Flipped (L.T.)

Chapter 27: Taking Advantage

Marilyn leads me to one of the older classrooms that are used for storage. I can feel the tension growing as she closes the door, locking it behind her. I've almost forgotten about the pizza, too distracted by the events that may happen next. I'm starting to second-guess my previous theory. I don't see how messing with Marilyn would help me in the long run. I know it'd make Eliza mad but in the end, I'd still be stuck with her. Is it really worth it?

Marilyn begins unbuttoning her blouse, stopping just before the trim of lace hiding underneath. When she reaches me, she takes me by the collar, pulling me down to her hungry lips.

Its just as I remember. She still has that horrible taste of gloss on her lips and just as heated and sloppy as ever. Marilyn has always forced her affections on me and I just took it. How did I ever find pleasure in this? Yeah, shes experienced and her energy is overwhelming but wheres the emotion? The passion thats supposed to be there? Its nothing like when I kissed Eliza. With her, it was like time itself stopped and we were left alone in an eternal bond. With Eliza it was like our lips were molded for each other and had some unspoken truth between them. But here, it was just kissing. Hormonal, emotionless, lustful kissing. Its meaningless.

Marilyn suddenly pulls back, panting for air. Her lips are puffed and eyes wild. I cant decipher her mood. She looks flushed but composed at the same time.

"What is it?" She asks.

"Whats what?"

"Something's up with you. Now tell me." I look at her bewildered. "I know there must be somethin' wrong if you're coming to me of all people for a distraction." Was it that obvious?

"You're not just some distraction." I lie and tug her back towards me. She keeps me at arms length and holds a serious look.

"I'm serious Lou. You've hardly given me the time of day and now suddenly want me? Here I was finally movin' on, and you come runnin' to me and bring me right back to square one." She throws her arm up in defeat, trying to stifle her whiney voice. "And like the fool I am, I just become wrapped around your finger again."

I knew I was taking advantage of her feelings for me. It was no secret that she fancied me. I'm sure the whole school knows of her infatuation ever since we broke up; shes never been ashamed to say it. Why couldn't Eliza feel the same..

"Its her, isn't it? That damn Elly." She sniffs. "I hate 'er. I wish that stupid little shit was never-"

"Stop." I silence her before she can continue. I don't trust myself to stay calm if I hear her bad mouth Eliza. An aching, and irritating, piece within me won't allow it.

"But she-"

"I said, shut it!" I growl, quieting the wide eyed girl. "Sorry, I.. I just don't want to talk about.. her." Ugh, I didn't mean to yell like that. Whats wrong with me.

I feel Marilyn's hand remove mine thats covering my face. She takes them both, kissing them on the back and places them on her hips. I continue to watch as she moves her hands to my neck and pulls me to her.

"Its okay." She coos. "If you need to forget.. I'll help you." She whispers, kissing my neck.

"Marilyn, I.." I'm at a loss for words as she finds my sweet spot and sucks lightly before moving on.

"Can you promise me one thing?" She says, while working around my jaw. I hum in response. "Don't think of her while you're with me."

I nod.

"Promise?" She says again, a certain desperation in her voice.

"I promise." I tell her, not really knowing if I can keep it.