Tawny and I went into my room and she stopped after she came in the door.
"Tawny?" I said, as I made my way toward the table by my bed to turn on the lamp.
"Um...Ren, did you read my note?"
"Wha? Oh..." I'd forgotten about it with all the weird things going on, "Well, I got it. It's in my bag, but I didn't get a chance to read it."
"Oh..."
"Was it important?" I asked and I clicked it on.
She shook her head, "Well...just read it later..."
I stood there for a little while and watched her just stand there and look around my room before I managed to say, "Can you shut my door?"
She did, but then continued to stand there, looking around. She was thinking.
Sitting down on my bed, I sighed, "Come sit down. I think we should try and talk..."
"I've been trying to talk to you all night."
"You can't get interrupted now, so tell me." I watched her carefully as she avoided looking at me. Her hands were behind her back, and she was shaking just enough for me to notice. "I'm coming..." I paused, and realized how wrong that sounded, "Coming over there to you since you don't seem to be coming to me." I rambled. She continued to stand there, in deep though, I guess. I grabbed onto her shoulders, and looked into her eyes, "What's the matter?"
"Nothing." She lied.
"You feel ok?"
"I don't know..."
"Well, what's that supposed to mean?"
She shook her head and made a pitiful effort to get away from me, but I held onto her arms and pinned her against the wall. "Ren, I know that I never have problems saying things to people that I feel, but what I want to say to you is way different...it's like...how I feel, and I've always had problems with telling people like..." She stumbled over her words in a very un-Tawny manner, "It's like...I..."
"Listen to me. I don't know how you're going to react to this and I'm not even sure if I'm sure about it, but..." She turned her face away from me. "Look at me..." I whispered and with one hand guided her face straight ahead again. I kept my hand on her cheek for much longer than needed, and touched her skin with my fingertips. The dim lighting in the room reflected the confusion in her eyes, and then I leaned forward and kissed her. Our lips touched for the forth time that night, and she kissed me back softly. All of our previous kissing had been with closed lips. I slipped my other hand around and down to the back of her leg, and felt her muscles tighten as I touched her, and I wished that she hadn't been wearing pants. I wanted to touch her skin.
Tawny's own hands started rubbing my hips, and pulling my body closer to hers, but then she pulled away suddenly, and I backed off of her, giving her some space, hoping she wasn't angry. She looked up at me and smiled, but her eyes weren't quite smiling.
"Ok. I just did that, and...and no one was watching, and no one told me to...I did it because I wanted to..."
"I know..." She said quietly. "And what I've been trying to tell you all this time is that...I like you, and in a not just friends way..."
I leaned in to kiss her again, and closed my eyes, but as I did so, she turned her face away from me causing me to only get her cheek. "Tawny...it's ok..."
She ducked down and escaped from me by going under my arm, then she went and sat on my bed, "I don't know what's going on..."
"About what?" I asked stupidly, sitting down beside her.
"I've been trying to tell you all day, but it never seemed to work, and I was starting to think that maybe it was better if you didn't know..." She said, looking down.
"Tawny, I'm Ren Steven, and I know everything, but I don't know what's been going on with me for months now...I've been blocking it out...and..."
"You're repressing your thoughts because you don't like them and don't think they're acceptable." She looked up at me, and smiled again. "Your denying that they exist."
I composed myself so that I could go on a massive rant, "I've never felt like this about anyone, but you. It's really weird and different...and it's freaking me out..."
"Ren, shut up and stop trying to figure things out in a orderly, organized way because not everything works like that."
That hurt. I liked being organized. She's gone about messing with my entire way of life now.
"What are you thinking about right now at this second?"
I looked at her a squinted in the dim light, "I wanna tackle you, rip your clothes off, and-"
"Ok. Stop." She interrupted me. "That was an overshare. I'm not quite ready for that yet. That's really unlike you to think of immoral things of the such."
"Well, it's not like you to have speech problems when trying to tell someone something important." I retaliated.
"Fine. Insult me. I already know that you wanna rape me, so insulting me won't hurt me too bad," She stuck out her tongue.
"You've messed with my head, and caused me to have thoughts and such that are very not like me." I pointed at her as I talked.
"I'm sorry." She got quiet, and seemed to be listening to something.
"Wha-"
She covered my mouth with her hand, "Shhh...listen. Do you hear that?"
"Hear what?" I mumbled through her hand.
"Noises."
I tried to listen, but didn't really hear anything. All seemed pretty silent to me. "I don't-"
"Shhh!"
