AN: Hey all, sorry it took so long to update, life gets busy I suppose. But hopefully everyone will enjoy. Thanks for reading.

-iwabo

Chapter 4

"So what do you guys think?" Rocky asked from the back seat.

"Of what?" Marty asked with squinted eyes as he blew out a puff from the joint being passed around. He handed it to me and looked back at Rocky. I rolled my eyes and relayed the illegal role of paper to the back seat.

"The puppy duh!" Rocky said making a kissy face at Kirra who sat sleeping in my lap.

"Could you at least roll some windows down?" I asked impatiently. "She's only eight weeks old. I don't want her stoned out of her brain for the rest of her life." Everyone laughed.

"Well if she's anything like her new mom, she needs to be," Rocky said with a smirk.

"Fuck off jackass," I replied with a laugh.

"And on that note, I think it's a totally awesome plan," Marty said to Rocky.

"Do you really think he'll go for it?" Clyde asked.

"Come on, the fat boy will practically get a hard on the minute he picks up the phone," Marty replied.

Rocky laughed, "All I know is I'm getting a hard on just thinking about it."

I chuckled, "Doesn't take much does it?" I smirked at Rocky and raised an eyebrow. He rolled his eyes and passed the blunt to Marty. He took a hit and offered it to Clyde.

Clyde glared at him. "What have I told you?"

"You don't smoke herb," Marty suggested.

"Yeah, so get it out of my face,"

Marty rolled his eyes. "Faggot." Clyde sat back with an incensed look on his face. I glared at Marty. He looked at me annoyed. "I'm sorry." He held his fist towards Clyde. "Fist bump?" Clyde rolled his eyes and complied. "Besides I like your dad's Clyde. I never met any gay people before them. They're pretty cool." He turned to Rocky. "Don't you think so Rocky?" He asked with a lisp. Clyde groaned and got out of the car. Rocky sighed and climbed out to follow him. I frowned at Marty. "Oh come on Rore… he's being over sensitive."

"No, you're being an ass hole!" I answered as I turned to get out of the car. He grabbed my arm calmly.

"Wait," he said quietly.

"What Marty?"

"I'm sorry,"

"Well I'm not the one you need to be saying that to," I fumed.

"I'll apologize to him,"

"Good, thank you," I smirked and kissed him on the cheek.

He grinned. "So any chance I can make it up to you tonight?" He nudged my arm. I rolled my eyes and starred at him with a smirk for a moment.

"Well daddy is out of town tonight,"

"So does that mean…"

"Yes you may come stay the night," I blurted.

"Good, after we're done at Rocky's we'll pick up your car and drop mine off," he replied. I shrugged and nodded.

The sun set over the horizon as we arrived at Rocky's house. His dimly lit room was inhabited by only Sam. I sat on the couch next to Marty while Rocky walked around the room waiting for George to pick up the other line. Marty had the phone up to his ear while Clyde sat next to him listening in. I moved to the floor and played with Kirra.

"Hey is this George?" Rocky said after a few moments of silence. "Hey this is Rocky Merric, Sam's older brother… well I was just calling because this Saturday is actually Sam's birthday. And I know you two have been having some problems at school but it would really mean a lot to him if you'd come out on a boat trip with us." I raised an eyebrow at Marty and Clyde's faces as they attempted to hold in their laughter. Sometimes I wondered why I hung out with the guys I did.

"Oh also I wanted to ask that you not really tell anyone about this because we really didn't invite very many people and if you tell your parents they may tell the other kids parents who'll tell their kids then everyone will be sitting at home crying." He smirked and nodded his head at Sam as he ruffled his hair. "Alright so we'll pick you up around eleven? Sounds great, see you then." Rocky hung up the phone and laughed.

"So he went for it?" I asked. Rocky nodded.

"The kid practically had a hard on the minute he picked up the phone,"

"All I know is you guys better be ready to face the consequences after this is all over," I pointed out.

"You're a part of it you know," Marty pointed out.

"Yeah but my daddy don't give a shit," I replied with a southern accent.

"Oh and my mom does?" he asked.

"Good point, well Rocky and Clyde you'd better be prepared," I said while smiling. I looked up passed Rocky at the clock.

"Trust me, this will be totally worth it," Rocky assured us. I smirked and glanced at Marty.

"Well if it's okay with you boys I need to be getting home have a huge test tomorrow so I need my rest," I said calmly. Rocky raised an eyebrow and switched his glance from me to Marty, clearly not believing me.

Despite his skepticism he nodded, "alright that's cool, see you guys in the morning." I looked at Clyde as I picked Kirra up.

"You coming Clyde-o?" I asked. He nodded.

"Yeah, see ya Rock, Sam," he said while waving. Marty got up and followed. I strutted over and gave Rocky half a hug.

"See you in the morning," I smiled and kissed him on the cheek. "Stay tough kiddo." I winked at Sam and ruffled his hair as I bent down and kissed his forehead. He blushed and ducked out of my way. I followed the boys out and climbed in the passenger's seat of the station wagon. Marty dropped me and Kirra off first then headed towards Clyde's. I ran in the door and grabbed my keys off the wall. I placed Kirra in the small crate we bought her and jogged out to the garage.

My car still sat in the driveway. I slipped behind the wheel and drove to Marty's house. He stood out front looking impatient as always. I unlocked the doors as he strutted up and took his place in the passenger's seat. The short drive home was mostly silent. We pulled into my garage and entered the house. Marty snuck up behind me and wrapped his arms around me while simultaneously kissing my neck. I giggled and grabbed his hands pulling them off my waist. I turned around and smirked.

"Easy there killer, let's at least get upstairs," I kissed him on the lips and grabbed Kirra's cage with her still in it to place her in my room. Immediately after I had situated Kirra he pushed me down on the bed kissing my lips furiously. I allowed it knowing it would only lead to one thing, the one thing I had allowed for so long it didn't much matter anymore. My mind slipped into an almost comatose state.

I woke up drowsily to my alarm clock screaming good morning. I turned over and saw Marty rolled over probably drooling on my faded green pillow cases. I noticed Kirra still sleeping peacefully in her crate. I got up and grabbed my clothes finding my way to the bathroom. Climbing in the shower I figured it would be a safe bet that Marty would not be waking up from his sleep until I tossed a bucket of ice water over his head. After an unusually long shower and a quick hair dry I walked out of the bathroom to see an empty bed and an empty dog crate. I walked down stairs and looked out the back window seeing Marty wearing his school clothes already playing with Kirra in the back yard. I smiled and turned noticing the coffee pot already on. I pulled the sliding door open and stood with my arms crossed leaning against the door frame.

"Good morning sunshine," I said with a smirk. Marty looked up and smiled.

"Well you seemed to kind of zonk out on me last night so I actually god some sleep," he replied as he picked Kirra up and brought her up to the door. He kissed me on the lips and smirked. "Coffee then school?"

I nodded and raised an eyebrow, "sure, thanks for letting the dog out." He gave me a nod and walked past me.

"After all, we have a big day tomorrow, time to cook us some bacon," he laughed and placed Kirra on the floor.

I poured us each a cup of coffee and replaced Kirra in her cage. I grabbed my book bag and drug Marty out the door with me. As we pulled out on our way to school I couldn't help but think something felt different. I barely remembered the night before after getting home, but I still had yet to feel that connection I was so desperately seeking.