Twenty

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"What the hell happened to your face?" I asked when I walked into Sam's house.

"I tripped on a curb last night," he clarified.

"How the hell did you trip on a curb?" I asked Sam, trying my hardest not to laugh at him. He had wounds on the side of his face.

"I might have been a little bit drunk," he explained, failing to hold his laughter back, therefore causing me to start laughing at him too.

"I think it was more than a little drunk. I think you're a fucking idiot." We walked to his room and when we got there I sat on his bed and he joined me.

"But you still put up with me," he pointed out in a smart ass tone.

"Yeah why do I continue to do that?"

"Because you love me,' he kissed me.

"I don't want your bloody face all over me," I said laughing and pushed him away.

"It'll help take the pain away," he said, trying to talk me into it.

"Or not since, you know, I scratch."

"The scratching is like a reward, I know I did it right. This," he said pointing to the wounds, "is punishment."

I made a disgusted face and shook my head. "Like I said before, you're a fucking idiot. Why would you purposefully want scratches all over you?"

"Well I doubt you're going to stop scratching anytime soon so why stop having sex?"

I didn't even know how to respond to that, it was like he had thought this out before I had even come over. I opened my mouth to say something but was interrupted by feeling a sneeze coming. I was making a weird face until I finally sneezed.

"Oh my god. Was that a sneeze?" he asked, smiling at me.

"Yes," I said, confused.

"It was so soft and quiet. Like a kitten," he laughed.

"Glad my sneezed can entertain you."

"That's not the only thing about you that can entertain me, you know." I didn't figure this was going to end soon so I gave in.

I grabbed his face, avoiding his wounds, and pressed my lips against his. He seemed taken aback at first, not expecting me to give in so soon, but he relaxed a little. We pulled away and both took our shirts off, throwing them to the side. He unhooked my bra and threw it too the side, too. He started sucking on my neck, adding more marks from the last time. He started playing with my boobs, making a moan escape my mouth. He started moving from my neck to down my stomach, stopping at the top the waistband of my leggings, looking up and giving me a devious smile.

He started taking my leggings and underwear off when my phone started playing Sad by Bo Burnham, telling me that I had phone call. I winced as it started playing. I didn't really want to answer it right now but if I didn't we would have to listen to it ring the entire time. I wriggled away from Sam and grabbed my phone.

The caller ID said it was Zoe. I slid it and answered it.

"I'm a little busy," I said when I answered.

"Sorry, but mom and dad want you to come home. They think we should have family bonding," she said.

I looked at Sam over my shoulder and saw him staring at me.

"I'll be home later. I'm busy right now," I told her. I decided to put Sam first because I was still mad at my dad from the other day.

"What are you doing that's so important?" she asked.

"I can't tell you. Just don't question it," I said and hung up.

I silenced my phone and threw it on the ground again. I walked back to Sam and layed on the bed next to him. I kissed his neck.

"Where were we?"

***

"I'll see you later," I said, kissing Sam.

"I'm looking forward to then," he winked and slapped my ass as I turned to walk to my car.

I got in and started driving home.

When I got home I looked in the mirror, trying to fix my hair, even though that wouldn't help the hickeys I had on my neck.

"Yeah, they're going to kill me," I said to myself as I got out of the car.

I walked in and saw mom, dad, and Zoe sitting on the couch watching some movie I had never seen before.

"Look who finally joined us," my mom said when I walked into the living room.

"Lakyn," my dad started, but I cut him off.

"Please don't start. I don't want to be lectured right now," I said and he backed off. I sat down next to my mom, watching the movie.

***

Forty-five minutes later the movie was finally over and even after 45 minutes I had no idea what was going on.

"I went forty-five minutes without addressing the elephant in the room," my dad said. "Did you have sex before you came?"

"No I came while I was having sex," I said, causing my mom and Zoe to laugh, but causing my dad to get angrier.

"You're not as funny as you think you are," he said.

"Sorry I guess I just take after you. We both have a thing for sex and are bad at hiding it."

"Lakyn, calm down," Zoe said.

"Who was it? Jack Gilinsky?" he asked.

"No but that's none of your business, now is it?"

"Leave," he said.

"Gladly," I said, standing to walk to my room.

"Leave the house," he clarified.

I grabbed my keys and phone before walking out of the house to my car. I didn't know where I was going to go, I just started driving.

I ended up in Alaska's driveway, then at her door.

"Hey," she said, clearly surprised to see me standing there.

"I got kicked out," I said.

"How?" She let me in and we walked to her room.

I explained what had happened to her.

"You actually said that?" she said laughing.

"Yeah. I saw the opportunity and I took it."

"Your life is like a bad drama movie."

"I know right. I can't wait until I leave them."

"But what about Sam?" she asked.

"I don't even know. He's going to be gone a lot this summer and I don't know what he's doing after this summer."

"But you'll get to see Jack as often as you want," she nudged me. I just rolled my eyes.

"Are you actually 100% over him?" she asked, surprised.

"Yeah," I said. "I think I am." I hadn't seen him in over a month, other than the time a couple weeks ago Sam and I were FaceTiming and that didn't bother me, like it had before.

"You're moving up in the world."

"Yeah. I guess I am."

***

Hey guys, thanks for reading! Let me know what you think about this part/story.

Side note: I'm poor and can't buy Cold Hearted and I feel left out of everything now.

Anyway, thanks again

-Rianamays

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