AN: Okay, you all owe me big time for this one :) I'm your new favorite person, ha!
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Chapter 4 - My Super Hot Lover
I knocked quietly on the door to the Gellar Estate. I waited a whole 24 seconds for the door to open.
"Mitchie, you look great." Freddie greeted. Wow, I'm wearing the exact same thing as before genius.
"Thanks." I politely replied. As he moved to the side to let me in, I couldn't help but let my eyes dart around the room, looking for the only reason I was even here. "Where's Caitlyn?"
He seemed a little troubled that I was asking for her...on our date. If that's what he wants to call it.
"I'd guess in her room. She never comes out of there, but I don't blame her." He spoke quietly while closing the door. "This way to dining room."
He reached out for my hand, but I was already sprinting to where he pointed before he could touch me. I silently gasped at how amazing the house was. From the outside it looked normal. On the inside it looked...expensive. Everything in here looked priceless and...breakable.
"Is a lot of this fragile?" I asked him while eyeing a vase.
"Some of them are. But they can all be replaced. It's not like they have a purpose anyways." He sounded a little distracted, and I wished I knew what he was thinking as we walked down a long hallway and then turned to the left to enter a large dining room area. The kitchen was visable on the other side of the room.
"Hello, Mitchie." Mrs. Gellar's voice sounded too happy and fake. I could tell she only tolerated me because Freddie liked me.
"Um, hi Mrs. Gellar." I tried to sound polite. She didn't buy it. Instead of keeping up the conversation she stalked off to the kitchen.
Freddie sat down at the fancy oak dining table, and gestured for me to sit next to him. I was about to sit down when Caitlyn walked into the room behind me. I turned to look at her, a smile on my lips whether I wanted it there or not. She looked puzzled, shocked, but most of all...scared.
"Mitchie?" She breathed, staring at me like I was big foot or something. Her gaze went straight to her mother who was in the kitchen, humming a pointless tune. "What are you doing here? Why are you here?"
"Freddie invited me over." I tried to smile at him when we locked eyes for a breif moment.
"What? Why?" She looked at him, panic in her voice. God, if you don't want me here then just kick me out already.
"Because, I like her." He flashed me one of those jaw dropping smiles. "It's our first date."
Caitlyn looked like she was gonna explode, but didn't press the subject because their mom returned to the dining area with a plater full of food. It smelled good, but I'd let the others eat first in case it was poisoned.
I took the seat next to Freddie and Caitlyn took the other side of me. After Mrs. Gellar set the plater of food down she walked to the head of the huge dining table and took a seat.
I didn't notice what the food was until everyone was reaching out for it at once. Take out from China Central. That's their idea of a family meal? I tried not to laugh as I filled up my plate.
"So, Mitchie..." Mrs. Gellar began, taking a bite of chicken. Caitlyn's breathing sped up and I could swear she was about to have an asthma attack on me or something. "What do you plan to do with your life?"
Huh? What kind of a question is that?
"I...don't really know. My main goal is to be involved with music..." I trailed off, afraid of Mrs. Gellar going to go crazy on me.
"What's your backup plan for when that fails?" I glanced up at her. She looked as normal as she had ten seconds ago. Like she hadn't just insulted me.
"Oh, I...I uh, don't really have one." I'm in high school woman, I don't know everything.
"It's just like what I tell Caitlyn over there..." She pointed to make sure I knew which person she was talking about. Duh, who else would it be? "You need to have a real plan. Be a lawyer...or maybe a doctor...something worth doing."
"I think music is worth it. I think it's worth everything." I replied, trying not to sound too offended.
Both Caitlyn and Freddie sent nervous glances towards their mother. But she seemed calm on the outside.
"You remember that in a few years when you're homeless and begging for money on the side of the road." She smirked at her rice.
"I really don't think I'll be in that situation." I tried not to get angry.
"None of them do until the drug addiction drives them bankrupt." She smiled innocently at me.
Wow, maybe I do look like a pot smoker. First my teacher, now their mom. Is everyone a critic these days?
"No offense, but I'd rather be on the side of the road then a walking talking barbie doll." Oh crap. I'm gonna get it. Can chopsticks stab people? I better find the nearest exit...
Freddie and Caitlyn had the same scared look. Both were watching there mother's every move, ready to call the police.
"You little..." Before Mrs. Gellar could even get one insult out of her big mouth, Caitlyn had stood up, making everyone stare.
