A/N: Oh, wow Thanks to XxXCocoaPuffXxX for reading my story this whole time, but I'd ALSO love to thank the rest of the nice reviews who read my story thus far. Ah hem, they are Puppy Dog, The Wraith4--whose stories I've read recently and love them--, Mental Patient 16, Amelda's Angel, and Idiotic child; thanks for reading my story. OH and Amelda's Angel, I got the idea after thinking of cartoons that I watched as a kid and wondered how I could update them to fit my interests now. Anyway, back to Chuckie's side of the story.
Chapter 9
Chuckie began to slip his clothes back on when Marina brushed her hand against his back. Her touch made his skin tingle, and he stopped and turned to stare at Marina. He laid back down beside her and nuzzled her neck. His mind was far from everyday reality and on the fact that the first girl he'd slept with was the one girl he'd loved for four years.
Marina pulled Chuckie's mouth up to her own and gave him a lingering kiss. "I love you," she admitted to him.
Chuckie stared down into her lovely eyes. "Really?" It just sounded too perfect to be the truth.
Marina smiled at him. "Believe me; it's true. I felt it here tonight, and I've never felt love like this before."
Chuckie felt his heart skip, and he pressed his mouth against Marina's. He delicately held her face as his lips brushed over hers. Her hands were pressed against his bare chest, and she moved her hands up to his shoulders and held tight.
Chuckie pulled away from the kiss and told Marina, "I love you so much, Marina. You don't know how much I've wanted you to know I love you."
"I wish I would have sooner; I really do." Marina told him.
Chuckie smiled uncontrollably, and laid down against Marina's body. She put her arms around him and had her hands in his long, shaggy hair. She'd never wanted to be with anyone the way she wanted to be with Chuckie. Of course she'd had other relationships, but she was never as comfortable with them as she was with Chuckie. He just made her feel right all the time, and that was all that Marina wanted in love.
Soon, Chuckie noticed the clock. "Damn," he muttered.
Marina loosened her grip on Chuckie's neck. "What," she inquired.
Chuckie sighed. "It's getting late. I have to get home before my parents do."
Marina let Chuckie go, and he got up as he pulled on his t-shirt. Marina also slipped on her clothes and walked over to Chuckie. She placed her hand on the dip in his back as they walked over to the door. She unlocked the door and let Chuckie out first so she could lock the door behind her. Before Marina shut the door, she checked to make sure she had her keys; she did.
Chuckie and Marina walked together down the staircase, and Marina even laced her fingers with Chuckie's. She loved seeing his smile and blush in return; he was more than she had ever wished for in a boyfriend. There was no chance she was letting Chuckie slip away from her now that she had exposed both of their vulnerable sides.
"Marina, what the hell?" A voice shouted.
Marina's head turned, and her loose, brunette mane tossed about her face. Standing less than ten feet away was Marina's latest ex-boyfriend, Sonny Vance. Marina tried to pull Chuckie for the door, but Sonny moved around to face the two of them.
Sonny eyed Chuckie then Marina before he took notice of what and where they had been. He let out a disbelieving laugh. "You have to be kidding, Marina. You screwed this loser."
Marina and Chuckie took serious offense to what Sonny had said. "Watch your mouth, Vance." Marina warned.
"Whatcha gonnna do about it, Marina?" Sonny looked over at Chuckie. "Send your little sex buddy after me?"
Marina felt Chuckie's hand tighten around her own hand, and she glanced at him. His face was calm, but she knew that Chuckie was not taking the comments lightly. He was upset over Sonny's pathetic bully behavior. 'I have more intellect than he ever will.' Chuckie thought.
"So, what's your point of being with this loser, Marina? Forget him and come back to me. You know you want to." Sonny urged.
Marina pushed past Sonny. "I would never go back to you in my life; you tried to rape me."
Sonny followed her. "But, you offer it over to this freak."
Marina stopped and glared at Sonny. "You never understood me, so don't try to woo me back now. Chuckie understands me move than you ever did or ever will." She let out a long sigh. "So, just go home, Sonny because you aren't wanted here."
Sonny shoved past Marina and never looked back. He left the party, and Marina let out another sigh. She looked over at Chuckie. "I'm sorry," she told him.
Chuckie shook his head. "It's not your fault."
"It feels like it's my fault."
"It's not your fault you're so amazing that any guy you've dated wants to have you back. That's human nature; not wanting to admit failure."
Marina laughed. "They want me back, but that won't happen because I'm with you now."
