I was currently in my room searching for a bathing suit. I wasn't chubby anymore, I had absolutely no fat. I was pure skin and muscle, and yet I was still self-concious.
After years of being called a cow, a waste of space, a fatass, well it shouldn't surprise me how insecure I get. But there's even time's when I try not to eat, thinking that it would help me lose weight like it had before out in the woods.
Each and everytime I try, I get caught and growled at by either Elijah, Joel or Cliff. My weight is my blind spot according to them. I find myself shaking my head dismissively at the thought. "Aha." I say suddenly, reaching for the smooth fabric of my navy blue bikini. I wiggle my hips in victory, a smile printed on my face. I close the bathroom door behind me as I step onto the cool tiles of the floor. I slip the T-shirt over my head and slip on the bikini top. There was no design on it, just like the bikini bottoms I slipped on. I bundled my previous clothes in my hand and walk back into my room, throwing them on the bed and grabbing a towel. "You guys ready to go?" I ask, meeting them in the living room. There was loud wolf whistles and I blush, sitting beside Elijah."Don't get too comfortable, we're about to head out. As soon as Rebekah gets here!" Joel yells the last part. I roll my eyes. "Nice. Who is she?" "She's just a friend of ours too. We all grew up together, attended the same pack school. She's nice too" Joel says. I had a feeling everyone from their pack would also be as nice as themselves. "Although I don't like her. She gets on my nerves too often." Joel added."Could you be any nicer to the girl? You're just mad because she beat your ass on her first try right?" I scowl at him. He scoffs. "She's a girl, of course I should be mad. I'm that childish." He says and it was his turn to roll his eyes. "I won't hesitate to hurt you if you're at all mean to her today." I smile at him . "Hey, be nice. He'll behave I'm sure." Cliff tells me, glaring at Joel and then grinning at me. I laugh shaking my head. Rebekah came downstairs in a bright red two piece bikini, and a black towel hanging from her arm. "Ready to go?" She smiled. The boys introduced me to her and she accepted my friendship at that instant. I ran up to her and linked arms. "Let's." I said and glared at Joel as they all stood up and followed us.
"No no no! Put me down!" I scream. And then the cold water splashes up and over my skin. I stood up gasping for air and smearing my eyes free of water. "Jerks." I shout and climbed up the muddy side of the lake and to the surface again. Cliff was laughing with Joel leaning on his shoulder, and Rebekah was laughing as well. I glared at the three of them.
I watched as Elijah swung on the long tight rope dangling from the tree and plundged into the water. As Cliff grabs Rebekah, her screaming away at him to let her go, I start to laugh. He throws her into the water, one of her arms tucked around her knees, the other was holding her nose as her blonde hair flies straight up in the air and she crashes into the water. I slowly step back and hide, creeping up behind them because using all my strength to chuck both Joel and Cliff in the water. It's a lot Hardee's using only one hand on each of them.
I snort, seeing heads pop up glaring. Rebekah still in the water, laughing just to their left. I ran and took a jump off the edge, landed close enough to them that they get a hide splash of water.It wasn't long before they wiped their eyes clear and started to splash me back. Smiling at Elijah, he lifted me onto his shoulders and I laugh, watching as Rebekah climbs on Joel. Cliff stood to our right, reffing the chicken fights. "Alright, one... two... three!"I was sitting on the grass when Rebekah came and sat down beside me. "Hey, having fun so far?" I bumped her shoulder. She laughs and smiles at me. "Yes. It's good to get out of the house, ya know?" She half frowned for a second. My brows furrowed.
"What's wrong?" I turn to face her better. She takes a sneak breath before saying, "I sorta found my mate." And I raise an eyebrow, "What do you mean sorta?" I ask. "I mean he hasn't realized it yet." She told me, frustration clear in her voice. My lips form an 'o' shape. "It's not like they'll be blind forever. They are bound to find out, something one person just discovers it before the other." I tell her and her eyebrows furrow. "Who is it anyways, why can't you just tell them?" I ask her. She looks at me with sad eyes. "Because it's Joel..." she trails off and I mumble "Oh shit," before I can stop myself. "Yeah. He practically hates me. Men don't take well to knowing their women are at all more successful than them... I guess I'm afraid he won't accept me." She tells me and I nod, understanding. "Don't worry. I promise you, Joel isn't like it." I assure her. "I have no way of knowing when he'll figure it out.That's got to be the worst part." She mutters and bump her shoulder again. "At least you know you've got some pretty good back up if anything goes to shit..." I admit and we both start to laugh, knowing just how true it really was. We turn to watch the boys.