"Tawny..." I whined. Her hand was still over my mouth. I stuck my tongue out and licked it, trying to slobber on it as much as possible.
She jerked it away and wiped it on the leg of her pants, "Save that for later." She whispered, "There's something going on downstairs."
"What could be going on downstairs?"
"Shhh!" She got up and grabbed my wrist and pulled me out the door. We stopped at the top of the stairs. "Now listen."
I groaned, and attempted to listen. "Oh..." I said, hearing noises that were odd to me coming from the living room. I heard soft grunts, and moans and such. "It sounds like..."
"Sex." Tawny whispered, but it was more like a hiss, making it sound scandalous.
"No...who would be down there having sex? They're probably just...wrestling..."
"Uh huh...wrestling all right...Ren, go look."
"Harder!" Mona screamed.
"I don't wanna go look!" I squealed after hearing what I heard.
"You said they were only wrestling, so you go look."
"No, you're the one that heard the noises first." I latched onto her arms and shoved her in front of me to peek down into the living room. Thoughts rushed through my head about them making a mess and me getting blamed for it, or my parents thinking I was the one having sex, or my parent's coming to check on things secretly, and finding a while lot of people doing it on the floor.
"Just a threesome?! They're doing...stuff in my living room!"
She looked back again, and whispered, "It's um...Louis...Monique...and Mona..."
I gasped, "What's wrong with all my friends and my brother?!"
"They're high and drunk...thus their inhibitions are really screwed up, and they don't know what the hell they're doing." She told me, matter-of- factly.
"We need to make them stop." I finally got the courage built up, and I looked around the corner and down toward the floor below. I saw a tangled mass of bodies, "Holy shit on a stick...they're all naked..."
"Oh no...not naked..." Tawny said sarcastically, back to her normal self, "How else could they be having sex, Ren?"
"Shut up, and go down there and get them apart...or whatever..."
"What do you want me to do? Go get the water hose?"
I thought for a moment, "No...just go and poke them or something and make them stop before they make a mess."
"It's your house. You do it."
"Dammit, Tawny, Louis is your ex-boyfriend."
"He's your brother." She snapped.
"Oh yeah..." I looked back down again, "Where's Donnie and Twitty?"
Tawny poked her head under my arm, and looked, "They're not down there."
"I know that. That was why I just said it."
"They're probably in Donnie's room getting high again. I saw the light on under his door. Should we go get them?"
"Heck no. I don't wanna know what's going on with them alone in Donnie's room."
"Well, I do." She grabbed my wrist again and began to pull me down the hall toward the closed door. There was light coming from under it, so someone was in there.
I pulled her away before she turned the knob to go in, "You're scary sometimes...wanting to watch people have sex and stuff..."
"I am not, and I don't. I just wanna know what's going on in there since there's a threesome in your living room, a guy getting head outside."
"Don't open that door Tawny!" I scolded her, and getting images on my head of what was going on outside.
"Please..." She looked at me and pouted.
"You're a kinky little girl, aren't you?"
She grinned, "I'd like to have just a little look, that's all. All I wanna know is what they're doing. I don't wanna watch...not for long, at least."
"Well...I don't wanna see at all."
"You don't have to see."
I backed up and she went for the door. I covered my eyes, and heard giggling that wasn't from Tawny. The door clicked shut again, almost right after that.
"Ren..." I felt her latch onto my arm, "It's not pretty in there either...but it's not quite as bad as downstairs."
I covered my ears, "Don't tell me anything!"
She pulled my hands down, "I wouldn't tell you that they were-"
"Noooo!" I yelled and covered my ears again.
"I'm joking, Ren." She said, taking my hands down again, and holding then this time.
"Oh my God!" I heard Ruby scream.
"Let's join in!" Larry shouted joyously, right after.
Larry and Ruby got done, came in, and found the others in the living room. I felt free to assume, and was almost dead sure that I couldn't be wrong with my assumption. The threesome was about to become an orgy, and more images appeared in my mind. They looked messy, and I had to stop all this madness. Stupid hormones! Everyone seems to be getting more than me, it wasn't fair. All I've done it kiss Tawny a few times. What the hell did I think that for?! I didn't wanna do anything with her like that! Not right now! No!
She was still holding my hands, but now she was grinning like a maniac at the scene downstairs that she couldn't even see. I pulled my hands away from her and stuffed them behind my back. I didn't wanna do anything with her. Not really. No. It was all wrong and stuff. Too much sex in my house was making me wanna have sex. It was like peer pressure, and everyone was doing it, literally.