Chuckie grinned. "That's nice to know," he replied. "But, will you feel the same in a week, or maybe even two days from now? Right now it's new and--"
Marina held her hand up to stop Chuckie's sentence and reached around her back to unhook her bra. Having to look a little silly to get the bra off, Marina pulled the intimate article of clothing off and handed it to Chuckie. "Here, this proves I'm serious. This is the most expensive bra I have, and you keep it for as long as we are together." Marina said.
Chuckie didn't take the bra because he felt odd in doing so. "I don't know."
"Go ahead; this is my proof to you. Besides, you've all ready seen it laying in the floor off of my body, so it won't hurt to have it and don't be embarrassed to take it."
Chuckie stared Marina in the eyes for a moment before he took the bra from her hand. Marina looked justified and said, "Go ahead and lose it if you want because you won't need to give it back."
Chuckie caught her hint that she wasn't going to end their relationship, and he felt better about her proving that she meant what she said. He leaned in and gave Marina a goodbye kiss before he left. Marina savored that kiss since she knew that would be the last one she got for a day or two. His lips were so soft and gentle, and Marina had honestly never been kissed by lips by any means of "gentle." All the guys she dated had been overly rough when kissing her, so she enjoyed the vast difference of Chuckie's kisses.
Finally, Chuckie parted from the kiss. "I'll see you on Monday," he told her. "That is definite."
Marina nodded. "Yes, and I will meet you at your locker."
"Goodnight, Marina."
"Goodnight, Chuckie." Marina answered as she watched Chuckie make his way to the door and leave. She sighed and realized that the trouble with Sonny was something she hadn't thought would happen. It worried her that Sonny got so angry and upset over her being with Chuckie. She feared that Sonny's untamed behavior would result in a fight over her, and she didn't want Chuckie to be in a fight over her poor choice of ex-boyfriends.
Chuckie arrived home thankfully before his parents; he had fretted that he would have to explain where he had been. But, they were still absent from the driveway. Chuckie saw that a truck was parked in the driveway; and after getting closer, he discovered it was Phil's truck. "What's he doing here," he asked out loud. "Kimi's grounded, so no one should be here."
Chuckie turned his truck engine off and pulled out his keys. At a fairly fast pace, Chuckie opened his door and hopped out of his truck. He took a brisk walk to the door and found it locked. "Well, at least the house is safe," he muttered as he used his key to unlock the door.
Phil's mouth was mere millimeters from Kimi's mouth when he heard a disturbance in the environment. It only took a short second for Phil to realize it was Chuckie, and he jumped away from Kimi just before Chuckie passed by the room. Kimi caught sight of her brother then looked over at Phil. She sighed out of frustration; she'd nearly succeeded in being kissed by Phil, and Chuckie had ruined it.
Phil felt the same way; he was angry at Chuckie for ruining another "would have been" moment with Kimi. 'He's gonna have to learn to make better entrances or lack of entrances,' Phil thought glumly. 'I was so close, so freaking close, to kissing Kimi this time. Why did he have to interrupt it?'
"Kimi." Chuckie said.
"What?" Kimi answered rather snottily.
"Aren't you grounded?" Chuckie questioned as he stepped into the doorway and glanced over to Phil.
"Did you get permission to leave tonight?"
"What does that have to do with anything?" Chuckie replied.
Kimi shrugged. "Nothing, I guess. I just don't think you have the right to judge me over anything since I did get grounded because I wasn't about to come in with that girl sitting outside waiting for you."
Chuckie sighed and realized that he didn't want his spirit to be bogged down by Kimi's worries. He'd spent the best night of his life with Marina, and he wouldn't let Kimi criticize his girlfriend in front of him.
"Again, Kimi, you don't know her." Chuckie answered.
"And you don't have to have your nose stuck in my business." Kimi shot back.
"If you'd keep your nose out of my life, then I'd keep my nose out of yours." Chuckie retaliated.
Phil stood up and put his hands in the air; he knew that a brother-sister-fight could last for a long period of time. "Hey, I gotta get," he said gaining the feuding siblings attention.
Kimi opened her mouth to protest but didn't; she didn't want Chuckie to catch on that she wanted Phil to stay because she was in love with him. So, she watched Phil collect his Cds and guitar. She even watched him head for her doorway before she even spoke. "See you at school, Phil."
"Yea, see you then." Phil replied giving Kimi a sweet smile, which left her a tad bit giddy.
Chuckie waved to Phil and said, "Monday," in reference of seeing him on Monday at school.
"Yes, see you Monday." Phil replied trying to keep from sounding angry with Chuckie.
Chuckie sighed and headed for his room; he'd shower in the upcoming morning because he was too worn out to take a shower right then. In all honesty, Chuckie was too tried to even change. He felt it was weird that he'd been fine until he'd reached home, but he knew there was no trying to overcome sleep. So, he headed for his bedroom to go to sleep.
