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Chapter 04 - Foolish
However big the fool, there is always a bigger fool to admire him.
- Nicholas Boileau
Every day that week Pogue found himself going to his neighbor's house, the two would talk for a brief amount of time, end up naked and after a bit of small talk he was back at his apartment or she was back at hers. He couldn't see this getting any better than it was.
The guys had quit asking him questions, all except for Reid who was still trying to get Pogue to introduce him to his neighbor. But Pogue was not about to let that happen, not even a cold day in hell would change his mind.
He was intrigued by this girl, to say the least. She always asked him one question; got her answer and then they would screw. The question wouldn't be just any question; it would be something a little bit personal, something that he normally wouldn't tell a girl he was dating.
He parked his yellow Ducati and noticed her Spyder wasn't in its normal parking spot. He puckered out his lips in thought and shrugged his shoulders as he walked up the stairs. He was putting his key in the door when he heard footsteps coming up the stairs, and a small hand grabbing his ass.
He turned around, a smile on his face, expecting to see Molly but was shocked instead to see the mocha skinned girl that was once the girl that claimed to love him. He raised an eyebrow and took a step back away from her.
"Kate? What are you doing here?" He asked.
"Baby, I've missed you…" She whispered to him, running her slender fingers through his hair.
"Kate, we're over…" Pogue insisted shaking his head.
"But I love you," She whispered haughtily in his ear.
"I love you too, Kate… but you cheated on me… you tossed me to the fucking wayside while you fucked some other guy…" Pogue shook his head pressing himself against the door. Wanting her to go away, but part of him wanted her to stay.
"I was wrong, I made a mistake…" She begged him.
She grabbed him and pressed her plump lips against his.
Megan cursed herself for getting held up at school, fucking prick tried getting in her pants in the fucking girls' bathroom. She laughed remembering the way he was sprawled out on the floor after she kneed him in the groin.
"That'll teach you Keith…" She grinned wickedly to herself. She glanced at her parking space and saw a powder blue VW Bug sitting in her spot. "The nerve of some fuckin' people…" She growled lowly. She took the space a few down from her neighbor's bike and hopped out of her car.
She slung her backpack carelessly over her shoulder. She had a lot of pent up aggression that she needed to get out, River was just the person she wanted to see, and bad. She pursed her lips together in thought as she recognized the powder blue bug, she hadn't seen it in awhile, but it frequented the lot quite a bit.
Walking up the stairs she instantly remembered who owned the powder blue bug. The smile on her face turned in to a sudden frown at the sight before her. Her neighbor in an intense lip lock with his girlfriend, or who was supposed to be his ex-girlfriend.
She muttered a, "Get a room," that disrupted the two kissing fools.
Or perhaps she was the fool, he had never admitted to breaking up with the girl, she didn't blame him, she was gorgeous. And they were only fuck buddies, no emotional attachments what-so-ever; just the every day question and the every day screw.
River pulled away from the girl his eyes wide with shock as his eyes followed her to her door. She casted him one last glance before the dark haired girl attacked him with her lips. Megan sighed and pushed open her door, she shut it not wanting to hear or see what was going on with the long-haired god next door.
"You're a fool," She whispered to herself. "A goddamned fool," She shook her head.
She grabbed a paint brush from the coffee can in the middle of her dining room table and headed in to her room. She saw the freshly white painted walls and let out a heavy sigh, this was the best way she knew how to relieve her anxiety, her anger, and her happiness.
She found her paints and began thrusting the brush on to the uneven walls. She shook her head in disbelief as she heard loud voices next door, followed by some banging. She went over to her radio and turned the volume up loudly, her lips pursed together as the sound of Three Days Grace filled her room.
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
"I am not; I repeat am not going to Nicky's…" Megan growled in to the receiver later that evening.
"Oh c'mon Megs, you have to get out its Friday night… why are you in such a shitty mood?" Her friend's voice engulfed her thoughts.
"I just am… it was a bad night…" She pursed her lips together and looked at the one wall that was now completely covered in paint.
"Wash up, get your pretty ass down stairs and go out with me…" Kelsey demanded.
"How about you get your scrawny ass up here and force me because that's the only way I'm getting out of this apartment…" She pushed.
"Fine, have it your way…"
Kelsey was up the stairs in minutes, she took a glance at the door to the left of her friends and a smile grew on her face. She pushed open Megan's door and saw the scattered brushes and assortment of art that flooded the hallway. She carefully found her way to the back bedroom and glanced at the wall to her right and then at the girl who was sitting, or more like pouting, on the Queen sized bed.