"Tawny?" I said, as I made my way toward the table by my bed to turn on the lamp.
"Um...Ren, did you read my note?"
"Wha? Oh..." I'd forgotten about it with all the weird things going on, "Well, I got it. It's in my bag, but I didn't get a chance to read it."
"Oh..."
"Was it important?" I asked and I clicked it on.
She shook her head, "Well...just read it later..."
I stood there for a little while and watched her just stand there and look around my room before I managed to say, "Can you shut my door?"
She did, but then continued to stand there, looking around. She was thinking.
Sitting down on my bed, I sighed, "Come sit down. I think we should try and talk..."
"I've been trying to talk to you all night."
"You can't get interrupted now, so tell me." I watched her carefully as she avoided looking at me. Her hands were behind her back, and she was shaking just enough for me to notice. "I'm coming..." I paused, and realized how wrong that sounded, "Coming over there to you since you don't seem to be coming to me." I rambled. She continued to stand there, in deep though, I guess. I grabbed onto her shoulders, and looked into her eyes, "What's the matter?"
"Nothing." She lied.
"You feel ok?"
"I don't know..."
"Well, what's that supposed to mean?"
She shook her head and made a pitiful effort to get away from me, but I held onto her arms and pinned her against the wall. "Ren, I know that I never have problems saying things to people that I feel, but what I want to say to you is way different...it's like...how I feel, and I've always had problems with telling people like..." She stumbled over her words in a very un-Tawny manner, "It's like...I..."
"Listen to me. I don't know how you're going to react to this and I'm not even sure if I'm sure about it, but..." She turned her face away from me. "Look at me..." I whispered and with one hand guided her face straight ahead again. I kept my hand on her cheek for much longer than needed, and touched her skin with my fingertips. The dim lighting in the room reflected the confusion in her eyes, and then I leaned forward and kissed her. Our lips touched for the forth time that night, and she kissed me back softly. All of our previous kissing had been with closed lips. I slipped my other hand around and down to the back of her leg, and felt her muscles tighten as I touched her, and I wished that she hadn't been wearing pants. I wanted to touch her skin.
Tawny's own hands started rubbing my hips, and pulling my body closer to hers, but then she pulled away suddenly, and I backed off of her, giving her some space, hoping she wasn't angry. She looked up at me and smiled, but her eyes weren't quite smiling.
"Ok. I just did that, and...and no one was watching, and no one told me to...I did it because I wanted to..."
"I know..." She said quietly. "And what I've been trying to tell you all this time is that...I like you, and in a not just friends way..."
I leaned in to kiss her again, and closed my eyes, but as I did so, she turned her face away from me causing me to only get her cheek. "Tawny...it's ok..."
She ducked down and escaped from me by going under my arm, then she went and sat on my bed, "I don't know what's going on..."
"About what?" I asked stupidly, sitting down beside her.
"I've been trying to tell you all day, but it never seemed to work, and I was starting to think that maybe it was better if you didn't know..." She said, looking down.
"Tawny, I'm Ren Steven, and I know everything, but I don't know what's been going on with me for months now...I've been blocking it out...and..."
"You're repressing your thoughts because you don't like them and don't think they're acceptable." She looked up at me, and smiled again. "Your denying that they exist."
I composed myself so that I could go on a massive rant, "I've never felt like this about anyone, but you. It's really weird and different...and it's freaking me out..."
"Ren, shut up and stop trying to figure things out in a orderly, organized way because not everything works like that."
That hurt. I liked being organized. She's gone about messing with my entire way of life now.
"What are you thinking about right now at this second?"
I looked at her a squinted in the dim light, "I wanna tackle you, rip your clothes off, and-"
"Ok. Stop." She interrupted me. "That was an overshare. I'm not quite ready for that yet. That's really unlike you to think of immoral things of the such."
"Well, it's not like you to have speech problems when trying to tell someone something important." I retaliated.
"Fine. Insult me. I already know that you wanna rape me, so insulting me won't hurt me too bad," She stuck out her tongue.
"You've messed with my head, and caused me to have thoughts and such that are very not like me." I pointed at her as I talked.
"I'm sorry." She got quiet, and seemed to be listening to something.
"Wha-"
She covered my mouth with her hand, "Shhh...listen. Do you hear that?"
"Hear what?" I mumbled through her hand.
"Noises."
I tried to listen, but didn't really hear anything. All seemed pretty silent to me. "I don't-"
"Shhh!"
