BrEakOut ThE RuLEz #2 Spanking Story

Chapter 6: Home Alone Pt. 2

Jill's POV

Home. Sweet home. I knew my brother would be out for hours, and Cath would be busy that day as well. She literally lives here lately and I kept wondering how long it'd be before they either get married or she gets pregnant. It was either one or the other in my eyes. My thought got roughly interrupted by Fred's smirk as he took a look around.

"The whole place to ourselves" Fred commented 'innocently' as he wandered around the empty house, curiously staring every little detail of it. "Too bad you won't have me" he added as an afterthought and I sensed the irony in his voice while he stared at me up and down.

"Yes. My loss" I said matching the tone he had with me and raised the bet with an eye rolling. He was quick to shrug off my acid gesture and continued completely unaffected to search through my house something of his interest.

He gave up soon enough and plopped himself down on the couch of the living room, so I followed him and sat down right next to him without saying a word for minutes.

Awkward silence. I knew we had escaped the beach to be alone just to get the other two jealous, but now that we were all alone what the hell were we supposed to do? I turned on the tv and prayed for the best while searching for something to watch randomly.

Eventually conversation started. It wasn't as hard to talk to Fred when we were alone. He was more open and lowered his guard just a bit to let me in. Not much of course, but at least we had found a topic. And of course ended up fighting about it.

"I really don't know why you think you're a better surfer than anyone. Sally could kick your ass" I commented bitterly to the boy next to me who showed himself indignant to the statement.

"Oh please. You guys always stay back, splashing in the shore while I go out for the real thing" Fred defended himself the way he could but truth was I had never actually saw him surf. I guess I never pay him that much attention anyways.

"Yeah, I wondered why you always get away from us. I had assumed it was because of me" I dropped casually on the table as I pushed my hair back to my ears.

"Nah, I like you I think. I just don't like crowds when I surf" Fred explained while scratching the back of his ear, always keeping his cool. Surprisingly it didn't come out in a douchebag kind of way.

"Sometimes I feel that way too. I wished Steve would let me go on my own. I loved it out there today. It's so peaceful" I felt safe enough to express my feelings with no fear of being judged. I never looked for Fred's approvement for anything, so it gave me some sort of relief.

"Well next time I'll show you how it's done. Just don't get in my way" he added in the end for good measure with an irritated tone of voice that made me see red. I hated being treated like a burden.

"Ugh there you go. You're such an asshole" I spat at him with the most hostile attitude I could muster.

"Ain't that why we're friends?" Fred asked evidently caught low guard by my aggressive response. I guess I did like the fact that I could be completely outfront with him. I didn't have to pretend to be nice because I couldn't care less of what he thought of me.

"Are we? I thought we just had a common enemy" I said in annoyance and instantly regretted it. It hadn't been such an asshole comment, I just wasn't in the mood for his irony. "Sorry. I didn't mean to be rude" I felt the necessity of offering an apology to the shocked boy right next to me.

"My heart is shattered" he commented bitterly and suddenly lifted his head to follow the stairs with his eyes with a curious expression. "What's upstairs anyways?" he asked without taking his eyes off the stair, more than likely mustering a plan I wouldn't like.