Everyone, please review! I noticed a few new followers from last chapter, and I welcome you all. Thanks for reading. If you'll notice, I changed the title of the story to better suit what I plan to do with it now. If anyone is interested, the song is Come Said The Boy by Mondo Rock. I've been listening to it constantly while I write and I think it suits the story better. Also, does anyone have any guesses on what happened to Sidney's face?
As with last chapter, there's a bit of sexy time so be aware.
It was a long week of torture before Sidney tried to make any contact with him after their little performance in the school bathroom.
Wednesday morning, he had gotten to school early, hoping to catch her before class again and feeling his heart sink a tiny bit when she made her way down the hall, not sparing even a glance in his direction.'She didn't seem angry when she left…What did I do wrong?'
Thursday, he lingered by his locker until the warning bell rang and he shuffled sadly to his math class, his heart sinking lower as he plopped down into his seat and put his head down, still hearing the whispers amongst the conversations around him. Everyone knew by now that something had gone on in the bathroom, some unexpected Whitefeather-Clearwater relations that no one could believe.
By Friday, Sidney was walking down the hall wrapped around the tall, brooding, incredibly buff and angry Paul Lahote. As they passed his locker, Paul's hand tucked into Sidney's back pocket and gripping her ass possessively as she nuzzled into his neck, Paul's face twisted into a smirk as he stared Seth down. Seth shrank back against the lockers, hearing the message loud and clear. 'Sidney is mine.'
His heart sank lower, falling into the pit of his stomach as he turned to hide his burning face in his locker until they passed.
That weekend was spent in his room, struggling to focus on his homework but seeing Sidney's perfect skin and warm brown eyes in every equation and every line instead. He had needed to change his sheets three times by the time he settled into his bed Sunday night, thankful his mom hadn't asked too many questions. 'Yeah, telling her I'm having wet dreams about Sidney Whitefeather would go over so well.' He lay awake, staring up at his ceiling as he tried to clear his mind. Before long, the image of her dainty feet popped into his mind, wearing those black wedge sandals she had taken off that day in the Camaro. He closed his eyes, groaning softly as he remembered how soft and smooth her slim legs were, as though she were made from pure polished gold. His hand crept into his pajama pants before he could stop it and he rolled onto his side, burying his face into his pillow to hide his soft moans as he imagined her in her tiny blue bikini, using his teeth to loosen those fragile little ties and-
If Sue noticed his pajama pants hidden in the bottom of the laundry pile the next day, she didn't ask him about it.
Monday was a drag. Sidney and Paul seemed to have had a lover's spat; she was walking with her friends when he caught sight of her this time. Her eye was no longer swollen, and he figured she had hidden the bruises with makeup again, but she didn't seem any happier. In fact, when she flipped her hair over her shoulder and looked up, catching Seth's hurt gaze by chance, she seemed to be just as lost as he felt.
By Tuesday, the lewd gossip about the two of them had finally died down and as he slammed his tray down onto the lunch table he always occupied with Brady and Collin, they smirked at him.
"Aw, someone angry Sidney's been sucking other guys off in the bathroom this week?" Brady laughed obnoxiously as he tore into his sandwich, sending crumbs spraying across the table.
Seth glowered at the boy as he poked his Jell-O with his fork, watching it jiggle and wishing that he was anywhere but here. "What Sidney does is none of my business."
"Oh, yeah, that's why you've been moping." Collin spoke up, flinging a spoonful of peas at his cousin and grinning when the projectiles caught Brady directly in the face.
"I haven't been moping!" Seth said exasperatedly, running a hand through his uncombed hair as he closed his eyes. "I just…thought she'd at least talk to me."
"We tried to tell you that's how she was, Seth." Collin responded, less mocking this time. He knew that Seth was kindhearted, and he knew that getting caught up in whatever game Sidney was trying to weave, it was going to hurt him in the long run. "At least-"
"What's how who is?" A cool voice rang out behind him and Seth spun around, nearly knocking his food to the ground in his haste to see her. Sidney stood behind him, nibbling nonchalantly at an apple as she evaluated the three sophomores, peering down at them over those big, round sunglasses she seemed to wear most of the time.
