Author’s note
Thanks to Shyann, ‘Anon’, CandyCoatedCyanide and Jen for the positive reviews! I like it when you speculate in the reviews as to what you think will happen, as it opens up my mind to other possibilities for the story. And it’s always a challenge to keep the characters’ behaviour in keeping with their personalities, so it’s so lovely to hear that I’ve managed to do that! Please, keep the comments flowing.
This is a personal favourite chapter of mine... *drum roll*
Without further ado... a response to your Trent-pleads!
No Strings Attached
Chapter Twelve – You’ve made my list
Merin stared at the spot where Brittany should have been standing. But she had gone into Trent’s apartment.
She cursed under her breath and unsteadily made her way to Trent’s front door. She poked her head around the corner and peeked inside his apartment. There were still lots of people scattered throughout the apartment, some on the balcony, some on the stools at the kitchen and the rest lounging on the lush leather couches. Merin did not see Trent as she stumbled inside to look for Brittany, who was already talking and clinging to a guy.
“Brit, we got to get out of here,” Merin slurred, tugging at her friend. Brittany shrugged off Merin’s hand and looked at her with a ‘Are you crazy’ expression, none too subtly pointing to the guy that was holding her upright.
Merin looked from Brittany to the guy, then back at Brittany...then back at the guy. She sighed heavily and then fell down with a thud on the nearest couch. Almost instantly there was a guy next to her offering her a shot of something. Merin pushed his hand away and gagged slightly at the wave of nausea that hit her. She bolted upright and stumble-ran to the bathroom, immediately bending over the toilet and throwing up pathetically. When she was finished, she stood up on her weak legs and rinsed her mouth. She opened the cabinet in search of a mouth wash and struggled to focus her vision on anything specific. She spotted it eventually and clumsily knocked over a number of items in her pursuit of the mouth wash. When she was finished gurgling she actually felt much better. She quickly corrected her smudged make up before making her way back to the living room and falling down on the couch again. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, feeling like she was floating on air. She heard the guy next to her chuckling and she opened one eye to look at him from the corner of her eye.
“I’m Matt,” he said before he took a long drag from a joint. He held his breath for a while breathing out the smoke and passing the joint to Merin. She looked at it warily, then shrugged, and also took a deep drag from the joint. Too deep. She started coughing violently and leaned forward, hearing Matt laughing and patting her back. When Merin finally regained her breath she leaned back again and laughed uncontrollably with him. She was just about to introduce herself when she felt the seat next to her dip in slightly and almost jumped onto Matt’s lap when she saw Trent sitting next to her.
“Do you make a habit of crashing my parties?” he asked with a smirk on his face as he reached across her to take the joint from Matt.
“You call this a party?” she said smugly as she reached for the shot Matt had offered her earlier, cringing when she tasted the bitter fluid coursing down to her stomach. She felt a bit woozy but tried to hide it. Trent simply chuckled and closed his eyes as he breathed in the joint much more skilfully than she had. They just continued sitting there in silence with the music in the background, and Merin felt strangely compelled to fill the silence. “Congratulations, by the way,” she added. He simply shrugged and stood up to hand the joint to someone across the coffee table, before settling back down next to her, casually leaning his arm over the back of her seat. Merin’s heart rate picked up when she smelled his delicious scent. She could not handle his proximity when sober, never mind when drunk out of her mind.
“Thanks,” he said finally as he breathed out a heavy cloud of smoke and then reached for his beer, his eyes unreadable as he observed her.
Merin felt heavy and sank deeper into her seat. She put her hand against her forehead to steady herself when the room was spinning around her.
“I’m Merin, by the way,” she said to Matt and smiled weakly at him. He chuckled and nodded at her, seemingly dazed as he also leaned back in his seat and peered at her through heavy eyes. “It’s the first time I’ve smoked a joint,” she added and laughed.
“Really?” he asked surprised as the joint had made its round and reached them again.
“Yeah. You have no idea what shit it does to your brain,” she said and he raised his eyebrows at her as he took another drag. She heard Trent chuckle next to her and then looked at him. His eyes were dancing with amusement and he looked far too sober to her liking.
“And you do?” Matt asked, drawing her attention back to him and offering her the joint. She accepted and took another drag, more carefully this time. She did what she observed them doing and held her breath as long as she could before blowing out the smoke.
