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Chapter Two: Payback
I joined Allison downstairs and saw that more people were coming through the cabin. There was potentially up to thirty people that started to join in on the festivities. Most of them looked to be around college-age, however there were a few that looked like they also belonged in high school.
"Where's Craig?" I asked Allison while giving her a mischievous smile. She rolled her eyes and gestured towards the kitchen area. I could faintly make out a couple of guys around the kitchen island talking.
"He's about to make a beer run with a couple of other guys. Hope you enjoy Bud Light." She laughed sarcastically. I wanted to retch, but didn't. I most definitely didn't like Bud Light.
I went into the kitchen and saw Craig talking with two frat-looking boys. I made my way to the island and propped myself on my elbows to look up at them under my lashes. The way I propped myself put emphasis on my breasts.
"Hello there, boys." I said in my most sultry voice. It worked, the conversation broke to look at me, and my now front and center breasts.
"Well, hello there...?" One of the frat boys asked, looking for a name. The other one was still recovering and Craig stayed quiet looking at me slightly amused.
"Bella." I answered giving him a small smile.
"Beautiful name for such a beautiful girl," He replied and I mentally groaned at his awkward attempt to flirt, "My name is Patrick and this is Abe." He gestured to the guy beside him who was shyly peering at me behind Patrick's back.
"Nice to meet you both...I heard from my friend that you're going on a beer run. Is that right, Craig?" I made sure to drag out his name a little to both annoy him and make sure he knew exactly what I was getting at.
"Yes, Bella." Craig said monotone while he absentmindedly prodded at his cell phone.
"Did you want something?" Abe answered finally. He had a low voice, that rumbled gently as he talked. I felt myself blush at the sound and smiled at him.
"Yes, well...if it's not too much trouble." I played up my innocent act. Craig rolled his eyes at me, but Patrick and Abe were nodding eagerly.
"Hold on, let me see what my friend would like...ALLISON!" I called out to the living room, and she soon joined. This caused the frat duo to share a glance and smile wickedly before returning to look at us more composed.
"Bella! You caught them before they left," She smiled big and then directed her attention to Craig, "Babe, could you get me some Smirnoff Ices, you know the little-"
"Yeah, yeah...I know your little bitch beers." He snapped at her, and I immediately got defensive for Allison, who now appeared a little hurt. Patrick and Abe threw a look at Craig.
"Hey, man...not cool. We'll get you those drinks, ladies. Do you any requests, Bella?" Patrick smoothed over.
"No, just more of the same that Allison mentioned." I answered quickly, still a little ticked at Craig for being a dick.
"Okay, no problem." Abe, Craig, and Patrick walked out of the kitchen. I heard Craig called the boys "suck-ups" and some laughter ensued. After we heard the front door close, Allison turned to me and looked totally dejected. This was normalcy for the couple, but it didn't mean it hurt her any less.
"Allie, it'll be okay." I told her quietly, but she was already shaking her head, about on the verge of tears. I quickly led her outside to a small bench. She was shaking, trying to fight the traitor tears from leaking out.
"Every time I think we're getting better, we take seven steps back. You know, I saw a girl's photo on his phone? Just a little bit before you came. I guess that's why..." She trailed off and I felt my eyebrows raise . I thought she had wanted some fun, but instead she wanted a little payback.
"Here," I retrieved my pack of cigarettes from my bra and handed her one, lighting it. She puffed in appreciation as I lit my own.
"Why are guys such dicks?" She whispered, wiping tears with the back of her free hand. I shook my head even though I knew the answer.
Allison and Craig had been dating a couple of months. He was three years older, and he didn't want to be held down. Everybody knew that because every time they "broke up" he'd start with the posts online about being a playboy and how no woman could keep him chained. Then, like clockwork, a week or so later they'd post again together smiling. The reason their relationship would never work was because they would never be able to keep the drama out of it.
The fire grew bigger as more logs were added and I found myself intrigued by the flames. They would lick each log, singeing it and leaving a blackened path.
"Hey." A warm voice called bringing out of my thoughts. I gazed up at Abe, who was holding out a Smirnoff Ice and looking a little hesitant. I took the drink and gestured to the open space beside me. Abe smiled and sat down beside me. He cracked his Bud Light and took a long pull of it. I noticed him wince a little and then try to play it off.
"No good?" I laughed and I twisted the top off my Smirnoff. He shook his head and pretending to gag.
"I hate beer, but it's cheaper than liquor." I nodded in agreement. Liquor has little room for error, and sometimes I would cause myself to get sick by mixing the wrong drinks together.
"Sorry about Craig's act earlier. He doesn't speak for all of us, you know." His attempt to cover for Craig was surprising. I would've just thrown him under the bus like Patrick did when they returned.
"Craig's a dick." I answered honestly. Abe's eyebrows shot up, from my curse or how I just dissed his friend I wasn't sure.
"You know him?" He asked, and I shrugged.
"Just because he's dating Allison."