"What is your deal?" Kelsey asked pulling her to her feet.
"I'm pissed off…" Megan stated pulling her arms out of her friend's grasp.
"Why is that?" She questioned.
"Because that girl parked in my fucking parking spot…" She narrowed her eyes to her good friend.
"The bug that was parked next to the hotty's Ducati?" The dark haired girl asked.
"That's the one…" The red head fell back on to her bed.
"So what?" Kelsey questioned trying to pull her back up.
"So what?" Megan halted her sarcastic laugh. "That bug belongs to his fucking girlfriend," She groaned.
"Oh…" Kelsey stopped trying to pull her up. "You're bitchy 'cause you didn't get laid…" She figured it out. "Well we go to Nicky's you can find an even hotter guy, fuck'im and we can go home…" She grinned.
Megan looked up at her friend, her honey brown eye sparked with a sudden interest, "You know, you're right…" She nodded her head.
"I usually am…" She grinned.
"Give me fifteen minutes…"
Within fifteen minutes Megan had put together her best looking ensemble that would ensure a good screw that night, took a shower, did her make-up and her hair and was off with Kelsey. She donned a black leather skirt, a dark purple corset top and a pair of killer black heels.
She knew he would be there tonight for some reason, she could feel it. No better way to get him back then to let him see her with another guy. She groaned at the thought, why did she care?
Admit it Megan, you were jealous. She thought to herself. Now it's my turn to make him jealous… she thought with a small smile on her lips.
Kelsey pulled her Toyota Camry in to a parking space and the two girls got out and walked in to the bar without much of an entrance. Megan didn't really care to be the center of attention, and neither did Kelsey really. The two girls made a beeline for the bar and ordered themselves a shot and a beer.
"Here's to taking the edge off," Megan proposed clinking her shot glass with Kelsey's.
"Amen to that…" She repeated as they both took the shot and slammed the empty glass on the bar.
"Well, would you look at that…" Reid pushed his arm roughly in to Tyler's.
Tyler looked towards the bar and saw a pair of long, milky white legs that seemed to be crying for attention, his eyes grew as he looked at Reid with a small smile on his lips. The girl's leather skirt clung to her hips and the purple corset seemed to be enhancing her lack of assets.
"That's pretty hot…" Tyler breathed as he rested his pool stick against the table.
"Look at that hair…" Reid bit his bottom lip as he noticed the tattoo that appeared on the inside of her wrist, which was only visible when she took the shot or a sip of the beer that was in front of her. "That is fuck me hair…" He stated to his best friend.
"I have to agree," Tyler leaned against the table and raised an eyebrow at the older boy. "Are you going to go after her?" He asked his friend.
"Let me get another drink in me, she looks like a feisty one…" He stated grabbing the waitress that was swaying by and ordering them each another drink.
"Nicky's going to have a fit when he finds out that she's giving you alcohol…"
"What Nicky doesn't know, won't hurt him…" Reid grinned. "Besides his male bartender is too busy ogling the two hot chicks at the bar to realize that they're still in high school…"
"And how do you know that?" Tyler questioned eyeing the two girls.
"The brunette, her key chain has a thing on it that says WHHS," He pointed out.
"You are very observant Mr. Garwin…" Tyler toasted him as the busty blonde handed them their drinks.
"Thanks Mindy," Reid thanked the waitress.
"It's Missy…" She protested.
"Whatever," Reid waved her off and Tyler couldn't help but smirk.
Tyler downed his shot as did Reid and the two were ripped out of their thoughts about the two girls when a very pissed off looking Pogue entered the bar, with a very somber looking Kate. Eyebrows rose instinctively as the pair high tailed it to a table where Caleb and Sarah were sitting and eating, both just as shocked as the two younger boys.
"When the hell did that happen?" Tyler asked confused.
"Beats the hell out of me, but I think I'm ready for the firecracker…" Reid stated the infamous smirk sliding on to his face as he let the pool stick rest on the table and sauntered over to the two girls, Tyler right behind him. "Ladies, can we buy you two a drink?" He asked motioning to Tyler who was giving off a small shy smile.
"Knock yourself out blondie…" The red head stated with a small smirk adorning her lips. Her vibrant brown eyes roamed over him, taking in his tattooed forearms and lean body.
"What're you drinking?" He asked.
"We were drinking a couple of beers, but I think a shot is in order, what do you think Kels?" the red head asked her dark haired girl.
