When The Lights Go Out

0.5

0.5 ~ Temptation

     Alec cocks his head and looks at my pouting face in confusion. He shakes his head, "What are you talking about?"

     I huff and break myself from his grip, "I heard rumors about you and Jessica sleeping together." I dust myself off and stumble a little, starting to feel the effects of the alcohol. Keep it together, Jade.

     He scoffs and looks up at the night sky, "Rumors are just rumors. They aren't true." I roll my eyes and spin on my heel, ready to walk away. He grabs my arm before I get too far. 

     "Let go of me," I shout, prying his hand from my arm. 

     He hits my hand away, "You're an idiot, Jade. I've been with you all day for the past two days." 

     I slap him across the face, "I'm not an idiot."

    I storm off into the street, wiping my eyes. I let out a yelp as I trip over a rock and my body comes crashing into the concrete. I hug my knees to my chest and weep silently. Through my blurred vision I see Alec throw his hands up in frustration. "I can see your whole ass,"

     "Go to hell!" I wail. He approaches me and scoops me up off the ground. I subconsciously wrap my arms around his neck and sob into his chest. He takes me over to his car and sets me in the front seat. I groan and take a swing at him, but he catches my arm and shakes his head. 

     "We're going home." He declares, tucking a piece of my hair behind my ear.

     I point to the front door of the house, "Asia's inside." He nods and disappears back into the house. 

     "Long time no fuck, Jade Bellamy." A mysterious man says, approaching the car. I squint my eyes at the figure and gasp when Peter comes into focus. I slam the door and lock it, staring at him wide eyed through the window. Not again. He scoffs and looks around before smashing his elbow in the glass. I jump and cover my hands with my face. I sigh in relief when the glass doesn't break. He pounds his elbow into the glass a couple more times before a hand wraps around his neck and slams his face into the glass, knocking him out instantly. I scream in fear as Peter slides down, out of my view. 

     Alec stands there, breathing heavily. I giggle and throw him a thumbs up. "You're my hero, Alec Martinez." I slur through the glass, shooting him an exaggerated wink. He looks at me dauntingly, but I just smile sheepishly in return. I gasp and bang on the glass with my fists when I see Asia strutting over to the car. "That's my best friend!" I point, showing Alec. He ignores me and puts Asia in the back seat. She immediately sprawls across the three seats, her face smashed against the leather. I jerk around in my seat and poke her lifeless body, to which she just groans. "Alec smashed Peters face against the window." 

     She takes a deep breath and sticks her thumb up. "That's wicked." She mumbles into the leather. Alec makes his way around the car and slides into the driver's seat before taking off. I look over and see his jaw clenched as he stares daggers at the road ahead of him. 

     I look around awkwardly, not knowing what to say. I smile when my eyes land on the lights on the roof of the car. I poke them, gasping in amazement are they come on. Alec flinches and swerves the car slightly. I poke it again, turning them off. I gasp even louder this time. I wonder what would happen if I- I click them on and off rapidly, causing a glare from Alec. My jaw drops, "This is the most amazing thing I've ever witnessed!"

     Alec smacks my hand away from the light and I pout, sinking into the seat. He grips the steering wheel harder, causing his knuckles to turn white. I giggle as I notice I am irritating him. I smile deviously as I lean over the center console towards him. I trail my hands down his chest, causing him to tense under my touch. He pushes the gas pedal down involuntarily and his breath hitches. I stop when I reach the hem of his jeans. I lick my lips running my fingers back and forth. He shakes his head and squeezes his eyes closed before grabbing my wrist, startling me. "You need to stop." He warns, glaring into my eyes. I sit back in my seat and scoff.

     I sarcastically solute him. "Yes sir," I mock. He shakes his head, staying quiet until we reach his house. I look around confused.

     "I thought you were dropping us off at my house?" 

     "Trust me," he begins pointing a finger between Asia and I, "your mom does not want to see this." 

     I shrug, "Fair enough."

     I stumble out of the car, holding onto the mirror to steady myself. Alec opens the back door and throws Asia over his shoulder. I bite my lip and drool a little as his muscles pop out of his shirt. Alec swings open the front door and sets Asia down on the couch.

      "Come on," I slur, pulling Alec up to his room. He groans and stumbles behind me. I close the door and spring onto his bed. I bounce up and down a little, noticing his eyes were not on my face. I giggle and unzip my dress, pulling it down to my waist. His eyes widen. I could tell he was unsure what to do. His eyes dart around the room uncomfortably. I wiggle my finger, motioning for him to come closer. He wearily approaches me, trying (but failing) to maintain eye contact. He gulps and looks down at me. "Kiss me," I tease.

     He leans down, placing his hands on either side of me. "I can't." He breaths out, licking his lips.

     "Why not?" I pout, my eyes flickering down to my exposed breasts. His eyes do the same and I smile in triumph. 

     He clears his throat and untenses, returning back to his normal stance. "You're drunk." Reminding me as if I forgot.

     I roll my eyes and cross my arms, "I would want to fuck you even If I was sober."

    "I guess you're right." He laughs. He throws me back against his bed, causing me to gasp in delight. He locks his eyes with mine while climbing on top of me. His breathing quickens as he runs a hand down the side of my body. He leans in to kiss me. Right before our lips touch, he groans and collapses next to me. The heat between my thighs vanish. "I can't. I don't want it to happen like this." He chokes out. 

     I stay quiet and stare at the ceiling, my chest rising and falling quickly. He pulls the blanket over us, turns off the lights, and shifts onto his side. I suddenly became aware of the unfortunately large gap of space between us. I gulp and hesitantly slide my hand over to his. I pause, waiting for a reaction. I hear him sigh as he locks his pinky finger with mine. 

     I smile, "Just one pinky."

     "Just one pinky." He confirms.