"Nothing, Sidney. Don't you have to get going? You know, places to go, STDs to spread." Collin sneered at the older girl as she smirked, casually reaching down to play with a lock of Seth's unruly hair.
"Seth, do you want to come take a walk with me? I need to go get something from my car." She pointedly ignored Collin and Brady, who was gaping at her with an open mouth full of half-chewed turkey.
"Wouldn't you rather take Paul with you?" He asked softly, noticing how she flinched slightly and squared her shoulders, pushing her glasses back up over her eyes.
"If I wanted Paul, I wouldn't be here asking you." She turned to walk away, and Seth stood, grabbing his bag hurriedly as he tripped over his feet to keep up with her.
They walked out of the large double doors across the cafeteria, their arms close enough to brush against each other but still, he couldn't bring himself to voice all his thoughts.
"Um…Sophomores aren't really supposed to leave the cafeteria…" He mumbled, glancing awkwardly at Sidney as she laughed, throwing her head back a little as she looked over at him.
"Yeah, and they also aren't really supposed to let the school whore blow them in the bathroom either." Her bitter tone surprised him, and he faltered, nearly tripping over the curb as she stomped towards her Camaro, the heavy cork bottoms of her sandals thumping on the pavement.
She had worn them. The shoes he had fantasized about every night for the past week.
He was silent as he stepped up to the car where she had slumped into the driver's seat, fumbling with the visor to retrieve the lighter she kept stashed there. "Can I come in?" He asked quietly, peering through the open window at her as she lit a cigarette.
With a weary glance at him, she shrugged, then nodded. "I guess."
She stayed silent as he opened the door and carefully climbed into the passenger side, tucking his bag behind the seat as he had done before. Sidney took a long drag from her cigarette before offering it to him.
He accepted it hesitantly, his fingertips brushing against hers as he looked into her eyes. "I didn't mean to make you angry. I just…We did that…then you and Paul were…"
Sidney nodded, tearing her eyes away from his to stare down at the Chevy emblem in the center of her steering wheel. "I know." He brought the cigarette carefully to his lips and tried to suck, not wanting to admit to her that he had no clue what to do. "I mean, I don't actually know. It's just…Paul watches out for me." He nodded, holding the cigarette back out to her as he started to cough, his eyes watering as he struggled to get air. Sidney watched with wide eyes before she burst into laughter, falling against the door as she tapped the ash off the cigarette before it fell onto the floorboards. "Oh, my god, you've never smoked before!"
He shook his head as he finally started to calm down, gasping softly for air as Sidney took another long drag and blew a few smoke rings in his direction, leaning back against the door and stretching her long legs across his lap. "I smoke all the time." He managed a small, dopey smile as he relaxed back against the seat, gently laying his hands across her ankles.
"All the time, huh?" She teased back, shaking her head. "That why you turned asthmatic on me?"
"Maybe you just take my breath away that badly." He careful started to rub her legs, savoring the feeling of her silken skin as he ran his hands up slightly beneath her capris until he reached the bend of her knee.
She smiled as he said that and leaned forward, handing him the cigarette back. "Let me teach you?"
He nodded and bit his lower lip gently as she shuffled around until she was sitting up. "Teach me."
He knew lunch had to be over by now, but he couldn't care less. He felt like he was floating with Sidney by his side, giggling as they fought over who got to pick what radio station was playing. His arms felt heavy, as though he were underwater, and he couldn't stop touching her. His hands roamed her legs, her waist, her arms, any part of her he could reach from over the center console. She didn't seem to mind; she had discarded her shoes behind the seat long ago and her hands had wandered along his body several times, but so far, they hadn't done anything wrong.
He was rock hard.
"Ooh, that's pretty." He mumbled as his eyes latched onto the dainty red lacy peeking out from her neckline, the color seeming much more vivid than any other red he had every seen. Like a little red beacon pulling him in.
Sidney giggled, laying back in her seat as she playfully cupped her breasts over her t-shirt, watching as his red, dilated eyes followed her every move. "Do you wanna see?"
He nodded, his tongue darting out to wet his dry lips as she continued to tease him. "Yes, please."
Her fingers tantalizingly rubbed against the two small peaks he could see through her thin, white t-shirt and he slid his hand down, tugging his t-shirt down over the bulge in his jeans, using it as an excuse for his wrist to rub against his cock. A soft hiss escaped between his clenched teeth as she smirked, pulling her neckline down so that he could see her full, round C cups barely hidden by her red lace bralette.
