I, of course, own nothing from The Virgin Suicides (the novel or the
movie). But sometimes I wish I owned Josh Hartnett....
Trip
Chapter 1: Lux
He couldn't believe what he had just done. He had just left the girl of his dreams alone and cold on the school's football field.
Wow, Trip, you're really living up to your "love 'em and leave 'em" motto, he thought, feeling slightly angry with himself. He started the walk home, shocking himself with the thought that he really didn't care how Lux got home. All the tension he'd been wanting to release for the past few weeks was gone, and now he wanted nothing to do with Lux Lisbon.
He didn't know why.
Up until about half an hour ago, he'd been madly, passionately in love with her. He tried to think of what went wrong. When they reached the gym for the Homecoming dance, they'd gone under the bleachers and shared a bottle of peach schnapps. He'd taught her how to drink it; he took a sip and, without swallowing, kissed her with an open mouth. The drink passed from his mouth to hers, and she swallowed, giggling at the drops that had spilled on her chin. She had returned the gesture, and the bottle had been passed to her sister and Joe Hill Conley. Lux's sister (Trip couldn't remember her name; then again, she was hardly the object of his focus) had initially refused the drink, but Lux had chided her until she drank. She and Joe pressed their mouths together, but Joe seemed to be the only one enjoying it. Lux's sister seemed frightened. Then his and Lux's names had been announced over the microphone. They were the Homecoming King and Queen. Nonchalantly, they made their way out from under the bleachers and up onto the stage, where Lux accepted her tiara. Trip declined to wear his crown and simply clutched it in his hand. After they had danced their obligatory King and Queen dance, Trip had taken Lux out into the hallway for some privacy. This was where he had begun to coax her.
"I can't, my dad...." she had said.
"Just tell 'im you had to put your crown in your locker," he had cajoled.
It didn't take her long to agree. Taking her hand, he led her outside towards the football field. He knew very well what he wanted, and he was sure Lux did as well. He'd told her things about the field: here he had knocked a guy down, there he had caught a pass, but all this was meaningless. With a wicked mental grin he led her to the endzone. It was there that they stopped, where he grabbed onto her shoulders and kissed her with a wild passion, where she kissed him back, and where they fell to the ground, trying to touch every inch of each other.
"Touchdown," he thought as he pushed her skirt up above her waist. He stared into her eyes, dark in the night, as his hands found the waistband of her panties. He asked permission with his eyes, and Lux granted him permission by stretching up her neck and kissing him. She moved her hands south on his body and worked on his pants. When they were satisfactorily unclothed, he kissed her hard on the mouth, and for what seemed like an eternity, Trip was doing what he had been wanting to do for the past few weeks. After it was over, Lux curled up next to him and closed her eyes, falling asleep quickly. That was when Trip had gotten up and left.
"It wasn't fun anymore," Trip thought aloud. That was why he felt he didn't love Lux anymore. He had gotten what he wanted, and it wasn't exciting to not have her anymore.
He reached his front door and looked behind him, realizing that even if he did want to go back to Lux, it was far too late to worry about it. And now he knew he really did want to go back to Lux. He knocked hard on the door and waited for either his dad or Donald to open it. His dad was the one to let him in. Wordlessly, Trip went past his father and into his bedroom, closing the door behind him. He lay on the bed where he had seduced so many girls, now wanting to seduce only Lux, and stared at the ceiling. If he hadn't been so ashamed to, he would have cried.
Trip
Chapter 1: Lux
He couldn't believe what he had just done. He had just left the girl of his dreams alone and cold on the school's football field.
Wow, Trip, you're really living up to your "love 'em and leave 'em" motto, he thought, feeling slightly angry with himself. He started the walk home, shocking himself with the thought that he really didn't care how Lux got home. All the tension he'd been wanting to release for the past few weeks was gone, and now he wanted nothing to do with Lux Lisbon.
He didn't know why.
Up until about half an hour ago, he'd been madly, passionately in love with her. He tried to think of what went wrong. When they reached the gym for the Homecoming dance, they'd gone under the bleachers and shared a bottle of peach schnapps. He'd taught her how to drink it; he took a sip and, without swallowing, kissed her with an open mouth. The drink passed from his mouth to hers, and she swallowed, giggling at the drops that had spilled on her chin. She had returned the gesture, and the bottle had been passed to her sister and Joe Hill Conley. Lux's sister (Trip couldn't remember her name; then again, she was hardly the object of his focus) had initially refused the drink, but Lux had chided her until she drank. She and Joe pressed their mouths together, but Joe seemed to be the only one enjoying it. Lux's sister seemed frightened. Then his and Lux's names had been announced over the microphone. They were the Homecoming King and Queen. Nonchalantly, they made their way out from under the bleachers and up onto the stage, where Lux accepted her tiara. Trip declined to wear his crown and simply clutched it in his hand. After they had danced their obligatory King and Queen dance, Trip had taken Lux out into the hallway for some privacy. This was where he had begun to coax her.
"I can't, my dad...." she had said.
"Just tell 'im you had to put your crown in your locker," he had cajoled.
It didn't take her long to agree. Taking her hand, he led her outside towards the football field. He knew very well what he wanted, and he was sure Lux did as well. He'd told her things about the field: here he had knocked a guy down, there he had caught a pass, but all this was meaningless. With a wicked mental grin he led her to the endzone. It was there that they stopped, where he grabbed onto her shoulders and kissed her with a wild passion, where she kissed him back, and where they fell to the ground, trying to touch every inch of each other.
"Touchdown," he thought as he pushed her skirt up above her waist. He stared into her eyes, dark in the night, as his hands found the waistband of her panties. He asked permission with his eyes, and Lux granted him permission by stretching up her neck and kissing him. She moved her hands south on his body and worked on his pants. When they were satisfactorily unclothed, he kissed her hard on the mouth, and for what seemed like an eternity, Trip was doing what he had been wanting to do for the past few weeks. After it was over, Lux curled up next to him and closed her eyes, falling asleep quickly. That was when Trip had gotten up and left.
"It wasn't fun anymore," Trip thought aloud. That was why he felt he didn't love Lux anymore. He had gotten what he wanted, and it wasn't exciting to not have her anymore.
He reached his front door and looked behind him, realizing that even if he did want to go back to Lux, it was far too late to worry about it. And now he knew he really did want to go back to Lux. He knocked hard on the door and waited for either his dad or Donald to open it. His dad was the one to let him in. Wordlessly, Trip went past his father and into his bedroom, closing the door behind him. He lay on the bed where he had seduced so many girls, now wanting to seduce only Lux, and stared at the ceiling. If he hadn't been so ashamed to, he would have cried.
