The Talk

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The best possible way to wake up is the smell of bacon. It instantly wakes me up that followed by this banging headache I have. I'm awake but my body on the other hand isn't. I throw the covers back and slide one foot off of the bed at a time. I take one look in the mirror and it shows me something I already know.. I look rough. No amount of make-up would make me look better at this point so I just walk away from the mirror. Following the wonderful smell down the hallway, I couldn't help but think what on earth I was doing. In a house...with a guy...no parents.

"Look what the cat dragged in." Said Conner with a smile.

"Someone put up a hell of a fight. You look rough Brook." Blade said while walking passed me to an empty chair.

Ignoring Blade, I looked passed him to find Abby still fast asleep on the couch.

"Did you two sleep on the couch." Conner asked while flipping eggs.

"Ha, yeah right my ass isn't sleeping on a couch when I have a bed."

"Jerk, you made her fall asleep on the couch alone." I was so mad I was sure heat was steaming off my face.

"Woah, sweetheart calm down. I got her up this morning and she had a headache so I gave her medicine and told her to lay down on the couch til breakfast is ready"

"Oh." I smiled. How could I be so wrong about two guys. Yes Blade plays girls, but no wonder all the girls he played don't hate him. He was sweet under that whole bad boy act he likes to put off.

"See I could have been nice to the both of you if you would have just joined me last night. Instead you slept in a bed alone." Turning to Conner. "Geez man you could have at least gave her a tease."

Everything I said was a lie he isn't sweet, he is a complete asshole.

"Blade, dude I'm not playing you can joke around with any girl but leave Brooks name the heck out of it."

After hearing Conner take up for me it felt good but all I wanted right now was to be in my own bed an PJs.

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12:30

Conner dropped Abby off first and the rest of the car ride was quiet. I was beginning to think him being nice to me wasn't leading to anything. As if you only let me stay at his house so that his brother so that his brother would get lucky with my best friend.

Pulling into my driveway. I realized no one was home which was great considering I won't have to explain why I'm wearing guy clothes.

"I had fun Brook, hopefully when I get back from drill we can hang out again."

"I didn't know you was in the army. When do you leave."

"Tomorrow at 5:30. I'll be gone for 2 weeks."

I don't know why, but my heart literally skipped a beat. I ached on the inside as if someone I love is about to leave me. But I don't love him, I hardly even knew him. Yet, I still have this sick feeling inside. He must of could tell by the look on my face.

"Brook, listen I'll text you and call you. If I could stay I would because I really want know more about you."

I nodded and he kissed my forehead. Walking inside nothing felt the same. How could I be sad over a guy I just met. This is why I don't party, this is why I don't date because exactly feared would happen is happening.

A shower that's what I need to get out of his clothes and change into my own. Who knows I may even work out. I say that to make myself feel better but it doesn't help because I know the only working out I'll be doing is my fingers to the remote and my hand in the chips.

Ah finally my own soft bed. I've needed this its like therapy and the reality TV is my drug. Something about watching how other people lived and seeing their problems made me worry less about mine and more about theirs. That was until my phone went off saying I had a text from Conner.

Hey you forgot your dress.

Crap really? Guess I was in a hurry

Its okay want me to swing it by after school?

Yeah can you meet me at the school?

Yes.

I didn't know what to text back so I threw my phone at the end of the bed. Out of sight out of mind. That was until one serious question popped into my mind. How old is Conner? I know Blade is 19 but if Conner is his brother how old is he.

Hey Conner I have a question..

Well ask :)

I just realized I forgot to ask you something.. Um how old are you?

Lmao 21 and u?

Oh and I just turned 18

Okay well I'm going to go pack and text you when I'm done.

He isn't that old but he would be the oldest guy I have ever dated. Maybe that's a good thing. Everyone my age is all about sex and not wanting to settle. It might work for some people, but I've always been quiet the opposite. Cuddling, watching movies, and eating junk food sounds much more appealing to me then a party and random people.

My stomach growled ruining my train of thought. After hearing Conner and Blade argue back and forth, I was ready to go home. So I skipped eating at his house and boy was I feeling it now. I ran down the hall and down stairs. Sliding on the hard floor as I reached the kitchen. Lucky for me my mom always makes enough for left overs. So I'm having tacos and rice.

The food was amazing, but as soon as I put the plate in the sink I heard the door knob twist. It could only mean one thing.. I had some explaining to do.

"Brook did you have fun at Abby's?" Mom said while setting the grocery's down.

"Yes ma'am. It was nice having a girls night its been awhile."

"Mom, I'm having a couple of friends over tonight." Ryan was my older brother. He should have moved out already, but he is your typical lazy, douche.

"Don't be to loud Brook has school tomorrow and how many friends?"

"About 7, but we will be down stairs watching movies."

"Alright well I'm serious don't be loud and I get to give everyone the talk." My mom gives Ryan freedom. I mean he is 23, but no matter how old he is my mom still has to give his friends the talk whenever any girls are around.

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