Both of them shot their heads in my direction while I stared wide eyed at them. "Shit!" Caramel cussed. Her hand and knees were on the floor and he had been riding her from behind. The image was hilarious, I would have laughed if it was the right time to.
I turned around quickly and left them to get themselves in order. "I'm so sorry. Becca wanted me to get you guys downstairs so you both could help with planning for our parents' arrival." I gulped, explaining to them. "If you'd finish up faster, we will be downstairs." I said and turned to leave. I tried to catch a glimpse of Justine's manhood from the corner of my eyes but failed wholly at that.
I walked out of the bedroom and shut the door behind me. "I thought you said you had closed the door!" I heard Caramel scold him.
"I thought you had closed the door." He retorted in his defense. I shook my head at them and returned downstairs.
Becca was standing with her hand on her waist. Her eyes habitually flew up in my direction. "Where are they?" She wondered why I had come downstairs all by myself.
"They will be here soon," I smirked, "give them time to finish off with cleaning the bedroom.
She shrugged at my piece of information and went outside to see how well things had been put up.
*
The door knob was twisted and both my parents walked in. "Surprise!" All four of us yelled in their faces.
My mother gave a loud shriek and held on to my dad, who had flinched in response. My mother held her hand to her chest and heaved a sigh of relief. "You almost killed us!" She scolded with a wide smile, adjusting the glasses that sat on the bridge of her nose.
Becca, Caramel and I walked in their direction and spread our hands out at them receiving them both in a long lasting hug.
"You guys really haven't changed in a bit." My father commented. "And look, Justine is here." He acknowledged his presence. Both my parents loved Justine more than they did any boyfriend we'd ever had.
That was another reminder that I still had no chance when it came to being with the true love of my life. Everyone was so used to him being Caramel's jackpot.
"Welcome back Mr. and Mrs. Reign." He politely waved from where he stood on the dining table.
Sam had never been to my house and none of my family members had met him. He thought it was because I wasn't very proud of him but that was not the case. I didn't want them getting unnecessarily attached to him when he meant nothing but a form of distraction to me.
"I prepared all your favorite meals! God, it took a lot of energy but it was worth it." Becca beamed, leading them to the dining table like they were first time visitors.
"Where is your stuff?" Caramel pointed out, walking behind them then taking her seat beside them.
"It will be brought in. We had so much to carry that we had to request it was shipped down to the house." My mother said.
"That is interesting. Did you get me the Australian cooking guide like I had requested?" Becca's eyes went wide as she laid her question before them.
"You are an intending nurse Becca, aren't you a little distracted with kitchen activities?" My father teased her, filling his glass with water for his consumption.
"Oh please." She rolled her eyes in mockery at him.
"Yes, we got it." Mother laughed, looking up to Caramel to serve the food. "My goodness, I am famished, I haven't eaten a proper meal in a while. I really missed your cooking." I watched her drool as the bowl of soup was opened for her to consume.
Justine took the last seat on the dining table, all of them leaving me to stand. Our kitchen was specifically designed for a family of five, no extras.
"Let's dive in! I haven't eaten all morning." Caramel rolled her eyes to the back of her head in lust. I thought of the position she had been in when I had walked in on them both. It didn't suit her.
Becca and Caramel were the goody shoes in the family. They never seemed like the kind of girls to be involved in sexual activities.
I knew Caramel's relationship was too good to be sex free but I never thought of a picture of her having sex with Justine. All I ever imagined was me in his arms, while he rode me to a future of lust.
I didn't realize I was smiling like a clown until Caramel called my attention, "Ally? Are you okay?"
"Huh?" I wriggled my eyebrows and noticed how everyone had been staring at me. Justine inclusive.
"I'm fine, yeah." I scratched my hair and gave a nervous chuckle.
"There isn't enough space for you to sit and dine. I am so sorry for taking your seat." Justine stood to his feet. He must have thought that was the reason for my distraction.
I was quick to reject his offer. "Oh no, no, I'm totally fine. I'm not even that hungry." I sharply declined his offer.
"No come on, it's fine Ally." He stepped forward, drawing closer to me so he could help me take my seat. The way he called my name made me pause my breathing.
Not in front of the family.
My subconscious kept ringing in my head, reminding me to focus but I was too distracted by the worry he had on his face for me to even care about their presence. For all I cared, they could be in on my feelings.
"No seriously you are the guest here, you should take the seat." I argued, moving backwards a bit. I intentionally missed my step and screamed as I stumbled forward to fall.
Like I expected and wanted so bad, he caught me in his arms. I slung my arms around his neck and ignored the shocked gasp that came from Caramel.