“Yeah,” she admitted as she passed the joint to Trent without looking at him, “I am a psychiatrist,” she said and started giggling uncontrollably. Matt joined in with her nonsensical laughter and they just sat there giggling for a while. Merin wiped the tears from her eyes and sighed heavily, feeling quite content.
“Trent!!” a girl suddenly shouted and grabbed for him to pull him out of his seat. Naturally, he did not budge and merely observed her with an amused smirk on his face. “Dance with me, baby!” she said cheerily as she jumped up and down, reaching for him again. This time he stood up and the two of them walked over to the abandoned dance floor, looking pathetic to Merin, all wrapped up in their own little world. She saw Trent stumble slightly and realised that she might have misjudged his state of sobriety.
“Psychiatrist, wow,” Matt murmured a delayed response next to her, drawing her attention back to him, “So you can like...prescribe medical marijuana?” he said with an amazed expression on his face. Merin started giggling all over again.
“I suppose I could,” she admitted, suddenly more serious. The idea never occurred to her. This stuff could seriously help her anxious patients. She started laughing at the thought and Matt joined in nonetheless. She liked him. “So how to do you know Trent?” she asked Matt, still slouched and extremely comfortable on the couch.
“We’re in the same band,” he said as he gestured towards the mini stage that Merin only noticed now, “I remember seeing you a couple of months ago,” he admitted and blushed slightly. Merin smiled broadly at him.
“Oh? At that...bar downtown?” she asked. He nodded as he got the joint again and took another deep puff. He offered it to Merin, but this time she declined. You can only tempt fate so much.
Merin turned her face towards the ‘dance floor’ where more people had now gathered. The girl squealed in excitement as Trent picked her up and twirled her around like something out of Dirty Dancing. She gave an unladylike scoff and then looked apologetically at Matt when he chuckled. Trent carried the girl over to the couch right across from her and had the decency to lay the girl down gently before he pounced her and they started making out. Merin could not help but feel that this little display was all for her benefit. She got up abruptly to find Brittany.
She walked around the lounge and kitchen and eventually outside, but could not find Brittany. When she walked back inside she spotted her friend on the makeshift dance floor with the guy she had been talking to earlier, wedged in between him and one of his friends! Merin gathered her strength and walked towards her.
“Brit, can we go now?” she asked pleadingly over the music. Brittany shook her head and grabbed Merin’s hands, immediately pulling her in to dance with them. Merin resisted at first, but Brittany was insistent and then she gave in and started moving along with the music, actually enjoying herself. The guy Brit was interested in pulled her back into his embrace and then his friend wasted no time in starting to dance with Merin. She was fine as long as he did not touch her, because his palms were sweaty and cold. She caught a glimpse of Trent now seated on the couch with the idiotic girl straddling him and making out with his ferociously. Merin closed her eyes and forced the imagine to the back of her mind and continued bouncing and dancing to the music. She was getting out of breath and feeling much more sobered up by her efforts.
She retreated to the kitchen and poured herself a shot, followed by a beer which she took a big swig of and then held against her cheek to cool her down. But she soon felt bored and out of place standing alone in the kitchen and went back to the little dance floor that was getting more and more crowded, leaving Trent and the girl alone on the couches. Matt was slowly moving to his own beat in the middle of the dance floor and Merin grinned when she joined him in his disjointed little dance. She was feeling a bit buzzed again and closed her eyes as she danced, just enjoying the music. She screamed excitedly when a familiar song came on that brought up a lot of angry emotions. She glared at Trent who was blissfully unaware as she made her way to their band equipment. She clumsily switched on the mic and heard Brittany laughing and calling her name. She gave her friend a toothy grin and pumped her hands in the air as she began her improvised karaoke.
“When I get mad
And I get pissed!”
A few people on the dance floor turned towards her and started cheering.
“I grab my pen
And I write out a list
Of all the people
That won't be missed
You've made my...shitlist!!”
“Fuck!” Trent shouted as he tried to get out from underneath the clumsy drunk girl straddling him, “Not
this again,
fuck!!” he continued to struggle as the girl thought it was a game and actually managed to pin him down. Merin dually lifted her hands and showed him both of her middle fingers as she continued her sing-along.
“For all the ones
Who bum me out
Shitlist!!”
The small crowd chimed in with ‘shitlist’
“For all the ones
Who fill my head with doubt
Shitlist!
You've made my shitlist!!”
