Hype's POV
"Hey Hype," a voice whispers next to me as I lift my head a little wiping tears away. Strangers give me gentle looks as I know my eyes are red and puffy. Looking to my left, is my and Sketch's childhood enemy friend. Oscar Delancey is sitting next to me. Arm around me and talking gently his grey eyes look lovingly at me and for some reason it feels good; so Oscar Delancey does have a soft side, who knew?
"What happened?" he asks, it's not like I don't want to answer him but he won't leave me alone until I do. "I mean, todays a beautiful winter day, the weather's still a little chilly and the sun is out," he continues as I still cry. I can't take it anymore and decide to tell him, not knowing how he'd react.
"Ike pressured me to have sex with him again," I say hastily, wiping even more tears away. Looking at him out of the corner of my watery eyes he resembles some sort of sympathetic face. "It's not like I don't want to do it with him it's just that…when I refuse he just gets mean and I just get scarred enough I have to get away from it all."
"Oh," he whispers.
"Yea, and like I don't know why I'm even scarred because I'm sure he's a great partner I'm just…scarred," I whimper.
"Well, I could teach you how to not be scarred, Hype, it's easy. Have you ever got drunk before?" he asks as I cock my head at him. He takes out a tissue real quick and wipes my face.
"If you don't remember, I'm nineteen; even though it means I can drink, does not mean I should. I reply as he lets out a sigh. "I'm not going to buy wine if I don't drink it."
"I could buy it and we could drink it together," he whispers. "Then we could…
"You don't get mean when your drinking do you?" I cut him of hastily, scooting away a bit from the bench. He shakes his head.
"As I was saying, after we drink, we could have sex in a way you won't be scarred to have it with Ike. He wouldn't know anyways."
"Yea I guess," I mumbled. "But what if he does find out?"
"I'll compromise with him one way or another," he grimaces. "When do you want to…?"
"Sorry," I say, hearing my phone click, cutting him off yet again as I get a text from Ike.
To: my_damsel_in_distress: Sorry about earlier, going somewhere tonight so be back by lunch tomorrow. Love you forever and always, Ike.
"Well that's that," I sigh, looking at my wallpaper and turning off my phone.
"I like your picture," he smirks.
"Oh thanks," I say, pushing a strand of hair behind my ear.
"So anyways, want to do it now?" he asks.
"Yea, we can do it in our apartment, we have a guest room," I reply.
"So I'll buy the whiskey?" he nods.
"Yes, and you know where I live?" I ask back as he nods.
"See you soon," he says as he helps me stand. We hug for a little bit and part ways until we see each other again. Back at the apartment, I straighten up the guest room a bit and bring a few more blankets in. Closing the curtains, I set the blankets down and warm myself.
Hearing a knock on the door I open it to see Oscar holding a bottle of wine and flowers: dozen roses. Ike's going to kill us, I think as I let him in and we sit at the kitchen table, drinking ourselves silly.
"Oh, you like being drunk?" Oscar laughs somewhat sinisterly.
"Yea, it feels so good, it just makes me feel numb and I like it, but it's bitter," I say, taking in more. He laughs drunkenly and slurs at me, glaring him down as I laugh at him for having the hiccups.
"Hype you're mean," he jokes.
"How?" I laugh.
"You're laughing at me for having the hiccups." He smiles, hiccupping between each word.
"Because it's funny," I smirk as I finish and set down my glass as he does the same. Coming over to me, he picks me up bridal style, glances around and looks down at me.
"Hey Oscar, I need to tell you something." I whisper, wringing my hands as he sets me down on the bed and looks at me. "I haven't been…totally truthful with you. I've had sex with Ike before, but it was before we lived together. It was actually the week after graduating, well, I was having the blues about leaving and after school at dusk we decided to meet up and Ike was like, ' hey, remember those rumors from junior year when we took sex ed. together and everyone thought we went behind the school every day to have sex? Well let's make one of them come true. Its ok babe, I brought protection. We don't have to do anything drastic, just slow and easy.' So, we did, we had sex and when the rest of us went out to dinner; Mike, Nicole, Sketch, Davey, Fess and the rest of them, well. That night we were silent and we just wanted to get dinner over with so we could do it again. When we went back to fuck, it was dark out and Ike brought a blanket for us to lie on as we got naked and done the deed. It was sweet and everything, but because Ike's being drinking so much lately and being concerned and everything; he's just being protective, and when he's protective, he's really mean to me. Sometimes thought…not all the time. "
"So and him have already lost your virginities to each other?" he asks as I nod hastily. "You guys had sex behind Joshua L. Meridian high school?" I nod again.
