TITLE: If These Walls Could Talk (1/1 unless I get enough requests to continue)
AUTHOR: Lucky Star (JjsLuckyStar@aol.com)
DISCLAIMER: They aren't mine, but I wish they were. I own any characters not established on 7th Heaven.
CHARACTERS: The Camden family and a few other familiar faces. Possibly some new faces. Features Simon in the lead role.
SUMMARY: Simon ponders the secrets of his bedroom walls, and a few other things along the way
SPOILERS: None specifically
ARCHIVE: Sure, just let me know
FEEDBACK: Definitely! JjsLuckyStar@aol.com
If These Walls Could Talk
Chapter 1/?
A 7th Heaven Fan Fic by Lucky Star
If these walls could talk, I would never leave this room. And no one else would ever be allowed in. I would have to padlock the door. Too many secrets...These walls have seen and heard everything. I mean everything. What I do alone at night, what I say in my sleep and in my prayers. Private stuff. Personal stuff. Wonderful stuff. Unbelievably embarrassing stuff. These walls have seen it all. All of me. The deepest, darkest, loneliest parts of me.
My name is Simon Camden. I am sixteen years old. I am the fourth of seven kids, the proverbial middle child. My father is a minister. Glen Oak Community Church. Big church, small town. My dad knows everyone, and everyone knows my dad, and his kids. Preacher's kids. We've all had to deal with the label at some point, except the twins, but their day will come too.
Sometimes I feel I can't take a piss without the whole town knowing about it, talking about it.
My bedroom is my sanctuary. My only sanctuary. The only place I can go to be alone, to do what needs to be done. Sixteen year old boys have needs, and I'm not just talking about sleep. The walls know what I'm talking about.
Her name is Kellian and she is as beautiful and unique as her name. She doesn't even know I'm alive. That's not exactly true. She knows who I am. I heard her and her friends talking one day in the halls at school. Virgin Camden, they called me. I really hate that nick name.
Maybe I should do something about it. Find a girl, any girl...Ha. As if. No one would look twice at me. Virgin Camden, the preacher's kid. I don't stand a chance. Half the girls at my school go to my dad's church. The other half are either too good or too bad to bother with me.
They don't understand. My father is a preacher. I'm not. I'm a sixteen year old boy with needs. And I want to get laid. Is that so wrong? If these walls could talk, I would ask them. I'd ask them about Matt, when he was my age and sleeping in this room. Did he do the things I do? Did he lay under the covers at night and touch himself? Did he call out some girl's name in the middle of the night?
Kellian. Hers was the only name I knew. I thought of her long, slightly curled auburn hair, held high in a clasp, soft tendrils framing her smooth, pear shaped
face. I wondered if her breasts were as perfectly rounded as her jaw. Smooth, I
imagined them, with hard little peaks. Sometimes when I closed my eyes and felt my
own, I could pretend I was feeling hers.
Then reality kicked in and I remembered. Kellian Foster would never look twice at me. She was the most popular girl in school. She dated jocks and other popular guys. Not the preacher's kid. Not Virgin Camden.
I seriously hated that nick name.
If these walls could take, they would tell my parents what I was thinking. And if my parents knew...I'd probably get locked up in some psychiatric hospital. They'd say I knew better. I was raised better than that. I was raised to believe everyone should wait until their wedding night to have sex.
Bull shit.
No one waited.
I used to think I would wait. I wanted to wait. I wanted to be so in love with the girl, just like my parents taught me. I wanted her to be my whole life, the center of my universe. I wanted to put my ring on her finger before we took that huge step.
That was before high school. That was before Kellian Foster.
Now sex is all I think about. It's all I want to think about.
I bet Kellian has done it a hundred times. Everybody knows the popular kids have sex. I couldn't be upset with her because of it. I certainly wouldn't reject her because of it. Might be nice to be with a girl who knows what she's doing the first time.
