Your Teeth In My Neck

Writings on the Wall

Campbell ran his hands through Maggie's hair as she slept with her head in his lap on the bus the next day. Everyone else was still wide awake and chatting eagerly amongst themselves but when she showed up that morning she had looked exhausted. He hadn't gone over to her house when his parents fell asleep, not that they minded or noticed when he didn't bother waiting, and had instead spent the night alone organizing and packing away his new pill supply. Maggie's mother was a godsend when it came to making a little extra cash and he siphoned from her medicine cabinet every now and then. He was careful that the doses went unmissed though, since one overdraw the summer before had resulted in a sprained wrist for his girlfriend. He hated when other people touched her. Even the innocent physical gestures the kids at school made, he felt like they were spreading some kind of infection and it made his skin crawl with disgust. He was methodical in his obsession with slowly separating her from them. Taking away the strings that tied her to them one by one. The sports teams were the easiest. Maggie had never really liked all those group athletics. They just gave her ample excuse to be out of the house while her father was overseas. But he let her keep cheerleading. He liked fucking her after practice while she still wore the uniform. The committees, on the other hand, were another thing. 

"C'mon baby, it keeps you too busy." It was about four months into their relationship and school had just resumed. The late august heat had far from gone with the month and they had driven up to a secluded part of the river to swim. His body was sheathing hers atop the towel and Maggie just stared up at him and shrugged. They hadn't slept together yet, Campbell thought she was still too young and delicate and he needed to ease her into it. Sometimes he asked her just to play with herself while he watched and jerked himself off, but even that made her cheeks turn bright pink and though she did everything exactly as he instructed he knew she couldn't come yet with him watching. Maggie preferred when he wanted her to go down on him so she could hide how embarrassed she was by her own arousal and inexperience.

"I don't mind." She said and reached up to resume making out but he pushed her back down and placed little teasing kisses on her neck . 

"Wouldn't you rather be doing this instead?" He asked softly into her ear and she giggled. Tickled by his breath. 

"Well I can't do this all the time Campbell." She relaxed and let her eyes flutter shut. Enjoying the sun on her face.

"Why not?" His hands roamed her upper body freely. She sighed and didn't bother to respond, "Hey." He grabbed her face roughly with one hand and her eyes shot open, "Look at me when I'm talking to you." His fingers bit into her skin painfully and she nodded automatically.

"I'm sorry." Maggie said. He released her and rolled off her to lie on his back with a scowl. She swallowed and turned to press herself into his side. Her hand traced the contours of his chest, "I'd rather be with you." She whispered, "But I made commitments, and it looks good on my applications." She paused, a memory bringing a small smile to her face, "My dad always says I could take over the place if I put my mind to it." 

"You could." 

She laughed and his head lulled to the side to take her in. She was fucking beautiful, "No, he's wrong." Maggie met his gaze, "You're the one who will have anyone under your thumb one day. And I'll be the girl standing beside you." 

The bus came to an abrupt halt. Rock slide, the road is closed, you're back home. Maggie straightened up as the lights came back on and Campbell kissed her on the temple, "Stay at mine tonight?" He asked and she nodded groggily. They got off the bus to no audience and nothing but unanswered calls. An eerie confusion overtook the crowd.

"Well, I'm going home." Campbell announced and grabbed her hand. Sam signed something but his brother shrugged him off with a chuckle. Maggie smiled innocently and waved as she was dragged along. She didn't bother trying to call her mother, she already knew it would go straight to voicemail, "This fucking sucks." Campbell put his arm around her and tugged her close to his chest as they walked, "Hopefully dear mom and dad are fast asleep." 

Maggie's eyes brightened suddenly and she spoke excitedly, "My dad stored all this military grade camping stuff in our shed, we could get it, drive out somewhere and have our own fieldtrip." She reached up on her tiptoes and kissed him quickly, "Just you and me." He looked down at her hungrily before pushing her off the road and on to the front lawn of the house they were passing. 

"Or I could just fuck you right here."

 Her heart fell.

"Is it always about fucking  Campbell?" She spat. Maggie got up and pushed by him. He grit his teeth but the romanticism in her eyes he had extinguished in an instant was the force that  calmed him. She had just wanted to be with him, alone. He got up and caught up to her, stationing himself in front of her.

"I'm sorry, I got carried away." He tilted his head to the side, "Let's do that this weekend ok baby? Wherever you want. For now, just go to bed with me. I love you." She smiled a little reluctantly and when he kissed her, her arms flew around his neck by their own volition. 

Then their phones beeped in synchronicity.