the couch and followed closely behind Corbyn to his room. I shut the door quietly and as I turned back around to face the love of my life, he lunged at me. His arms tangled around my waist and his lips rediscovering everything I had to offer. I pulled his head in closer to my neck as he left a trail of love bites from my jaw line to my collar bone. I slipped the silk singlet off my shoulders with ease, exposing the top of my body to him. Corbyn allowed a moment to take in everything, he bit his lip as he did so.

"I'm so damn lucky to have you," he whispered as we stood chest to chest in the middle of his dimly lit bedroom, "I love you more than anything."
"Show me how much you love me," I whispered while tugging at his shirt.

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