Trent finally reached Merin and struggled to pull her off of the mic, but she clung to it.
“Of all you assholes
Who won't be missed
Shitlist!
You've made my sh–”
He loosened her grip on the mic and pulled her off until she stumbled against him. She toppled over laughing and struggled to catch her breath in between her bouts of laughter. Trent gave an angry look at his friends cheering and whistling at her efforts. He grabbed her hand and dragged her out of the room towards his bedroom. Merin resisted him and managed to free her hand and immediately sprinted in the opposite direction. It did not take long for Trent to catch up with her and he threw her over his shoulder when he caught her, spanking her ass hard and opting to carry her to his bedroom instead. She kicked and screamed and reached out to people they passed, but they all thought that it was the biggest joke. Did they not realise that she could not resist him!?
He kicked the door shut behind them and then threw her down on the bed with a loud thud. He stood there with his hands on his hips, breathing heavily as he observed her. Merin stood up and made to walk past him, but he simply reached his arm out and blocked her before she could leave. She started struggling violently against him and he grabbed her wrists to restrain her. Before she knew it, she picked up her foot and stomped on his with her sharp stiletto. He let out a loud scream and let her go, shoving her down on the bed. Merin realised what she did and immediately crawled to the opposite side of the bed to put as much space as possible in between them. She glanced at the bathroom and got up to run towards it, but even a limping Trent was faster and more agile than her, managing to slam the door closed in her face before she could reach the safety of its confines.
“I am growing seriously tired of your
fucking little games, Mer!” he hissed at her. Merin was taken aback by, firstly, him calling her by her nickname for the first time, and, secondly, because he thought
she was playing games. She lifted her hands and shoved hard against his chest, but he stood unmoving.
“
You’re playing games!” she shouted, not caring who heard, “I am
so sick of your bullshit! Why can’t you just leave me alone?” she demanded, looking into his intense eyes. He just stood there looking at her and it seemed like he was thinking of a response. When he did not say anything Merin let out an exasperated sigh and tried to move past him again, but he held her in place once more.
“What is it about you?” he said just above a whisper as he gripped her chin tightly and turned her face towards his. He looked into her eyes for a few seconds before he placed his lips against hers and started kissing her deeply. Merin squirmed and turned her face away from his tight grasp.
“Ew, fucking hell, Trent, you taste like whoever you just made out with,” she pushed against his chest again, but to no avail. She saw a violent spark in his eyes.
“It can’t be worse than that fucking prick you’re dating,” he hissed at her, “I am sure he would suck his own damn cock all day if he could!” he shouted at her, making her back up even more against the door.
“Well, he doesn’t need to, now does he?” she said immaturely. Trent growled at her and lifted her off of her feet only to throw her onto the bed again. “Stop manhandling me, damn it!” she snapped at him. He froze and did not make a move towards her, but simply glared at her from where he stood.
“You come in here, to
my house, dressed like that,” he said, waving his hand to gesture at her attire, “Drunk as shit and flirting with my fucking friends? Yet you’re with that prick? Why do you keep coming back here?” he asked, the look in his eyes intense.
Merin insecurely tugged her dress lower and bit her tongue, not knowing what to say. Even though she did not dress like this for him, nor did she want to come to his party, nor did she want to flirt with his friends, she could not deny anything, because the fact of the matter is that she wanted to be there. When she was around him she felt different. More alive.
Trent waited for her to respond and saw a flurry of emotions cross her face, none of them that he could place. But then he saw a tear run down her beautiful cheek and if felt like he had just been stabbed in the chest. He stood there awkwardly for a while, not knowing what to do as she just started sobbing more and more.
“Fuck, Merin,” he said softly as he went to sit next to her on the bed and hugged her closer. He cringed when she just started crying even more and awkwardly patted her back. He was not accustomed to the whole soothing thing. This was something very new to him. He was relieved when she started to quieten down and her shoulders would merely shake every once in a while. She suddenly shifted away from him and rubbed her nose. She reached for a box of tissues on his nightstand and stopped, hesitantly looking at him.
“Don’t worry, it’s safe,” he chuckled and then she reached for one to wipe the runny make-up from her face and to blow her nose softly, hyperaware that he was looking at her every move. They sat there in an awkward silence for a while. She cleared her throat and stood up to leave. Trent contemplated letting her go this time, but then reached out and grabbed her hand. She stopped and looked at him with a frown on her face. He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her onto his lap.