I pulled away from Justine and cleared my throat. The family had their attention on me, and I almost laughed at how Justine looked like he had committed a crime.Caramel stood to her feet and hurried to stand by our sides. "Are you okay?" She asked me with doubting eyes, clutching Justine's hand in hers."I'm fine." I cleared my throat a second time."Since Justine is my guest. He can have my seat. It is fine, really." She said with a straight face and led him to where she had been seated."Nonsense, I'm more of family than guest, I really am not-" Justine started to say, trying to get Caramel to keep her seat until Becca cut him off."While you two are playing lovebirds, there is a stool in the living room and Ally can sit on it, since she was not fast enough to get a chair." She rolled her eyes and proceeded to grab the said stool from the living room."Becca is right. I
I looked away from him and pretended to listen to the professor who was still engrossed in calling out names. How could she have paired me with a man I was trying so bad to avoid?Once she was done with calling out the names, she started to give instructions and filled us on the details of the project. "The history of literature, like I said wouldeither cost, or gain you thirty percent of your grades." She began."By the end of the semester, you will turn in your researches using a specific person of impact in the progress of literature today. That means, you have so much time on your hands, and I expect each and everyone of you to use their time wisely." She said.All I could think about was how I could manage to control myself around him. How would I survive without ripping his shirt off, and taking him in. It was all too much for me to bear."Now that is said and done, we shall begin with the day's activiti
"What?" There was no hiding my surprise at his words. I thought my ears were sinking me in deception. I hurried to stand in front of him to find answers to my questions."What happened?" I pushed further. I was in love with him, but I would never want their relationship to break apart."It just happened, and I don't know-" he sounded like he was lost on what to say, or do and so I shook my head at him."Save it, you don't have to force yourself to talk now. Let us get in the car, and you can explain it all to me. The rain could catch up with us if we aren't careful." I was surprised and I was almost sure his words were nothing but a random joke to get at me.He sighed in frustration but opened the door and nodded in my direction so I understood he wanted me to go inside the car with him.I went to the passenger side and waited for his explanation. "Okay, go ahead, speak." I said impatiently, maintai
By the time we arrived in front of our house. The rain had begun to pour in an unfriendly, torrential downpour. I was admittedly afraid to alight the vehicle as I feared getting wet. It was not enough that the rain was going to drench me, but it could come with the price of a cold and I was not ready to pay for it.Justine pulled into our parking lot and waited for me to get out of my seat belt before speaking. "I have an umbrella in the trunk but it is sized for only one person.""Then you can have it, I'm good. It's only a thirty seconds walk to the door." I shrugged, proceeding to open the car door and exit."What are you doing?" He stopped my movement, gently grabbing my wrist and halting my actions.I stared interestingly between his grip and him, deciding to blame the goosebumps on the chills from outside. "I'm heading outside?" I called in an unsure tone."Are you kidding right now?" He narrowed his eye
"How long have you known Justine?" I began, staring directly into her orbs."Why is that an important question?" She furrowed her eyebrows, letting go of the pillow she had held to her chest."Just answer me." I ignored her annoyance and continued with my statement."It's been over a year." She reluctantly provided, rolling her eyes at me. She must have found my question irrelevant but I was headed to a destination."A year is a long time to know a person, I'm certain that deep down, you have a feeling he has done nothing wrong but that strong part of you chooses to believe he has only done the wrong thing." I said to her. She put her lips in a pout."You should not let terrible friends influence you. Justine is a really hot guy," I paused to swallow the lump that had grown in my throat. "And basically every girl wants him. You know better than everyone that you are really lucky. Who knows how many
Becca looked like she was unsure of the scene around her because she rubbed her eyes to confirm that she was still awake. She stared between us both with a frown and instead of questioning the position she had met us like I would have suspected, she walked out of the room, slamming the door behind her."I'm dead meat." Justine panicked, getting to his feet in rushed motion. "She- she is going to tell it all to Caramel and that means I'm de..dead." He stuttered, unable to contain himself. I could only imagine what he felt like.I had tons of questions for him to deal with but I decided that talking to Becca was a lot more important and so I narrowed my eyes at him before taking long strides out the room, and tracing after my sister."Becca wait!" I called, managing to catch up with her when she was half way downstairs.I held her shoulder and got her to turn around from the effect of taking such an action."All
I ignored Caramel, turned on my heels to look at Becca with poison laced in my eyes and shoved Caramel out of my way, leaving out the door. I only managed to hear her ask Becca what my deal was before moving out of earshot.I was grateful that I had changed out of my wet clothes. Downstairs, Justine was seated on a couch, his face buried in his hands. On my arrival, he shot his head up to look at me. I could not exactly decide on how to react to his presence.I stared at him blankly and grabbed a jacket I found hanging on a nail by the door, not caring which one of my sisters it belonged to.I violently opened the door, touching my back pocket to confirm whether there was still change in there for me. Once I was certain I wouldn't end up getting stranded, I slammed the door behind me and headed straight to the bus stop, knowing the best place for me to go at the moment was to be with a man of distraction.*
I laid naked in bed beside Sam, the blankets being my source of shield from view. I kept thinking about the things I had done with him and how pleasurable they were."Ally?" He broke my thought cycle, drawing my attention back to the present."Yeah?" I mumbled, placing my head on his chest whilst he wrapped his arm around me."I was just thinking, would you like me to come over to your house? I would really love to be able to spend time with your family." He said. I pulled away from him sharply, holding the blanket around my chest while I sat up."What? Why?" I could not conceal my astonishment."I just thought, you and I have been bonding a lot more lately but I haven't got the opportunity to really connect with your family." He said, sitting up as well."Why is meeting my family important? You are in a relationship with me not them." I pointed out. "It is not like you and I are ge