"Sounds like a plan Meg," Kelsey stated with a sly grin as she eyed up the blue eyed brunette who seemed a bit shier than his friend.
"Tequila?" The blonde questioned.
"Go for it," The red head grinned as he leaned over her coolly getting a female bartender's attention.
"Hey sweetheart, would you mind getting us a round of tequila shots?" Those silverish-blue eyes flashed at her and the young bartender flushed and nodded her head. "Thanks babe," He grinned letting his body linger over the red head's a bit longer.
"Confidence, I like that…" The red head smirked letting her eyes linger over him again, his blonde haired swept in to his eyes, the black fingerless gloves on his hands showing a bit of ruggedness.
He bit his bottom lip slowly and gave her a simple smirk as four shots were placed down in front of them. Tyler slid in next to her friend and the two took their shots and started a slow conversation. The red head downed her shot and Reid took his, a lime hanging in his mouth.
Instinctively, the red head pulled the blonde closer to her, capturing his lips with hers. His hands moved from his sides up her legs and to her waist pulling her closer to him. She climbed off of the stool, pulling the blonde in to an even more intense lip lock.
Megan was enjoying the blonde's hands on her, the way his soft lips pushed against hers, and the lime poked around between their tongues. She opened her eyes, her gaze casting towards the couple that had waltzed in earlier. River did not look a bit pleased with his mocha skinned Barbie doll. She grinned against the blonde's lips as his gaze settled towards the bar.
She closed her eyes and pulled away from the blonde a bit breathless; she pulled the lime out of her mouth and winked at him. She felt his hands rest on her ass, she grinned holding herself against him.
"You wanna get out of here?" She asked him.
"I thought you'd never ask…" He grinned.
Pogue's jaw set, Kate was annoying him more than usual. She had worked her magic, orally, on him earlier that day. Begging for him to forgive her and he was stupid enough to give her another chance. You're an idiot, he thought shaking his head.
She was gabbing on and on to Sarah who seemed completely uninterested in anything the girl had to say. Pogue couldn't blame her, the way she had treated them all the last week or so had been rude and brutal, and Sarah got the brunt end of it because she was her roommate.
He rolled his hazel eyes as she put her hands on his arm, she could feel the scratch marks on his arm and her perfectly arched eyebrow rose. He smirked to her and casted his gaze towards the bar; he saw Tyler standing next to a cute brunette girl who had a nice rack and an average build. Reid was standing in the way of the girl he was in an intense lip-lock with.
He watched as the blonde pulled away from his latest conquest and Pogue recognized that head of bright red hair. His jaw went slack as he stared in shock as the girl gave Reid a suggestive look and said something to him, quietly as Reid grinned and nodded his head.
Tyler tossed him the keys to his Hummer, and Reid dragged the red head out of the bar.
That fucking bastard, Pogue thought viciously. Pogue stopped and shook his head, Reid didn't know. He didn't know that the red head was Pogue's neighbor, Pogue's fuck buddy. He got up motioning to Kate that he'd be back. He knew she had seen him with Kate, but did that give her the right to go after one of his best friend's?
She didn't know, he mused. She didn't know that the blonde wonder was his best friend since child hood, the one that shared the same secret that he had.
He walked outside and saw Reid pulling out of the parking lot, the red head in the passenger's seat of Tyler's black Hummer. He pursed his lips together as she caught his eye, a look of indifference settled on her face as she quirked an eyebrow up at him and turned her attention back to the blonde.
Megan licked her lips as the blonde rested a hand freely on her bare thigh, "Your place or mine?" He asked.
"Yours," She retorted simply. Her number one rule was to not bring a guy to her apartment, at least not the first time.
"Not a problem," He grinned heading towards the Spencer dorms.
"You go to Spencer?" She asked looking at the massive school.
"Unfortunately, something about a good education or some shit like that…" He stated waving his other hand carelessly.
"Understandable…" She stated as he parked the car and hopped out, she nearly fell out of the high Hummer trying to get out. She ran around to the blonde, she pushed him up against the Hummer and forced her lips on his.
"So Meg is it?" He asked pulling her towards his dorm, remembering what her friend had called her.
"That's right," She nodded her head pushing him in to the door of the dormitory, pressing herself against him.
"I was right about you," He breathed heavily pushing the door open and slamming her in to the wall of the student lobby. His lips teasing her slightly as he leered down, his tall frame towering over her.
"You were?" She questioned giving him a shove towards the stairs.
"Unbelievably right," He groaned as pushed her hands up his shirt feeling his tight abdomen.