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End part one. Thanks for reading. Please R/R! I'm not sure if I will continue...your comments could help me with that decision, so PLEASE let me know what you think! Thanks! Lucky Star (JjsLuckyStar@aol.com)
AUTHOR: Lucky Star (JjsLuckyStar@aol.com)
DISCLAIMER: They aren't mine, but I wish they were. I own any characters not established on 7th Heaven.
CHARACTERS: The Camden family and a few other familiar faces. Possibly some new faces. Features Simon in the lead role.
SUMMARY: Simon ponders the secrets of his bedroom walls, and a few other things along the way
SPOILERS: None specifically
ARCHIVE: Sure, just let me know
FEEDBACK: Definitely! JjsLuckyStar@aol.com
If These Walls Could Talk
Chapter 1/?
A 7th Heaven Fan Fic by Lucky Star
If these walls could talk, I would never leave this room. And no one else would ever be allowed in. I would have to padlock the door. Too many secrets...These walls have seen and heard everything. I mean everything. What I do alone at night, what I say in my sleep and in my prayers. Private stuff. Personal stuff. Wonderful stuff. Unbelievably embarrassing stuff. These walls have seen it all. All of me. The deepest, darkest, loneliest parts of me.
My name is Simon Camden. I am sixteen years old. I am the fourth of seven kids, the proverbial middle child. My father is a minister. Glen Oak Community Church. Big church, small town. My dad knows everyone, and everyone knows my dad, and his kids. Preacher's kids. We've all had to deal with the label at some point, except the twins, but their day will come too.
Sometimes I feel I can't take a piss without the whole town knowing about it, talking about it.
My bedroom is my sanctuary. My only sanctuary. The only place I can go to be alone, to do what needs to be done. Sixteen year old boys have needs, and I'm not just talking about sleep. The walls know what I'm talking about.
Her name is Kellian and she is as beautiful and unique as her name. She doesn't even know I'm alive. That's not exactly true. She knows who I am. I heard her and her friends talking one day in the halls at school. Virgin Camden, they called me. I really hate that nick name.
Maybe I should do something about it. Find a girl, any girl...Ha. As if. No one would look twice at me. Virgin Camden, the preacher's kid. I don't stand a chance. Half the girls at my school go to my dad's church. The other half are either too good or too bad to bother with me.
They don't understand. My father is a preacher. I'm not. I'm a sixteen year old boy with needs. And I want to get laid. Is that so wrong? If these walls could talk, I would ask them. I'd ask them about Matt, when he was my age and sleeping in this room. Did he do the things I do? Did he lay under the covers at night and touch himself? Did he call out some girl's name in the middle of the night?
Kellian. Hers was the only name I knew. I thought of her long, slightly curled auburn hair, held high in a clasp, soft tendrils framing her smooth, pear shaped
face. I wondered if her breasts were as perfectly rounded as her jaw. Smooth, I
imagined them, with hard little peaks. Sometimes when I closed my eyes and felt my
own, I could pretend I was feeling hers.
Then reality kicked in and I remembered. Kellian Foster would never look twice at me. She was the most popular girl in school. She dated jocks and other popular guys. Not the preacher's kid. Not Virgin Camden.
I seriously hated that nick name.
If these walls could take, they would tell my parents what I was thinking. And if my parents knew...I'd probably get locked up in some psychiatric hospital. They'd say I knew better. I was raised better than that. I was raised to believe everyone should wait until their wedding night to have sex.
Bull shit.
No one waited.
I used to think I would wait. I wanted to wait. I wanted to be so in love with the girl, just like my parents taught me. I wanted her to be my whole life, the center of my universe. I wanted to put my ring on her finger before we took that huge step.
That was before high school. That was before Kellian Foster.
Now sex is all I think about. It's all I want to think about.
I bet Kellian has done it a hundred times. Everybody knows the popular kids have sex. I couldn't be upset with her because of it. I certainly wouldn't reject her because of it. Might be nice to be with a girl who knows what she's doing the first time.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
End part one. Thanks for reading. Please R/R! I'm not sure if I will continue...your comments could help me with that decision, so PLEASE let me know what you think! Thanks! Lucky Star (JjsLuckyStar@aol.com)