His cock twitched as he stared in awe and his eyes flickered up to her smirking face as if to ask permission. Instead of answering, she gently grabbed his free hand and guided it to her chest, letting his long fingers delve under the edge of the lace and caress her soft flesh. They both let out a soft moan when the pad of his index finger brushed across her nipple and he squirmed in his seat, feeling dangerously close to cumming in his pants as she kept her hand on his, guiding him. "Sidney…"
"Yes, Seth?" She smiled softly as she leaned in, pressing her lips gently against his as he let out a primal whine. "Need something?"
"I need…" He blushed as he gently squeezed her breast, brushing his thumb over her nipple once more and feeling a rush of pride when she made a soft mewling sound. "Please…"
"You gotta say it." She smiled, trailing her lips down his neck as she ran her free hand along his thigh, her nails raking ever so slightly along the inner seam of his jeans.
He groaned, rocking his hips gently as he tried to press his aching hard on against her hand. "Please, Sidney?"
"What do you want me to do?" Her nails tapped along his zipper teasingly and his head fell back against the seat as he accidentally squeezed her breast tighter. From the hitch in her breath and the soft, husky moan that she emitted, he didn't suppose she minded.
"Will you…will you do what you did in the bathroom?" He asked, the ache in his jeans becoming too much to bear as she leaned closer, her fruity breath fanning over his face as her hands undid his jeans easily, like she had done it a hundred times before. 'Or I guess she has.' The thought flitted through his mind before he let out a loud moan, feeling her warm mouth enveloping his length. "God, Sidney."
She bobbed her head a few times as he ran his fingers through her hair, gathering it up in a loose ponytail in his hand as he noticed it getting in her way. He was teetering on the edge already and they both knew it; his other hand slid down her back, resting on her firm ass as she leaned over the console. She kept sucking, bobbing her head quickly as she took him deeper.
"Sidney," He moaned loudly as he gripped her hair tightly, trying to warn her. "I'm gonna-"
She held her head down, keeping him in her mouth as he rocked against her. His release flooded her mouth and she slowly lifted her head, stroking his shaft as she sucked and swirled her tongue around the tip as he finished. He lay back against the seat, feeling boneless and euphoric as she sat up, her hair in disarray and her face flushed, reaching for a bottle of water in the back floorboard. She took a long drink as she sat back in the driver's seat, trying to smooth her hair. "Damn. I should get you high more often."
He froze as he looked over at her, watching as she popped a stick of gum into her mouth and swept her fingers under her eyes, trying to fix the eyeliner they had smudged. "High?"
"Yeah, that joint was Blue Dream. My cousin gets it for me from some surfer dude in Malibu." She laughed as she looked over at him, fixing her shirt finally as he tucked himself back into his jeans mechanically. "You okay?"
"That was weed?" He swallowed hard as he caught a glimpse of his reflection, feeling a cold sweat coming on as he saw how red his eyes were. "My mom's going to kill me."
"No, she isn't. Here," She draped herself over his lap to dig around in the glove compartment, producing a small clear bottle. "Put a drop in each eye then keep them closed for a little bit. It'll help with the redness."
He did as she said, feeling his heart pounding as he imagined how long he was going to be grounded for. "She's going to kill me and Leah is going to laugh. I'm gonna have to leave my comics to Brady and my fish to Collin and-"
"Yo, Seth. Listen to me," Sidney spoke calmly, laying a hand on his thigh to comfort him. He was ashamed to admit it, but the moment he felt her touch he felt calmer. "Your mom won't find out. The drops will fix your eyes, all you have to do is act normal."
"Normal, right." He sighed, letting his body fall back in the seat with a thump. "Nothing about this week has been normal."
Sidney paused, pulling her hand away from his thigh as she bowed her head slightly. "Do you…regret it?"
He hesitated a moment, but he knew what the answer was. "Sidney?" She looked up at him and he saw the vulnerability lurking in her dark, chocolate colored eyes as she gnawed on her bottom lip. "I don't." He leaned in, kissing her tenderly and passionately as he cupped her cheek, ignoring the bitter taste that lingered in her mouth. She smiled, kissing him back as she snaked an arm around his neck to play with his hair.
