Just Kids

THIRTEEN

My mind drew a complete blank as Luke walked over to me, a weird look on his face.

"You were in there for a long time. You okay?" he asked, bending down to level with my eyes.

I looked up at him, a deceiving look on my face. How do I say 'I cheated you' lightly? But there is no way that I can tell him. We're practically together and the fact that I just gave in to a kiss from Jake, means that I cheated.

"I'm fine," I mumbled, tears forming in my eyes.

He put both of his hands on my shoulders. "Babe, do you want to talk about it?" he asked.

Babe? Shit, he does consider us a couple. How in the fucking world would I let this happen?!

I'm going to shoot myself. This damn cheating shit is going to haunt me forever, even if me and Luke don't last.

I shook my head and shoved my face into his chest. He rubbed my back soothingly and rested his chin on my head.

I sobbed for what felt like hours in his arms. He was a super sweet guy and I hate to put him through this. Even if he doesn't know, I still do, and so does Jake.

"Let's go watch a movie or something," he whispered in my ear.

I nodded in his chest and he carried me to the living room. He set me down on the now folded out couch and kneeled down next to the DVD player.

"What do you want to watch?" he asked, looking back at me.

"You can pick, just nothing scary," I said, curling into the blankets set out for him.

"Alright. How about Step Brothers?"

I nodded. That movie will probably lighten my mood. Oh, who am I kidding? It definitely will.

He pushed it in and climbed up next to me, pulling the blankets over him. I curled up into him, much like how me and Jake would cuddle, but more comforting.

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"Christina Ann Kline," my mom whisper-yelled.

Shit, where am I?

I looked around, then looking into her eyes. "What?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.

"Why are you and Luke sleeping together?!"

"I must have fell asleep. Don't worry, We didn't do anything. Would be hard to in this house anyway," I joked.

She gave me a don't-you-dare-joke-around-like-that look, which made me sink into the foldout bed.

Luke mumbled something, but opened his eyes, rubbing them. His bright blue eyes looked at me, then mom. He sat up quickly and had wide eyes as he looked at her.

"Ms. Kline, I'm so sorry-"

"Save it. I already know that nothing happened. But I thought I told you-"

"You told me that he had to sleep on the couch, you said nothing about me not being able to sleep down here with him." I said, interrupting her as she interrupted Luke.

I crossed my arms and gave her a I-found-a-loophole look. She finally gave up and walked out of the living room, grumbling under her breath.

I turned to Luke and gave him a heartwarming smile. He wrapped his arms around me and started kissing my neck. I giggled, but was interrupted by the sound of Jake clearing his throat.

I snapped my head up and looked in his direction. He was in his boxers and his hair was ruffled. He looked extremely tired.

"Can we keep it PG-13, please. Because I think I just threw up in my mouth," he said, squinting.