They're climbing out of the water and up the rocks toward us, ear to ear grins on their faces and their hair soaking wet.Elijah met my eyes and gives me a wink. I quickly turn my head and stare out at the view.It was such a beautiful day."I couldn't do it," she whimpered in abject misery. "I couldn't do it. I'm so sorry I couldn't do it.""Shhh," I shushed her soothingly. "I know you tried your best."Bleary eyed, she turned to look up at me. "If I did, would it change the way you feel about me?"I gave her a reassuring smile and began to say the same thing I'd said to her last night. "I told you: I won't love you any le-"I stopped as I was suddenly seized with the sense that I was about to make a huge mistake. I remembered what Sam had said to me the last time I'd said those words, complaining that I wasn't listening.But I was listening now, and I realized that last night I'd gotten everything backwards. So instead, I tilted her face to look up at me and stated evenly, "Deep-throating me isn't going to make me love you more. I don't need you to do something like that... or even have sex with me... to try and make me think of you as 'my favorite'. You can't buy my love with a blowjob. I care a great deal about you a
I arched an eyebrow. "Never really thought of myself as 'gorgeous'.""Why do you think we've all been rubbing ourselves all over you for the past few years? It's not because you're ugly." Sam reached up and traced my cheek with her fingertips. "It's in your eyes, really. The intensity of your stare when you look at us with such... heat."I started to look at her with heat in my eyes, thinking about all the things I'd done to her last night... Thinking of all the things I could be doing to her right now. But I took a deep breath and forced myself to once again be patient, to think rationally instead of hormonally."But what changed?" I asked. "You've been attracted to me for a long time, you say. What was different about last night?"Sam sighed and stared back into her lap. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said quietly, "Maybe I should just go home.""Sam...""This wasn't a good idea.""You can't dodge this forever. And you don't have an excuse that you need to beat your pa
I nodded, and she nodded, and a long silence fell over both of us. We smiled at each other, unsure of what to say. And after the silence started to become a little awkward, only then did we seem to remember our nudity."I did NOT expect to have this conversation today," I finally said, a little embarrassed."Me neither. But..." She popped her eyebrows and gave me a hopeful smile. "I know this hasn't been the most 'uber sexy' conversation, but would it be too weird for me to say I'd still like to take another shot at this sex thing?"I raised my eyebrows. "You sure?""I don't want to go to bed tonight still a... Well I guess I'm not technically a virgin anymore, but I still don't feel like I've earned my woman card."I smiled but held up a finger. "You're letting me go down on you this time, no arguments.""Not arguing.""Maybe I shoulda bought some lube." I suddenly grimaced and rubbed my temple as if I could physically scrub away the thought that had just popped into my mind."What?"
Belle snorted and gave me a look of disbelief. "You really think I wanted all that? I love you, Matty, and I always will. But I never wanted a fancy romantic date. The six of us girls may be eagerly climbing all over your body exploring everything physical pleasure has to offer, but none of us is going to date you. The BTC will survive you fucking the shit out of Sam. The BTC will survive you having sex with me. It will NOT survive you becoming someone's actual boyfriend. I told you before: I'm not breaking up the BTC for us.""Then...?"Belle pulled my hands out of her shirt and sweatpants, twisted around in my embrace, and got to her knees. She leaned forward to kiss me gently before sitting back on her heels. And then she reached down to grab the hem of her t-shirt and swiftly whipped it over her head. Her bra had been dislodged, exposing her right boob, but she unclasped it and tossed it to join the shirt. And then she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her sweatpants and sta
"Yeah, I'll bet she was soooo torn up about it," Belle scoffed. "You know she DID say that one time it wouldn't be such a stretch for her to fuck you just so she could be your favorite.""I don't think that's what was going through her mind. I mean, I DID ask her why she did it, but she looked at the clock and said we had to hurry home.""Convenient."I sighed. "I thought so, too. She dodged the question. But at the same time, I genuinely believe that she doesn't know why she did it. It was an impulsive decision. Ten seconds earlier, she'd been bawling her eyes out over her inability to deep-throat me even though I told her it wasn't a big deal. Maybe having sex with me was her way of... making it up to me? Something like that."Belle looked at me skeptically. "She couldn't deep-throat you, so she figured she'd give you her pussy instead?""I know it sounds crazy, but it's the best explanation I've got."Belle pursed her lips and sighed, looking thoughtful. She started shaking her hea
"Language, please, Matthew," Mother interrupted.I sighed and tried again. "Why does everybody assume I have to be having sex with the girls to be friends with them? I'm NOT.""Well, you're apparently fucking Sam."I popped my eyebrows at Mother's use of the f-word. It told me she was dead serious. Or she was messing with me. I couldn't actually tell. Pursing my lips, I said defensively, "That's different.""Are you in love with her?""With Sam? No." I shook my head. "We're friends.""'Friends' don't spend three out of four nights alone together, having sex or... or whatever you two were doing to each other before tonight."I buried my face in my hands. "I canNOT believe I'm having this conversation with my mother.""Is she going to become your girlfriend?""No.""Do you intend to keep having sex with her?""I don't know! We didn't plan on last night happening! It just... I mean..." My shoulders sagged. "Things got out of control, annnnd we didn't really have time to talk about it bec