"Barely," Abe snorted, "He has too many girlfriends. I wouldn't ever treat a lady the way he does." I quickly took a long gulp of my drink. This information wasn't good. I've never befriended one of Craig's friends. I wasn't even sure if Abe knew that Allison and I were good friends. Did he know this would get back to her? Or did he not care?
"Too many girlfriends...?" I probed him.
He laughed at me, and pulled out a cigarette shaking his head, "Of course he does, it's Craig...you do know Craig, right?" He lit his end and looked at me quizzically.
I found myself nodding and playing it off, "Of course, I do." I took another sip of my drink.
"I mean, I heard you earlier about being friends with Allison, but I mean...you guys aren't like best friends?" He looked sincere. My thoughts went to earlier when I had Allie naked and was giving her the orgasm of a lifetime.
"No. I mean I live forever away. We hardly see each other." I found myself spinning a little spider web of lies.
Abe nodded, "That's what I thought because, no offense, but she's never mentioned you." My ego shattered a shard. I didn't think we were best friends, but good lord...I'd given this girl money, sex, and endless cigarettes. I thought I'd at least get an honorable mention. I suddenly felt really out of place.
I'd been under the impression that me being here was kind of like I belonged. I was a friend of Allison's. However, I'd not seen her since earlier when I let her cry on my shoulder. To be honest, she never really poked up unless she needed something.
"I hope I didn't upset you or anything." Abe said distracting me. I wasn't upset. I was pissed.
"No, no. I'm fine." I put on my best fake smile for Abe and he bought it. He brought his beer to his lips and finished it. I did the same with mine.
"Want another?" He asked getting up without looking towards me. Thoughts swarmed my head of being used in this friendship. What I thought was mutual was feeling a whole lot one-sided, and I wasn't benefiting.
"Yes." I would need it, because tonight, I was gonna get even with Allison.
I was thoroughly tipsy, but the party was just heating up. Poor Abe had partied a little too hard and was throwing up in a bush. I felt bad for him. He seemed nice, maybe had a touch of being a trouble-starter, but nice.
I headed into the house and climbed up the stairs to the second level of the cabin. I walked towards the bathroom to quickly relieve myself when a girl cut in front of me.
"Excuse me." She turned and gave me a sarcastic look.
"Listen, it's not first come, first serve. I paid for the shit, so I'm going before you." She whipped her head back around.
"It's a bathroom, you moron. I don't give a fuck who paid for the toilet paper." I snapped, causing her to break her bitchy act. She looked back at me like I was the moron.
"No, dummy. There's blow in there," She pointed at the door, "I doubt you'll want to pee with an audience." Just then the door opened, and two people came out looking a little star-struck. A guy in the bathroom and peeked his head out.
He found the back of the head of the girl in front of me and smiled, "Hey, Christine! Come on! It's almost gone," Christine turned sharply. The guy saw me too, "Um, you wanna fly a little?" He made a whooshing noise and smiled big.
Before I could reply Christine answered for me, "Almost gone? Are you serious, Hank? I helped pay-" She shut the bathroom door behind her silencing the rest of the conversation from me.
I shook my head to clear my head. I walked back down the stairs to the next bathroom. Thankfully, it was clear. I entered quickly to do my business and washed my hands. Curiously, I opened the mirror's cabinet latch. It was empty except for a lone contact case holder. I popped it open and found a single nug of marijuana. I smiled and tucked it into my bra returning the empty case to its place.
The only person I knew to have rolling papers on them was Craig, which ironically was exactly who I needed to see. It felt like an omen that I should continue on my journey. I checked the downstairs and found him outside by the fire near Allison. Damn.
I walked towards the fire pit and weaseled my way between him and another guy. Craig looked down a me for a minute, letting the annoyance fill back into his eyes. I smiled and quickly showed him the nug in my bra without getting the attention of anyone else.
His eyes changed to understanding and gave me a quick smile. I left the group and started back up to the house. I knew that Craig would find me. He enjoyed a good smoke session as much as I did.
I entered one of the main bedrooms claimed by some unmarked luggage and sat down on the bed. Craig came in the room and shut the door locking it. He turned around and sat down with me on the bed, making it bounce.
"I'll admit, I've been real annoyed to pay for all your drinks and shit, but I think you'll really making it up to me, Bella." He smiled big while rubbing his hands together. I tossed him the nug and went to opened one of the bedroom windows a crack.
"Get to work, Craig. Who knows how long we have until they find us." I replied. As soon as the weed smoke was emitted to the halls every one would be trying to find the source.
He grabbed a stray bible and started to roll on it, licking the edges of the rolling papers.
"I think that's sac-religious to do." I pointedly looked at the bible he was using.
He glanced up at me amused, "God made you, me, and this weed. I think he'll understand." I sighed at his dumb explanation but was rewarded with a beautiful fat doobie. Craig handed the blunt to me for christening.