"Tawny..." I whined. Her hand was still over my mouth. I stuck my tongue out and licked it, trying to slobber on it as much as possible.
She jerked it away and wiped it on the leg of her pants, "Save that for later." She whispered, "There's something going on downstairs."
"What could be going on downstairs?"
"Shhh!" She got up and grabbed my wrist and pulled me out the door. We stopped at the top of the stairs. "Now listen."
I groaned, and attempted to listen. "Oh..." I said, hearing noises that were odd to me coming from the living room. I heard soft grunts, and moans and such. "It sounds like..."
"Sex." Tawny whispered, but it was more like a hiss, making it sound scandalous.
"No...who would be down there having sex? They're probably just...wrestling..."
"Uh huh...wrestling all right...Ren, go look."
"Harder!" Mona screamed.
"I don't wanna go look!" I squealed after hearing what I heard.
"You said they were only wrestling, so you go look."
"No, you're the one that heard the noises first." I latched onto her arms and shoved her in front of me to peek down into the living room. Thoughts rushed through my head about them making a mess and me getting blamed for it, or my parents thinking I was the one having sex, or my parent's coming to check on things secretly, and finding a while lot of people doing it on the floor.
"Just a threesome?! They're doing...stuff in my living room!"
She looked back again, and whispered, "It's um...Louis...Monique...and Mona..."
I gasped, "What's wrong with all my friends and my brother?!"
"They're high and drunk...thus their inhibitions are really screwed up, and they don't know what the hell they're doing." She told me, matter-of- factly.
"We need to make them stop." I finally got the courage built up, and I looked around the corner and down toward the floor below. I saw a tangled mass of bodies, "Holy shit on a stick...they're all naked..."
"Oh no...not naked..." Tawny said sarcastically, back to her normal self, "How else could they be having sex, Ren?"
"Shut up, and go down there and get them apart...or whatever..."
"What do you want me to do? Go get the water hose?"
I thought for a moment, "No...just go and poke them or something and make them stop before they make a mess."
"It's your house. You do it."
"Dammit, Tawny, Louis is your ex-boyfriend."
"He's your brother." She snapped.
"Oh yeah..." I looked back down again, "Where's Donnie and Twitty?"
Tawny poked her head under my arm, and looked, "They're not down there."
"I know that. That was why I just said it."
"They're probably in Donnie's room getting high again. I saw the light on under his door. Should we go get them?"
"Heck no. I don't wanna know what's going on with them alone in Donnie's room."
"Well, I do." She grabbed my wrist again and began to pull me down the hall toward the closed door. There was light coming from under it, so someone was in there.
I pulled her away before she turned the knob to go in, "You're scary sometimes...wanting to watch people have sex and stuff..."
"I am not, and I don't. I just wanna know what's going on in there since there's a threesome in your living room, a guy getting head outside."
"Don't open that door Tawny!" I scolded her, and getting images on my head of what was going on outside.
"Please..." She looked at me and pouted.
"You're a kinky little girl, aren't you?"
She grinned, "I'd like to have just a little look, that's all. All I wanna know is what they're doing. I don't wanna watch...not for long, at least."
"Well...I don't wanna see at all."
"You don't have to see."
I backed up and she went for the door. I covered my eyes, and heard giggling that wasn't from Tawny. The door clicked shut again, almost right after that.
"Ren..." I felt her latch onto my arm, "It's not pretty in there either...but it's not quite as bad as downstairs."
I covered my ears, "Don't tell me anything!"
She pulled my hands down, "I wouldn't tell you that they were-"
"Noooo!" I yelled and covered my ears again.
"I'm joking, Ren." She said, taking my hands down again, and holding then this time.
"Oh my God!" I heard Ruby scream.
"Let's join in!" Larry shouted joyously, right after.
Larry and Ruby got done, came in, and found the others in the living room. I felt free to assume, and was almost dead sure that I couldn't be wrong with my assumption. The threesome was about to become an orgy, and more images appeared in my mind. They looked messy, and I had to stop all this madness. Stupid hormones! Everyone seems to be getting more than me, it wasn't fair. All I've done it kiss Tawny a few times. What the hell did I think that for?! I didn't wanna do anything with her like that! Not right now! No!
She was still holding my hands, but now she was grinning like a maniac at the scene downstairs that she couldn't even see. I pulled my hands away from her and stuffed them behind my back. I didn't wanna do anything with her. Not really. No. It was all wrong and stuff. Too much sex in my house was making me wanna have sex. It was like peer pressure, and everyone was doing it, literally.