"No! You can say all the crap you want to me. But I'm not gonna sit here and watch you do it to her." Her voice was shaky and nervous. I'd never seen this side of Caitlyn.
Freddie stood up as well, his hand on my shoulder, pulling me up with him. "Mom, just take a drive. Go to your happy place."
Mrs. Gellar stood and smirked at her son. "That's why he's the favorite." She glared at Caitlyn before tossing her chopsticks on the table and turning towards the kitchen. She snatched the car keys and within a minute she was out the door and screeching tires could be heard.
The room's awkwardness didn't fade.
"Happy place?" I asked, trying to get us talking before the next ice age.
"It's code for her new favorite club." Freddie explained taking a step towards the door. "Wanna see my room?" He raised his eyesbrows and smiled at me.
I placed my hand on Caitlyn's shaking shoulder. "As cool as that sounds, I'd rather hang out with the person that actually defended me."
My sentence hurt him a lot more then I thought it would. He stormed off before another word could be said about the subject.
I turned slowly to Caitlyn. "By the way." I started and she bit her bottom lip. "I just totally looove you're mom."
I was happy to see Caitlyn crack a smile.
"She's a handfull." She sighed before slowly grabbing onto my hand and pulling me out of the dining room, leaving the forgotten food.
We walked through the house, past a door that had a sign that said NO ENTRY. Mrs. Gellar's room no doubt.
Caitlyn opened the door to the room all the way at the end of the long hallway. I walked in before she shut the door behind us.
"Woa." I muttered while taking in her room.
The walls were blank, white, and the paint was chiping in some places. There was a wet spot on the ceiling, hurricane damage, in the corner. A small-ish bed was in the middle of the room, facing a very old window with tacky curtains. There was a tiny dressor off to the side, clothes all around it because they wouldn't all fit.
"It's not as...luxurious as the rest of the house." She confessed while moving to sit on the bed.
"It's like a match box compared the rest of the house." I laughed while sitting down next to her. She gave me a look and I added, "Just the way I like it."
She smiled and leaned against me. Our shoulders pushing together.
"I'm still thinking about actually moving into that vintage shop we went to." She giggled. I laughed too, but the reminder of our almost kiss made the room silent.
"Um...we should probably talk about what happened there." I suggested, not making eye contact.
"Or we could just say we did, and not." She gave a nervous giggle.
"Yeah but...I just can't stop thinking about it. Mistake...or not. I really wanted it...and that kind of messes up our friendship." Is it a problem when you have to tell the truth to everyone? What's with the Gellar family and my need to blurt it all out?
"I...I kinda wanted it too." She blushed.
Without exchanging any more words I slowly moved my hand to where it was on top of hers. Our fingers laced together in the warm, cozy, but in no way easy to look at room. I looked up into her brown eyes, getting lost in them. My other hand reached up to her face and carefully cupped her cheek. Without any more waiting, our lips crashed together in a moment of heated excitement, and pure lust.
Her skin felt soft and warm in my hand. I pulled her closer to me. That's all my brain could allow me to do while she moved her legs around. I'm not sure how, but when we pulled apart I was straddling her waist, her hands gently placed on my hips.
I sucked in a breath of air, ready to continue what we'd started, but when I leaned down to kiss her again she pressed herself further into the pillow that had some how gotten under her head.
"Please don't say we have to talk about this." I whispered, gazing at her lips like they were a million dollars.
"Mitchie..." Her cheeks turned red and eyes darted around the room. She wouldn't look at me.
"Sorry." Well...it was good while it lasted? Ugh, it could've lasted a little longer.
"No, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..." She trailed off, looking up into my eyes. I tried not to move. Maybe she'd forget I was on top of her? That's the plan. My only plan.
"No, it's my fault...I shouldn't have done that." Yes, I should've. I would kill myself if I hadn't done that.
"No...I'm sorry. It's still all my fault." She muttered, her voice shaky.
"Fine, it's your fault." I gave her a smile. Thankfully she smiled back, and that would've made my day if she didn't glance down see how we were positioned. But I didn't care when her smile vanished. I didn't care when she looked back up at me, confused and a little scared. I didn't care when I heard sounds somewhere in the room.
I leaned down, my lips so close that they were gently brushing against hers. I glanced up into her eyes, she looked terrified, but she didn't stop me. I closed my eyes and gently pressed my lips against hers. It took all my strength not to attack her lips and start ripping all her clothes off.
There was a faint knock on the door, but it sounded like it was miles and miles away. I didn't let it bother me as our lips parted and her tongue glided into my mouth. The feeling sent a shiver down my spine and tingly sensations all across my body.