“So why are you here tonight?” he asked as he nuzzled her neck. She felt tense in his arms, so he held her tighter. When she did not answer he moved his hand up her side, gently brushing the side of her breast. He felt a slight shiver run through her body and knew that she felt the chemistry between them as well.
He just held her close and kissed her neck and shoulder until he finally felt her relaxing in his arms. He moved his hand up her back and fisted it in her hair, turning her face towards his. She kept her eyes low and did not meet his gaze. He pressed her hard against his hard cock, but still she did not respond to him. He found her resistance amusing and decided to play her little game. If she wanted to be seduced, he would gladly oblige.
He rested his hand on her neck and stroked his thumb over her cheek and lower lip before leaning in and kissing her deeply on the lips. His cock grew harder when he heard Merin moan softly in response, and took that as his cue to start kissing her deeper, pushing her down on the bed and lying on top of her as they kissed. His hand moved over her sexy body and he slowly started pulling up her dress to reveal her black lacy panties. He still kissed her deeply as he slipped his hand into her panties and groaned against her lips when he rubbed between her wet pussy lips. Merin was gripping his shoulder tightly as he started playing with her clit. He loved how she started responding to him, pressing her hips eagerly to meet the movement of his fingers as she breathed heavily against his lips. He moved his hand lower and slipped first one and then a second finger inside of her, groaning loudly when he felt how she contracted around his fingers. He moved his fingers in and out of her for a while and picked up the pace at her moans and movements. He then suddenly pushed his fingers as deep into her as he could and rubbed her on the inside as his thumb started circling and rubbing her clit. Merin moaned loudly and buried her head in his neck as he pleasured her with his long fingers deep inside of her pussy. She bit his shoulder through his shirt when she came hard on his fingers and was only half aware as Trent chuckled softly at her passion.
“Do you have any idea how fucking sexy you are when you come like that?” he asked against her lips.
He stilled immediately when she reached down and rubbed his cock through his pants. This time he was the one to moan loudly as he settled onto his back, pulling her half on top of him. She worked on unbuttoning his pants and slipped her hand inside to free his hard cock from his underwear. He rested his forearm over his eyes as she started stroking his cock slowly. His hand rubbed up and down her back and absentmindedly found the zipper to pull it down, immediately touching the soft skin of her back as she jerked him off. She loved the way he groaned and just completely handed himself over to her to do with him as she pleased. She tugged his shirt up slightly and kissed her way down his lower stomach until she reached his hard cock, licking it from the base to the tip before taking it into her mouth. He groaned loudly and fisted his hands in her hair, pushing his cock deeper into her mouth. She wrapped her fingers tightly around his cock and sucked him hard as she moved her head and hand over his cock. He was moaning loudly and breathing heavily, clearly loving the feeling of his cock in her mouth. He then held her head firmly in place as he started thrusting his hips to fuck her mouth with his hard cock. Merin moaned on his cock and gagged as he fucked her mouth as deep as he could. She pinched her eyes closed as he picked up the pace and then gagged on his cum as he held her head in place, moaning loudly and releasing himself in her mouth. When he finally released her head, Merin tried to swallow as much of his cum as she could and wiped the rest off with the back of her hand. When she looked up, she saw that he was observing her with a fiery look in his eyes.
She yelped when he pulled her up none too gently by the hair and pushed her onto the mattress. He immediately started kissing her deeply, tasting his own cum on her tongue, as he struggled to pull her tight dress off of her body. He lifted his head to look appreciatively at her body as he finally tugged off the dress, discarding it to the floor. He then kissed down her chest, taking her nipple in his mouth and pinching the other one between his finger and thumb. Merin held onto his head and moaned as she observed him teasing her nipples, making them sensitive and stand erect. She then gripped the fabric of his shirt and struggled to pull it over his head as he was reluctant to leave her breasts. When she finally managed to remove it, she gently scratched her nails down his back, loving how loudly he groaned and bit her nipples gently in response. She pushed down on his shoulders, wanting desperately for him to move his sexy mouth lower. He chuckled against her skin and obliged, kissing and biting his way over her stomach and hips. He hooked her panties with his thumbs and she lifted her ass slightly to allow him to pull it off. She shivered when she felt his warm hands against her inner thighs, spreading her legs wide and simply looking at her pussy with a hungry look before he lowered his head and started licking her clit deliciously slowly. She met his eyes and moaned loudly as he sucked and licked her clit, keeping her hips in place when she buckled against his face. He was torturing her with the slow movements of his tongue, skilfully applying just the right amount of pressure and picking up the pace just right. She fisted her hands in his hair and threw her head back, completely surrendering to the feelings he caused in her. She moaned incoherent remarks when he cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples as his tongue made hard, quick movements over her clit. Merin screamed loudly as she came on his mouth, her whole body shivering with the intensity of her orgasm.