"Hype, you can't be afraid of your lover," he states passionately.
"I know Oscar, it's just…" I start. "He'll always be mean to you when you think he is, most of the time, he's just trying to keep you safe that's all."
"Ok, ok, I got it Oscar," I mumble, "thanks."
"So, do you still want to have sex or have we already worked out problems just by talking?" he inserts as I lie on the bed.
"Uhm, you said we could so…and Ike won't be here until tomorrow; so he's probably drinking somewhere in Brooklyn. He doesn't even know any of the vendors in Brooklyn, so I'm pretty sure he won't get in a fight of sorts. Gambling, well he took his wallet that only had twenty five in it. Having sex with another girl, well, I just hope he doesn't." I explain
"But… what if he knows we had sex, because I'm pretty sure he wouldn't be okay with it." He replies.
"What you don't know can't hurt you," I mutter "Oscar I'll be honest with you, I really want to have sex with you so maybe we could just…I mean, it's cool if you don't but if we do can we just…take it slow and easy? Maybe later in the night we could be a bit more daring?" I ask slightly as Oscar gives me a mischievous grin, then advances towards the side of the bed.
"Well then Hyper, ready to still conquer fears and have the best night of your life?" he asks as I nod gratefully. Walking to the guest room, I watch him shyly as he bolts the door and window shut; and he tells me to strip without being shy and I do so after seeing his naked body and blush. Taking off my skirt and blouse, bra and underwear I face him, biting my nails as he smiles at me. Walking up to close the gap, I stop mid stride. He follows the rest of the way. Standing on my tip toes I kiss him deeply, and we begin to make out. He smiles making sure I'm not nervous. He kisses my cheek, and pulls me closer to him, squeezing me tightly, and stroking my hair, he kisses me softly. His lips feel like silk, making me melt like butter. I moan slightly, he pulls away.
"Oh you like that? Hm? I'll give you something to moan about soon though," he winks. I smile as we begin to back up to the bed. Rubbing my hands all over his bare chest; drunken sex, I think, this is defiantly going to go well.
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"Oscar, Oscar, Oscar," I cry out louder every time as he finally stops to look at me. "No, no, keep going I just…needed to scream something, God this is so pleasurable."
"Glad you're enjoying it," he smiles, "hope Ike never finds out."
"There's a slight chance he will, but still, I think we have to keep calm about it." I reply. He looks at me and carefully kisses my cheek and sighs. Repeatedly injecting me, I kiss him deeply when I get the chance. When enough is enough, I tell him and we stop. He gets off of me and pulls me into his arms, smiling and laughing for no reason, jus basking in the afterglow. Sore exhausted and sticky we both somehow fall asleep until morning.
"Good morning beautiful," a voice says from above me. I get scarred as he clutches me tighter as I slowly look up.
"Hey Ike," I whisper.
"Morning sweet pea, I see someone decided to sleep in the buff," he smiles, hiding a slight laugh.
"Ike, I'm sore," I whine, realizing what I just said I'm now fully awake in shock.
"Well, what were you doing last night?" he asks. "Sorry I wasn't here with you last night though, but what were you doing in the guest room?"
"It's fine; I think when I was sleeping though I got restless and hit myself a bunch of times by accidently punching the wall. I think I fell off a few times too," I lied. "And for sleeping in the guest room, I didn't want to sleep in our bed because that would just make me miss you more than I should."
"I'm sorry sweetie, probably should have texted you for when I'd come home," he grimaces. "Well, we need to get going. Today I was planning a walk and for Dave and Bridget to have lunch with us.
"Yea sure," I mumble, checking the time. "I'll be ready in an hour.
"And eat something before we leave ok? Please, for me," he smiles cheekily as I roll my eyes and oblige headed towards the kitchen in my pajamas.