There was another knock, a harder one, and the sound of someone talking. I didn't pay it any attention as her our tongues touched for the very first time. I tuned out the third and loudest knock as she sucked on my bottom lip, sending feelings I'd never felt before to places that made not ripping her clothes off her body even harder.
There was more sound from the door, and finally Caitlyn pulled her lips back and shouted, "What?" In an aggravated tone. I smiled. She was just as ticked off about the person outside the door interupting our make-out session as I was.
"Mom'll be back soon." Freddie's voice came from the other side of the door. He said something else but it was too muffled to understand.
"I can't hear you." Caitlyn called out, not looking at me, but only at the door. Was she ashamed to be kissing me?
The door opened with a creaking sound and Freddie walked, his eyes on his phone, and repeated, "Mom'll be here soon. If I were you I'd go clean the kitchen up to get on her good side..." He stopped when he looked up and saw our positions. His phone fell out of his hands and hit the ground with a small thud. "What the hell?! She's my date remember?" He was glaring at Caitlyn.
We rolled off the bed, standing in front of him, our cheeks burning red. Was this whole family bipolar?
"Yeah, about that Freddie." A smirk came to her face as she walked over to him and slung her arm over his shoulders. "Rule number one, always keep your guests entertained."
"That was really entertaining." I added while a smirk matching Caitlyn's grew on my lips.
"Number two..." She continued while looking up at her brother. "When your date leaves you for your younger sister...it's time to consider getting at least a little bit cool."
"Yep." I agreed as he looked between the two of us.
"Number three..." Her smirk turned into a small frown. "Don't rat our your sister to your mom. Please, Freddie! If it'd be easier on you, me and Mitchie can run over to her house, that way mom will never know. You just have to cover for us!" She gave him the puppy dog eyes.
"Alright, whatever, but..." He took a step back from her and looked at both of us before saying, "You have to find me a new date. For this Saturday!"
Caitlyn was about to complain but I got to it first, "Done! I know the perfect person for you!"
She gave me a look and then nodded her head at her brother. "Perfect." She agreed.
"She better be." He muttered while turning to leave. He stopped to pick up his phone and then walked out of the room.
"Come on!" I laughed while grabbing her hand and pulling her out the door, down the hall, out the front door, to the sidewalk, down the street, took a right, down my street, then a right into my house.
I panted the whole way up the stairs to my room.
"Where's your parents?" She asked, out of breath as we walked into my room, I closed the door behind her.
"Don't know, don't care." I said while pushing her down on my bed. I straddled her again and didn't hesitate to attack her lips. She didn't say anything, but a moan came from deep in her throat. As if it were possible, that just turned me more on.
Our hands didn't wait to roam each others bodies, even for the clothes to fly off. I'd never imagined doing this with her, but then again I never thought it'd feel that good. Our bodies connected better then you could imagine.
It was the best feeling in the world, opening your eyes to see the sun streaming through the windows, the person you love by your side.
The room was warm and cozy. I rolled over, carefully, so I wouldn't diturb her. She had her back to me, and was facing the wall. Her tan bare back was all I could see, the sheets lazily laying across her body.
I smiled to myself and wrapped my arms around her waist. "Morning sunshine." I whispered into her ear as she blinked a few times and took in her surroundings. She turned her head to look up at me. "Did you sleep well?" I asked, a smirk on my face as I cuddled in closer to her warm body.
"No! God, you're like the energizer bunny. You just keep going, and going, and going." She giggled, her eyes fluttering shut. "What time is it?"
"Uh..." I glanced over to the clock on my desk. "Noon." I answered before kissing her shoulder.
"What's today?" She asked, moving her body so that she was belly side up. The sheets gracefully fell so that they laid just above her hips.
My eyes popped out of head. Seeing Caitlyn naked in the dark is one thing. Seeing Caitlyn naked in the morning with the sunlight shining across her body, is an entirely different experience. I could feel the lump grow in my throat as I stared at her chest. I'm not gonna lie to you, it was better then staring at Connect 3. All of them shirtless. And wet. In bathing suits. Really short bathing suits. Speedos. Yeah, it was that good.
She glanced up at me and giggled, making her chest rise a fall in quick motions. Hmmm...I'm gonna have to make her laugh more often.
"Having fun?" She asked, a smile on her lips.
I didn't bother to turn away and blush. I didn't care that I'd been caught red handed, I just wanted to stare at her some more.