"The honors, madam?" He handed me his lighter. I obliged and sucked a big gulp of smoke into my lungs, holding it as I passed the blunt to him.
I held the smoke until I thought my lungs might burst and exhaled, letting my reflex cause me to cough a few times. The taste was good, but didn't feel nearly as potent as some of the green I was able to score down at La Push.
Craig and I smoked half the blunt until both of us were satisfied with our high. He handed me what was left and I set it on the bedside table. My business wasn't finished here. He started to get up, but I held on to his shoulder.
"Bella?" He looked confused at me and I closed the space by kissing him on the lips. He didn't move his lips at first, but then did and deepened it. His hands pulled me on top of his lap, straddling him on either side. I allowed him entrance to my mouth with his tongue.
He moaned and pulled away, "Don't tell Allison," He breathed into my neck, kissing the sensitive skin that laid there.
"Wouldn't dream of it." I whispered back. I seductively smiled at him as I pushed him back onto the bed. I raised my dress off my legs and pulled it over my head letting it hit the floor. Quickly, I did my the same of my bra. He groaned and flipped us over, exploring my exposed flesh.
His lips traveled down my neck to my left breast, sucking on my nipple until it perked up, and then to the right breast. I felt my arousal starting to get wet.
"You have too many clothes." I told him pulling at the collar on his shirt. He smiled and leaned up pulling off his shirt and shrugged off his shorts, leaving him just in his overpriced brand-name boxers.
His lips returned to my breasts and his right hand traveled to my core, teasing my sex. My hips bucked in response. He chuckled and moved my panties to the side, allowing his fingers to touch my slit.
"Craig." I panted, he groaned and I felt his erection touching my inner thigh. I wiggled and his hand and he rewarded me with a finger playing with my clit.
My back arched, and I whimpered. I needed more. I needed him.
"You're so wet, Bella...Did you carry a torch for me?" He smiled and laughed quietly as he entered one finger and started pumping.
I ignored his comment and focused purely on the sensation he was providing my body with. It had been too long since I had the proper care and felt my body losing itself around the edges. He entered a second finger and my pussy stretched itself to allow it.
"So soft and tight." He murmured in surprise. I did Kegels, I kept this shit tight.
He continued to pump me and my high was almost at a peak. I didn't even care that my first orgasm in a week was coming from Craig. I needed release.
"I'm going to cum." I said brokenly, and felt my legs starting to shake. I moaned as I climaxed and my vision became blurred. My heart rate doubled and my thighs felt wet. The incredible feeling was one of the world's greatest wonders. It made my senses stand on edge and gave me the best pair of rose-colored glasses.
Craig removed his boxers and my wet panties. He grabbed a condom out of his jean pocket and rolled it down his member.
I raised an eyebrow at him, "Are you sure you didn't carry the torch?" He rolled his eyes playfully and slowly entered me, causing us both to moan out at the pleasurable feeling.
He began to find a rhythm and slowly pushed himself in and out of me. It felt wonderful at first, but then I felt my orgasmic high coming down and the sensation wasn't as potent.
"Harder, Craig." I whimpered to him, and he gladly started to push himself into me at a faster rate, causing more friction. I panted and moaned loudly.
His eyes widened and he stopped his rhythm momentarily to cover my mouth, "Quiet, Bella. We can't-" I bucked his hips to let him know I wanted more.
He groaned and responded by pushing himself even deeper into me. I gasped and pushed back. He continued his rhythmically thrusting, with me matching him for every movement.
Too quickly his breathing became labored and I could feel his member twitching inside me, wanting to explode, "I'm going to cum, Bella." He put his hands on either side of my head and pounded a couple more strokes into me, before grunting as he came hard and fast.
I stifled my giggle at the odd look on his face. He gently pulled out of me, removing the condom and tossing it into a nearby trashcan. He returned to a sitting position on the bed and rubbed his hands through his hair.
I sat up and immediately began to get dressed, ignoring the unhinged feeling that was only emphasized as I walked and bent over.
"Bella..." Craig started quietly. I turned to see him looking down at his lap.
Confused I returned to his side partly dressed, "What?" I grabbed one of his hands and kissed it chastely.
He groaned and shook my hand off, "What was this? I can't-" He looked perplexed and suddenly I understood. I knew how to handle this.
"This was fun, Craig. It doesn't have to mean anything. Just a little bonding experience between two friends." I told him looking at him smiling. His face turned to me and brightened.
"Oh, thank you, Bella. Thank God. I was worried-" He started and I shook my head stopping him in his tracks.
"This was good for both of us, but it doesn't mean that anyone has to know about it." I answered. He agreed with a nod and we both got dressed quickly. He peered back at me, and smiled widely at me for the first time.
"You're really cool, you know that?" He brushed his fingers across my cheek and kissed me deeply on the lips. I returned it, and smiled at him.
"Get downstairs before your girlfriend realizes how long you've been gone." He stiffed looking at his phone and quickly exited the room. I waited a few moments before I did the same.
Payback was such a bitch.
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