Part 18

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The bus ride was really quite long. I felt myself drifting in and out of sleep. We took the back row of the big bus. I was sitting beside Becky and Jenny and Shane was sitting across from me with Alice and Joanie. Joanie had kept surprisingly silent; refusing to even look at me, so I guess Shane has already talked to her.

I didn't know how long we'd been driving but as I looked out the window, I saw the sky was slowly lighting up. Dawn?

"Sleep well?" a voice asked.

I jumped and looked forwards to see Shane, staring at me, Joanie against her shoulder and Alice pressed the bus window, both asleep. Everyone was practically asleep except from a quiet hush down the front of the bus.

"No" I admitted, trying to keep my eyes from reaching Joanie's figure. I think that if I see something like this again, I may die. I was mad at Shane yeah but I would hate to see her with another girl. Like I did before. That was seriously fucked up.

"Am I gonnah lose you?" Shane whispered.

"You lost me when I lost you" I whispered back.

"Carmen, I hate myself, really, you have no idea, I really hate myself for hurting you but, I think it'll kill me if I lost you completely" Shane sighed, "I realise that, you know... Nothing will ever happen between us again but I couldn't lose you as a friend as well... I trust you with my life".

As much as it pains me to admit this, Shane's right. I'm not able to forgive her completely but I know I couldn't live without her in my life.

"You're still gonnah be my friend" I smile weakly, "Just, not somebody I tell everything".

She nodded slowly and picked at her jeans.

"I think I need the bathroom", I stood and walked to the middle of the bus, going down the small section of stairs to a very cramped door. I opened it but felt footsteps behind me. I turned and saw Shane.

"Carmen, can we talk some more?" she asked.

"Shane, I really have to pee" I whispered desperately. Suddenly, the bus jerked forwards and me and Shane went backwards together into the tiny cramped toilet. I tried to get up but Shane closed the door behind us before I could reach it.

"One minute please" Shane pleaded. I tried not to notice how enclosed me and Shane were. This toilet was literally the size of a very tall, thin cardboard box. And there wasn't even a sink in here. Ew.

"Fine, hurry up" I sighed. Anything so I could just pee!

"I'll try" Shane said quickly, "I'll try to be a friend, talk and make jokes but when it comes to other girls and dating..." she tensed, "Nobody's ever gonnah be good enough for you, certainly not me I know... But nobody will ever love you as much as I do".

I went silent.

"Sorry" Shane tried to turn around and opened the door but it wouldn't budge. My heart started racing. Oh no.

"It's not opening!" Shane cursed aloud.

"Lemme try" I squeezed around Shane—and mentally hit myself for feeling warm and tingly inside when her body was pressed against mine—and tried the doorknob. It was stuck well good. Wouldn't move an inch.

"Shit" I sighed.

"This lack of space isn't really helping the friend thing" Shane growled in frustration.

"I know" I said back but there wasn't really much room to move about.

"We could try call for help" Shane shrugged.

"Everyone's asleep" I hissed, "Plus the engine makes a fucking big noise every time it goes over something and in case you haven't noticed, this is a bumpy road!".

"I guess we wait till the morning" Shane shrugged.

Easy for her to say. "I can't stand all night" I sighed.

"Okay" Shane wrapped her arms around me and jerked me into her. She pushed my legs up around her hips and then proceeded to sit down, me, still, on top of her. Wow. Can you say sexual tension? Sitting on top of one another was the only fucking way we could both sit down on this stupid cramped floor.

Shane, on the other hand, was bloody marvelling at her luck! She smirked as I tried to get her to let go of her extra tight grip she had on me.

"Shane" I growled, "Not helping".

Shane sighed as well and let go of my arms. She fucking then placed them on my hips! "Shane" I hissed, pushing her hands away, "Stop it, you said—".

"I know, I'm sorry" Shane cut me off, "I'll behave, it's just..." she bit her lip. I knew exactly what she was thinking and it'd be a lie to say I didn't think it too.

"I know" I closed my eyes, "This is so fucking hard".

I could tell Shane was getting turned on by the way she was avoiding my face, tensing her body and biting her lip so hard it might bleed. I was so tired, I barely cared. All I wanted was sleep. And Shane.

"Let's play a game" Shane suddenly smirked.

"What?" I was weary.

"We kiss" she began—my heart started going—"And whoever can keep their hands off touching the other person the longest wins".

"Wins what?" I narrowed my eyes.

Shane shrugged, "Dunno, a title?" she laughed.

"Not a good idea" I shook my head.

"Come on" Shane smirked, "Friends play games, right?".

Before I could reply, she had leapt at me and pushed me up against the small bathroom door.

"No hands" I smiled. I didn't know where my confidence was coming from.

Shane smirked; "I haven't kissed you yet, silly" she let go of me and leaned in. I opened my mouth to protest but she pounced and started a ravaging attack on my mouth, kissing me so hard I thought I might bruise. My hands were forced behind my back by Shane's and she never let up for air to let me talk. I was her plaything. I wasn't complaining of course, Shane was just so damn sexy I didn't care anymore.

She found my eyes and continued kissing me, slowly, seductively. She started kissing down my neck and my breathing got heavier. A lot heavier. My tank-top was getting pulling over my head and Shane tensed, paused then started her attack on my chest.

"Do you know how long I've wanted to touch you?" Shane growled, kissing my motioned chest, "God, why did we have to be so stupid?".

"I ... eh ..." I couldn't think straight as Shane started to unbutton my jeans. She kissed her way up my body and found my lips. Her hands still on my wrists, she held them tighter. "I would let you go if I thought you weren't going to push me away" Shane smirked.

"Scared of rejection?" I said breathlessly as I felt Shane slide my jeans down my thighs. Shane chuckled darkly as I felt her hand brushing against my girl boxers. My wrists were free, sore, but free but I found I couldn't move them.

"Tell me you don't want this and I'll stop" Shane smiled. She smiled because she knew I wouldn't be able to say stop. All I wanted was more.

And then the door opened. Oh yes, at that precise moment, the fucking door opened and Jenny looked down on a semi-naked me. I blushed and quickly pulled my jeans back up. Shoving my tank-top over my head, I glanced to Shane, who's eyes were going dark, the darkest I've ever seen them before.

"I..." Jenny spluttered. She turned and walked away and left behind all my pride and dignity.

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God, tell me that didn't just happen. It did, didn't it? I glanced over to Shane, who was looking rigid. I reached out to touch her but she grabbed my wrist from going any further.

"Don't" Shane growled, "If you touch me, I might not be able to control myself".

Shivers went down my spine as she let go of my wrist.

"What a great way to end the night" I muttered, sighing.

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The bus jerked forwards and I knew immediately that we'd stopped. It was still half dark as I looked out the bus window. It was so much different. Gone were the trees and nature and hello were the dark skies and tall buildings.

I let a deep breath out and tried not to look at Shane. But this was going to happen. Change. We weren't at the country side anymore. We were in the city. And you know what they say...

Only the strongest survive.

Author's Note:

Heyy thanks to everyday who reviewed recently and i hope you enjoy this. Sorry it was a bit shorter than usual but i felt it was the right place to stop.

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