"Well let's hope I was right about you," She stated letting her hands linger south.
"Trust me, you wont' be disappointed…" He grinned pulling her up and towards his dorm room.
He pushed her against his door and with closed eyes he used to unlock the door and push it open, and again to close it behind him as he threw her on to his bed. He stripped off the black hoodie and kicked off his shoes as he crawled up on to the bed. His lips lingered around her inner thighs, his hand slipping under the black leather.
"My guess," He hummed slowly before his fingers inched closer to her. "Au naturale?" He lifted an eyebrow in question.
She licked her lips and winked at him, as his slim fingers answered the question for him, his sharp teeth pierced in to her thighs and she let out a low moan. Excitement ran through her veins as the incredibly handsome blonde maneuvered her skirt off with out much hassle, his gloved hands ran over her smooth skin, scratching it slightly as he thrusted two fingers in to her.
Her back arched with the sudden movement and a low growl escaped her lips as the rough material of those leather gloves rubbed against her most sensitive areas.
Megan collapsed on to the bed next to the blonde; they had just finished another round. They were already past seconds and beyond thirds right now. The cocky grin never left the blonde's face as he situated himself. She couldn't help but grin herself at the thought of how much pain she would probably be in tomorrow.
He was a biter… she grinned at the thought, and she was a scratcher, both down for wild and kinky sex, which there was plenty of that going on within the last few hours. She sat up and felt his mouth on her naked torso, those straight white teeth bearing in to her milky white skin right above her love handles. His free hand reached around and grabbed her left breasts massaging it slowly as he sat up, his mouth lingering through her hair and to her neck.
He wrapped his hand in her hair and tugged her back against his bare chest; she let out a low moan, his hand slipping down from her breast, slowly down her abdomen and in between her legs. She dug her short fingernails in to his muscular thighs, her hips rocking steadily with his fluid motions as he nibbled gently and teasingly on to her ear, pulling her hair every few strokes.
She sucked in a deep breath when his fingers dove in side of her, moving in and out of her at a rapid, steady pace.
Pogue griped on to Kate's long dark hair pulling on it as he slammed in to her, she let out a squeaked and gave him a pitiful look. Pogue let go of her hair as she swatted at his chest angrily.
"What are you trying to do to me, kill me?" She asked pushing him off of her.
"I was just trying something different…" Pogue stated pulling on a pair of pajama pants.
"Something different?" Kate scoffed pulling on a white tank top not bothering with her bra. "Like what rape? Jesus Christ Pogue…" She cursed. "This has to do with all those goddamn scrapes and scars all over you, doesn't it?" She asked accusingly.
"Not that it's any of your business," Pogue muttered getting up and going in to the kitchen. He had seen Molly's car parked in a different spot when they came back from Nicky's, but realized it was because his gracious ex-girlfriend, girlfriend… whatever, had parked next to him.
"It is my business; I'm your girlfriend…" She stated pointing to herself and pulled on her jean skirt.
"It happened when we were off, not on… just like I'm not going to ask you about Billy, Bobby, Brad… whatever the fuck his name is…"
"Brent…" Kate corrected him.
"Whatever," Pogue growled.
"Who is she?" Kate asked following him in to the kitchen.
"It's none of your business Kate," Pogue insisted.
"Yes it is, because it's her fault that you fucking pulled that stunt in there…" She stated thrusting her finger in the direction of his room.
"It's not her fault… maybe if you would try new things…" He stated pulling out a half gallon of milk and chugging straight from the carton.
"So there was another girl…" She scoffed; she turned her nose up at him, one drop of milk slid down his toned chest. "That is so disgusting, knock it off…"
"When did you get so goddamn bossy?" He asked remembering Wednesday he had done the same thing while Molly was there and she laughed, and licked the excess milk off of his chest before pushing him in to one of the chairs and having her way with him.
"When did you become such a goddamn asshole?" She pushed him down in to the chair, the same chair that he had fucked Molly on two nights before.
"Come here…" He pulled her in to his lap and tried to get her in the mood.
She pushed him away from her, "Stop,"
"Oh c'mon Kate, don't' you want to be a little adventurous?" Pogue tried to coax her.
"No, I'm going to bed…" She huffed and stomped down the hall to his bedroom.
Pogue sat back in his seat and sighed, this is not what he had hoped for, not at all. He ran his stiff fingers through his hair; she was probably doing his best friend right now. He shuddered at the thought, this couldn't be happening. He got up and turned the lights off in the kitchen.
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