WishBone

Chapter 6

The talk of sex is brought up in this chapter so if you're sensitive to that kind of stuff then I advise you skip this chapter. It won't really effect the reading experience since it's kind of filler. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!

Chapter 6

The next day I didn't feel too good. My stomach felt funny and I had a headache the size of Mt. Everest. I barely remembered the events of last night, but I knew I had one too many drinks. I don't know why I even decided that I was going to get wasted. I'm not much of a drinker anyway it's not like I was going to turn out fine. Luckily for me, Carson was there to save me from drowning myself further. What a nightmare.

I checked the time and it was way passed the time I was supposed to be in school. Come to think it of it, I wasn't even in my bed. This wasn't my nice silk blanket. This blanket was fluffy and white. I hated white blankets. Where exactly was I when it was almost 12 in the afternoon? To be honest, I don't even remember getting here in the first place so what the heck.

In a state of confusion, the door opened and to my surprise, Carson walked through with a cup in hand. He was shirtless too so his six pack was exposed and I couldn't help but bite my lip in the process. All I wanted to do was take him down on this bed and have some fun with him. Not that I knew what I was doing, but it wouldn't hurt to try it out. Would he accept it is the question.

He smiled at me and climbed on the other side of the bed turning the T.v on. He was quite chirper today. Not that he wasn't always happy when he was around me, but today seemed a little different. It was strange.

I sat up next to him as he surfed through the channels. The nerves kicked in because I've never laid in bed with him before. This was my first time and he was half naked for crying out loud. So was I because I realized I didn't have any pants on, but this wasn't something I imagined doing already. Why did he always have to make me feel this way? It wasn't fair because I couldn't get him back. He wasn't as sensitive as I was when it came to feelings of love.

Then it hit me.

Since I would never express my true feelings for him, I thought I'd get things a little heated in here. It would just be a little harmless fun. I'm sure he wouldn't mind talking about it.

"Hey, Carson." I called out to him to get his attention.

He glanced at me then looked back at the t.v. "Sup, babe?"

My palms got sweaty trying to talk about this and it didn't help that he was calling me babe. Actually, he's been calling me that a lot. If he kept it up I wouldn't be able to contain myself. It was something about him saying that, that made me fall in love with it.

I took a deep breath and slapped some confidence into my body. "Well, you've been away for so long and I mean, we're in high school. It's our senior year." I started rambling and he looked at me like he wanted me to get to the point. "Have you, um, done it yet?" I came right out and asked.

It took him a minute to process that. I know it was sudden, but we needed something to talk about. It's not like we were strangers and I was asking him this kind of question. We've been friends all our lives. We had a right to share these kind of things with each other. Maybe it's not what girl and guy friends talk about, but when were we ever to follow the norms of society? Uh, never. We had a different kind of relationship where we could talk about anything we wanted to and not get weirded out about it.

He put the remote down and sat up as well. It seems I caught his attention with this topic as I was trying to do so in the first place. Now, did I really want to hear his answer to this question? Probably not, but it's still good to know.