Eleven Forty Seven

Eleven Forty Seven
Chapter 4

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I walked back into the living room, quite pleased with myself. Sure, I was disappointed that it didn’t work quite as planned, but decided I might have to take another shot. The boy was much more than ‘interesting’; I wanted him. I had to have him.

I sat down between Jason and another guy, I’d seen the other guy at a few other parties and nodded at him before turning my attention to the sexy H addict. “You get what you went for?” He asked, his eyes closed, and head thrown back. Long dark hair cascading down the back of the chair. “He actually looked pretty good. Did you fuck him?”

I sighed and shook my head, “No, but I did give him head. It was so hot.” I was surprised to feel myself getting hard again, just thinking out his small body, splayed out in the hallway. His commanding voice, his strong hands… oh god. Stop. “Wait, did you just give a scene boy kudos?” I looked at him in shock, his words finally sinking in.

He shrugged, “For a scene kid, the guy wasn’t that bad.” He affirmed. “Don’t think I don’t look at the guys you fuck. If he had been ugly I would have kicked your ass.” finally he opened his eyes and looked at me. It was a bit creepy; when he’s high he has a hard time breaking eye contact. It’s like he forgets to blink. I shifted in my seat a bit. He blinked a few times and looked back at the ceiling. “I must be hanging out with you and Kyle too much. I think your deviancy is rubbing off on me.”

I smiled as him, and started laughing when he winked at me. “You are so gone man.” I laughed, grabbing his hand and giving it a quick squeeze before walking away in a hunt for another boy, or perhaps to find Eric again. I almost felt bad for leaving him in the hallway. But not really.

Looking around I noticed a group of people dancing in a corner of the room, next to the stereo. I grinned and slid up moving my way onto the dance floor.

You know the games I play and the words I say when I want my own way
You know the lies I tell when you’ve gone through hell and I say I can’t stay
You know how hard it can be to keep believing in me
When everything and everyone becomes my enemy
And when there’s nothing more you can do I’m gonna blame it on you

I sighed and allowed the beat of the music to take me over, the floor moving in an undulating wave of bodies. The entire mass pressed close to each other, bodies touching, everyone excited, not caring who they touched, male or female, it didn’t matter. I almost wished Kyle had brought the eX.

It’s not the way I wanna be
I only know that in the end you will see it’s the Opheliac in me?
It’s the Opheliac in me?

My hands slid up my body to tangle themselves in my hair, before grabbing hold of the waist of the kid in front of me. His body moved closer, his bare back pressed flush against my front. I suddenly wished I had taken off my jacket and shirt. I gasped as his hands gripped onto my legs. My own hand drifting across his stomach to rest just below his belly button, the tips of my fingers just barely under the waistband of his dark jeans.

I’m your Opheliac
My stockings prove my virtue
I’m open to attack
But I don’t want to hurt you
Weather I swim or sink
That’s no concern of yours now

He turned around, pressing one leg between mine, forcing me to moan as his hands reached around, grabbing my ass under the jacket. His breath was hot on my neck, lips grazing the sensitive skin. I couldn’t take much more of the innocent teasing.

How could you possibly think
You had the power to know how to keep me breathing as the water rises up again
Before I slip away

Luckily for me, I didn’t have to… “You fucking prick!” I turned away from the warm body still moving against me, and looked into the eyes of none other than Eric; and he looked pissed.

“Oh.” I smirked, “Are we jealous, love?” I asked shooting him a small smile. “Or, are we mad, because we made a mess? Or maybe it’s something else all together.” I already loved playing with the kid. He was so easy to piss off. His hair was mussed, dark and angry eyes, tousled clothing. Oh yeah, he looked good.

“Get the fuck out of my house! Fucking now!” He screamed, “You, and your brother, and that fucking addict - Get out, now!” The entire house seemed to pause for a few seconds, Even the breathing seemed to have stopped. “Now.” He said a bit quieter, pushing me slowly out off the dance floor, and toward Jason and Kyle, and Kyle’s goth boy.

We complied, not wanting to make to much of a scene, We always ended up getting kicked out of Nemesis parties. It was such a shame really, It’s not like we even did anything wrong; I mean, other than fuck a few people. I sighed as I stepped out the door, “So. What do we do now?” I asked, the people on the porch watched us as we jumped down the steps.

“I dunno what you two are gonna do, but me and Sean here have a date, and we call the back seat.” Kyle whispered, his voice barely audible.

“Whatever, more time for me and Jason, yeah?” I asked winking in his general direction. “Maybe we’ll end up playing twister after all. I still have my vodka… Hey! Did you..”

“Yes,” Jason replied holding up the white liquor bag, “I got the booze, but no. No twister.”

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Sebastian kept his hands resting lazily behind his head as the councillor once again started talking, “So… You met Eric at a gang party, you had sex with him, and then he kicked you out. I guess it would be fair to say you two didn’t get along in the beginning.” She questioned the young man.

Sebastian shrugged, “Yeah, I guess. We never really got along at all. I mean, there were days that we did, but we never really dated. It was all open, no strings attached. Neither of us were about to throw our lives away for a good fuck; know what I’m saying?” Sebastian asked, sitting up and looking at the councillor. “When we were together though, usually we got along. and on ‘anniversaries’ and shit like that we always made an effort to make sure the other was happy.”

The Councillor ‘hmmed’ and tapped her pen against the clipboard she was writing on. “I think I’d like to talk to your brother, as well as Jason about Eric. Do you think they’d do it?” She asked, tilting her head in way that reminded Sebastian of a confused dog.

Sebastian shrugged, “I don’t see why not. I mean.. I’ll ask them when I get back.”

Dr. Roberts Smiled, “Good then. I’d also like to hear a bit more about your relationship… How it progressed, what you did. That type of thing.” She smiled and nodded, “But for now, you can go home, I think your mother is in the waiting room. I’ll see you again next week.”

Sebastian nodded and stood up, his long white jacket brushing against the floor, “Next week then.”

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AN: Lyrics - Emilie Autumn - Ophiliac Ooh We get to find out What Kyle and Jason did during the party, and what they thought about Eric. Wewt!

meg - Yayz! *hugs the new reviewer!* :P Glad your enjoying *wink*