"Oh yeah." I breathed, trying to keep my hands to myself. Wait, where are my hands? I found one propping my head up on a pillow, and the other perfectly still on her stomach. Sooo close...just a few more inches...no! Focus, Torres.
"Any idea what today is?" Caitlyn asked again, looking for my calendar.
"October somethin'." I replied, taking adventage of her looking the other way to wipe off my drool.
"It's Halloween!" She exclaimed, a big toothy grin on her face.
"I know what we can go as." I whispered, tearing my eyes off her body and bringing them to her her brown eyes.
"What?" She asked, glancing at my own uncovered chest. That made me smile.
"My super hot lover." I whispered seductively into her ear, licking it for the full effect. I felt her shiver and when our eyes locked again there was lust shining in hers.
"Only if you'll go as my lesbian sex slave." She giggled while biting her lip.
"Pssh, I'd..." I but off mid-sentence, about to say something flirty, but then I realized what she'd just said. "Lesbian?"
Her cheeks turned a pink-ish color and she avoided my gaze.
"I just...I've been meaning to tell for awhile." She whispered.
"Well, it's about time!" I gave her a look as she glanced up at me. She smiled and then pecked my lips.
"I could get used to that." I muttered before leading a trail of kisses down her neck.
"I'm just worried about going home." She confessed once I had reached her collar bone.
"Why? Freddie's gonna cover for you." I muttered against her soft skin.
"Only if we find him a date, and you have no idea how hard that's gonna be." She complained while running her fingers through my hair.
"Got it covered." I whispered as my kisses continued to get wetter, harder, and further away from her lips.
"Are you sure?" Her voice shot up an octave as I reached my destination point. A moan escaped mouth.
"Positive." I muttered before we did a replay of last nights events.
It was around two when we finally got dressed and headed downstairs for food.
"Here." I tossed her the remote before entering the kitchen. I could hear Spongebob talking to Squidward as I made us sandwhiches. I noticed a note on the counter and read it before taking off to the living room were Caitlyn sat on the couch, giggling at something Spongebob just said.
"Here you go." I handed her her lunch.
"Thank you." She pecked my lips before taking a rather large bite of it.
"Mom left me a note." I said after taking a bite myself. "Her and dad are at some cooking convention thing in Pensacola. They'll be back tonight."
"Hmm, so we get the entire house to ourselves for the rest of the day?" She raised her eyebrows suggestively.
"No, we get to pick out costumes for tonight." I grinned before finishing of my food.
"What are you planning on putting me in?" She asked while turning to the TV.
"I was thinking we could go as a donkey. You could be the ass, just like normal." I laughed before getting wacked in the head with a couch pillow.
"Watch it, Torres. I'm the boss in this relationship." She laughed while I tossed the pillow to the side.
"So, we're together?" I asked, trying to keep it casual.
"I'm not sure what we are." She quietly confessed, staring at the TV.
"We're two girls who just an intense night of physical contact." I smirked at her while she blushed.
"You know what I meant." She smiled.
"Yeah, but I still like saying it. Physical contact." I leaned in close to her and placed my hand on her thigh.
"Don't get yourself too excited, Torres." She whispered while turning to smile at me.
"Don't hold back on me, Gellar." I whispered while pressing my lips against hers.
"Mitchie..." She said in between kisses. "We...have...to...costumes..."
I pulled away, a little sad, and stood up. I pulled her with me and replied, "Yeah, it'll be getting dark too soon. We need to get all fabulous!"
I pulled her with me as we left Spongebob and Mrs. Puff flying off a cliff in a boat.
We ended up just putting on some of my clothes and going as hippies. Not too hard to pull off. And if I do say so myself, we look pretty good.
"We look hot." Caitlyn said as we posed for the mirror.
"No, you look hot. I look smoking!" I giggled before giving her a surprise kiss. I still couldn't get used to kissing her. It was the same new and shocked feeling every time.
"Yeah, okaaaaay." She laughed while running a finger across my cheek.
"You ready to get some candy?" I asked, slipping my hands into her back pockets. She gasped and I took advantage of that by sticking my tongue into her mouth.
When our ten mintue make-out session was done, I pulled back titled my head to the side.
"Maybe we should skip the candy." She said looking into my eyes.
"My parents will be back any minute." I reminded her. It would've been fine, but we weren't exactly the quietest people when in the bedroom.
"Then candy here we come." She smiled before taking my hand and dragging me out the front door. As we started to walk towards the street, pumpkin shaped buckets in our hands, my dad's car pulled up.
