Mirrors

Chapter 3: Nick

April 22, 2016

"You are a naughty, naughty girl" says the blonde beauty on my computer screen to the naked brunette the good part is just about to start but I'm so close already and...

"Nick!" My mom shouts from the other side of my bedroom door, "I have your laundry."

I quickly fumble for a tissue and look around for where I left my pants, "uh okay m-mom just leave it out there, I'll uh... I'll get it later!"

She begins to open the door, "don't be silly I'll just..."

We both stop moving. The laundry basket drops to the floor along with her jaw at the sight of her son with no pants on, the porn on the computer, and the sticky tissues all over the room.

"Um..." I say and grab a blanket to cover myself, "mom? Could you uh... Leave?"

She nods rapidly and backs out of the room slamming the door along the way.

"Fuck!" I yell when I know she's out of hearing distance.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK!!!"

I pull some boxers and jeans out of the laundry she brought in and clean up the computer desk.

"I gotta get outta here." I say to myself and grab the telephone.

After the third ring Micah answers with, "why hello totally platonic best friend."

I fall back on my bed, "hey babe so my mom caught me doing... Stuff and uh I have to get out of the house so uh can I come over?"

She begins to laugh hysterically, "oh my god seriously?! I wish I could've seen! That is the best!"

I cock my eyebrow even though she can't see me, "I mean if you wanna see then I can always--"

"Ew no!" She says even though she's still laughing, "how many times do I have to tell you you're not--"

I deadpan, "I'm not your type because you're asexual and I'm a pervert so it just wouldn't work, yeah yeah I know but you're still sexy so can't blame a guy for trying."

I can practically hear her rolling her eyes, "yeah whatever just get over here already loser."

With that she hangs up.

I grab my phone and keys and run downstairs avoiding any and all eye contact with my mother, "going to Micah's!" I yell before I slam the front door behind me.

Micah doesn't live far so the drive is short which is too bad because my favorite song started playing (Diary of Jane by Breaking Benjamin) just in time for me to pull into her driveway.

I've known Micah since pre K so I just barge in without knocking.

"Honey I'm home!" I shout and barrel my way upstairs.

When I get to her room she's starring at herself in the mirror, scratching her face pretty intensely.

I sit down on her bed, "you know that could kill you right?" I point out.

"What will?" She asks, "scratching all my skin off? Probably."

I scoff, "funny. No looking at your reflection, don't you watch the news? They're out to get us."

I lie back as she begins to turn and face me, i close my eyes.

I feel a weight on top of me and lips on my neck.

"Well well." I say trying to hide my shock... And my boner, "look who finally can around. I knew you couldn't resist me forever."

She begins to bite my neck.