"Come on, I'll drive you home." She murmured as she pulled away, tucking her hair behind her ear as if she was suddenly shy.
"Home? What about school?" He glanced up towards the building before she laughed nervously.
"Uh, yeah…We got a little carried away." She started the car and the clock on the dash lit up. They had missed their last three class periods; the final bell would be ringing any minute now. "So…home?"
"Home would be good." He sunk down into his seat, rubbing his face tiredly. All he wanted now was to go home and lay down. And eat. Maybe not in that order, he was pretty hungry.
"Woah, Seth, slow down. You're going to give yourself indigestion eating like that." Sue watched in amazement as her youngest shoveled in one bite after another, barely taking time to chew.
"Sorry, mom," He grumbled, his mouth full as he took a drink of milk to wash it all down. Leah watched in disgust from across the table as he practically licked his plate clean with milk dribbling down his chin. "Just hungry. Didn't get to eat lunch."
"What happened at lunch?" Sue asked, her brows furrowing. After Seth's sudden interest in going to the caves, she wanted to make sure that nothing else was going on in his life.
Seth froze, finally pausing his fork as he was reaching for thirds. "Um…"
"Yeah, Seth, what did happen at lunch today? Hm?" Leah smirked, settling back in her seat and crossing her arms as she got comfortable, anticipating a show.
"I…Brady was messing around and s-spilled my tray. I didn't get a chance to eat much." He rushed through the lie quickly, proud of himself for only stuttering once. Leah narrowed her eyes at him before glancing at their mother, only to gape in shock as she nodded.
"Well, make sure you eat better tomorrow. If you keep this up, you'll eat me out of house and home." Sue stood up, beginning to clear the dinner dishes and Leah was practically seething.
"He's been seeing Sidney Whitefeather!" She practically yelled, halting everyone in their tracks. Seth glared at his sister as Sue put one hand on her hip, staring in disapproval at her son while Harry meandered away from the scene to watch TV.
"I thought I told you to stay away from that girl." Sue said coolly, making Seth slump down in his seat as Leah watched smugly.
"Yeah, Seth. You shouldn't play with garbage." Leah remarked, only to frown as Sue turned to her.
"Leah, upstairs." Sue snapped, setting the dishes she had collected down before Leah huffed and stood up.
"Might want to test him for STDs too." Leah turned with her nose in the air as she headed up to her room. Sue waited to hear the door slam before she shook her head in disappointment.
"Seth, I told you to stay away from people like that." Sue said sternly, hovering over her son with a disapproving glare.
"Technically you told me to stay away from the caves." He sighed softly, focusing on the wildflowers sitting in the vase on the center of the dining table. He had never noticed any flowers that blue before. Maybe Sidney would like something blue. Or, judging by earlier, she seemed to be more of a red girl. 'Oh yeah, mom's lecturing. I've never zoned out during one of those before. Huh, it makes it a lot more bearable.'
"Are you even listening to me, Seth? Those people are bad news." Sue threw her hands up in the air in frustration as Seth looked up at her with a small smile, still thinking of Sidney's red bra and which color flowers she'd prefer. That smile was quickly dashed as her negativity finally bulldozed the remnants of his high and he frowned.
"What people, mom? Sidney is a good person." He remembered the way she had seemed so broken last week, like she wanted to hide away from everyone.
Sue shook her head as she let out a heavy sigh. "I don't want you seeing her anymore. In fact, tomorrow after school we're going to her house and I'm having a talk with her parents as well." She paused, shifting on her feet and taking a deep breath as if to steel herself against what was coming next. "Have you been sexually active, Seth?"
He stared at his mother, mouth agape as he struggled to keep up with what she was saying. "I can't- She's not- You can't stop me! I'm 15, isn't it normal for me to have a girlfriend and friends?"
"Have you or have you not been sexual with her?" He clamped his mouth shut and crossed his arms, refusing to answer as she stared down at him in disappointment. "No more. If I hear another word about you with her, you're grounded for six months."
'Go ahead. Sidney knows how to sneak in.' He surprised himself by thinking it, but he knew it was true. If Sidney wanted him, she would find a way.