"Hey girls!" My mom greeted as we walked past her getting out of the car. "Don't be gone too long! Call us if you need us to pick you up!"
"Hey, mom?" I turned around to face her, still walking beside Caitlyn.
"Yes?" She called shutting the car door.
"Can Caitlyn spend the night?" I asked, of course she'd say yes. It's a holiday. My mom is a sucker for holidays.
"Yeah, you kids have fun!" She called before turning for the house.
"Why am I spending the night?" She asked while the sky got darker by the minute. I would have thought it was just night time coming, but when I took a closer look it was storm clouds.
"I figured you could use some more time from your lovely mom." I answered while watching two cute little kids dressed as ghosts ran past us, laughing as their parents chased after them.
She gently grabbed onto my arm and stopped us from walking. I was about to crack a slow poke joke when she pulled me into a tight hug. I didn't ask any questions.
"Thank you." She whispered, holding onto me like it was a life or death situation. "For everything."
"We better get some candy before all the little munchkins steal all the good stuff. Come on." I smiled as we pulled apart. I held onto her hand while we walked along the side walk. A gentle rumble of thunder came across the dark sky.
We went to every house on my street, and the next, and the next, and the next, but we avoided Caitlyn's street. We'd been out for a good three hours, and our buckets were overflowing with goodies as we swung them around.
We started walking for home, lightning shooting across the sky.
"What am I?" I asked while running over to a tree and wrapping my arms around it. She almost fell over laughing. When she calmed down enough to speak, it was covered in giggles.
"Tree hugger!" She exclaimed as another loud burst of thunder shook the ground.
I stumbled over to her and immediatly reached for her hand. I'd been holding it all night, and no one, not even the crazy old lady on Rolando Street, said anything about it. It thrilled me to be able to hold her hand in public. Even if it was Halloween and people were letting things like that slide without a word on it.
"You kids better get home quick now!" A lady called after a group of kids as they left her front door, laughing at the top of their lungs. "It'll be rainin' cats 'n' dogs any minute now!"
We walked along the sidewalk, a street away from mine, as it began to sprinkle all around us.
"We'll be soaked before we make it." Caitlyn complained while looking up at the dark sky.
"If you keep giving me that look then that'll totally happen." I laughed. She opened in her mouth in fake shock.
"What look?" She asked while giving me the most seductive look in history. I grunted.
"Why? Why must you tease me like that?" I asked as she busted out laughing, the rain falling harder around us.
"Why do you put up with me? Because you're a dork?" She countered with a smirk.
"Yes...and no." I replied as the rain began to really fall down on us. We broke into a sprint towards the house. It was raining so hard that you couldn't see anything that wasn't three feet in front of you. I grabbed onto Caitlyn so I wouldn't loose her in the falling ocean.
Once we were at the front steps of my house, panting from our hard core running, she put on a sarcastic expression. I stepped closer to see her through the blinding rain.
"Then why, Mitchie?" She asked me. "Because I love you." I answered while the rain poured down on us.
She looked serious all of a sudden, then a smile came to her face.
"Besides Freddie, waaaaay back in the old days, and my dad...you're the only one that's ever said that to me." She confessed as rain, or tears, fell down her cheeks.
I pulled her into a wet hug and then pressed my lips against hers before whispering, "I'll always love you."
She smiled at me before kissing me and saying, "I love you, too."
It would have been the most chick flick material moment, if it weren't for the rain. It stung our skin as it continued to fall on us. I opened the front door just as a loud boom of thunder shook the ground. I could hear the weather report coming from the television in the living room as we walked in and shut the door behind us.
My mom came flying around the corner when she heard us come in.
"Oh! I was so worried about you two." She looked like she wanted to hug us, but was fighting it because of the fact that we were dripping. "I'll get some towels."
"No, mom, it's okay. We'll just head upstairs and take a shower. Caitlyn can borrow some of my clothes." I smiled while slipping past her and climbing the steps, Caitlyn on my heels.
"Try not to make a mess!" She called behind us as we slipped into my room.
"You want the first shower?" Caitlyn asked as I closed the door.
"Who said anything about taking more then one? I was thinking we could share, you know, save water." I smirked at her as her cheeks went rosy with a blush.
"Race you." She laughed while we ran back out my door and to the bathroom. Thankfully, the running water and storm outside was the perfect cover for what went on in there.
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AN: Did I just kill you with the fluffy-ness of the chapter, or what?! XD