He crawled up and lay on top of her, cupping her face and kissing her roughly, making Merin taste her own juices on his tongue. He shifted slightly and then struggled out of his pants before covering her body with his again. He wasted no time in pressing the head of his cock against her pussy, grunting as he slowly eased into her dripping wet pussy. Merin groaned and threw her head back, not yet fully recovered from her orgasm, as he started fucking her hard and fast. She gripped his back and ass tightly as he fucked her, biting his neck and moaning as he pumped his cock hard and deep into her pussy. She threw her head back and closed her eyes, just enjoying the sensations he was causing inside of her. Merin was moaning louder and louder as she felt another orgasm build up inside of her. Trent grunted loudly and she was shocked to feel his weight lift off of her, then he rolled her over onto her stomach and gave her a hard smack to her ass before entering her from behind. He was pushing her hard into the mattress as he fucked her from behind, his skin slapping against hers at the force with which he was fucking her. He fisted his hand roughly in her hair and pulled her hair back.
“Fucking little slut,” he grunted breathlessly into her ear as he continued fucking her, “You love this.”
“Yes!” she screamed loudly and then came suddenly on his hard cock. She felt Trent shiver slightly and then go rigid on top of her before abruptly pulling out his cock. His grip in her hair tightened and he rubbed the cock on the outside of her asshole.
“Bad girl...coming on my cock like that,” he whispered as he pushed the head of his cock dripping wet with her pussy juices into her ass. Merin fisted her hands in the pillows as he worked his cock into her tight ass. He abruptly let go of her hair and just fucked her asshole, moaning loudly at the sensation of her tight hole gripping his thick cock. Merin started moving her hips in response to his hard thrusts, but he pushed her harshly into the mattress and continued his onslaught. She heard his desperate groans and knew that he was close to coming too, but he suddenly pulled out his cock and shoved her onto her back, straddling his face and jerking off his cock in front of her mouth. Merin opened her mouth just as he started shooting white streams of cum over her face, keeping her head in place with his tight grip in her hair. She took the head of his cock in her mouth and he shivered as he finished his orgasm. He abruptly let go of her hair and fell down on the bed next to her, breathing heavily with closed eyes.
Merin lay there awkwardly and then quietly made her way to the bathroom to clean herself up. When she walked back to the bedroom Trent was lying sprawled out on his back, forearm over his eyes, passed out cold and snoring softly. She quietly proceeded to put on her clothing and held her shoes in her hand as she made her way to the living room, which was now almost empty. How long had they been in Trent’s bedroom? She located her phone and ignored all the messages from Evan as she dialled Brittany’s number. She heard the faint ringing of her friend’s phone and followed it to the guest bedroom. She walked up to the door and stopped from opening the door when she heard loud moans and grunts from inside. She decided to message her instead.
04:21 I am going home. Come to my apartment when you’re finished, I’ll leave the door unlocked. x Merin grabbed her coat and clutch, still holding her shoes in her hands as she made her way to the hallway, quietly closing Trent’s front door behind her. She turned towards her apartment and stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Evan sitting in front of her front door with a bunch of flowers in his hands. His eyes were wide and his mouth slightly agape as he observed her. Clearly he must have noticed her just-fucked hair and the slight blush to her cheeks. Suddenly his jaw was set in a grim line and he got up abruptly, throwing the flowers down on the floor and stalking past her.
“Evan...” Merin whispered finally and reached her hand out to him as he walked past her.
“Don’t touch me!” he shouted as he shrugged off her hand and angrily pressed the button for the elevator repeatedly.
“...Evan....” she tried again and he punched the wall before turning to glare at her.
“Just shut up!” he said angrily before he stepped into the elevator and crossed his arms over his chest, glaring at the floor as the elevator doors closed between them.
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Song: Shitlist by L7 (Natural Born Killers, 1994)
