Hey guys! I know it's been awhile but you guys should expect this from me by now lol. I usually write if I feel inspired or if it's 1 A.M and you have nothing else better to do than to keep your fans posted on the Cappie/Evan world. In this case, it's the 2nd one. And thank you guys so much for all of your reviews, they've really helped me edit how I write. I think that chapter 4 is a definite improvement from chapter 1, don't ya think? The style is different, and it's all thanks to you guys. =) Alright, back to the story!
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His alarm clock went off at 6:30, making me wince at the sunlight pouring through his window. Even though alarm clocks weren't ever peaceful to wake up to, somehow, this morning was. It was waking up in Cappie's arms tat made it the best day I've ever had. But then the door swung open.
"Well, you're finally awake, I've been waiting for almost an hour and a---oh my god, Cappie, I'm so sorry." I turned in shock to see the dark haired girl from the picture in Cappie's bedroom doorway, ducking out quickly. Yeah, what a way to wake up.
I stood there in shock of what had happened. Here I thought that last night meant something when I was probably just some sort of experiment. It tore me up inside, and all it took was less than 30 seconds to realize that.
Cappie put on a pair of sweats and ran after her without any explanations directed toward me He ran after her with a grin on his face...MY grin. That's when I decided to get dressed and gather my things because if that's the girl from the photo, I'm as good as gone. I wasn't going to put up with whatever shitty thing he would say about everything. I grabbed everything that I could and quietly left. Sure, it would be a 5-mile walk to school, but it was better than staying in whatever alternate reality where I thought a straight guy liked me back. I was obviously so wrong about it, about everything.
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I got to school just in time, looking like I was hungover for 6 days straight. Hair sticking out from all directions, rumpled clothes that I wore yesterday, and even my shoes were on the wrong feet. I'm sure all the kids thought that I had a one-night stand because that's exactly what it looked like. But was I just a one-night stand to Cappie. Here I am, hoping for something more when he probably just wanted to cum with somebody breathing next to him. He was probably picturing that slut the entire time. At this point, I looked pissed out of my mind. It was definitely a sight to see. I decided to go straight to class and try to take my mind off the mountain of questions forming in my mind. Oh yeah, and where the FUCK I'm gonna be sleeping for the next week. My first class was Health, so maybe I could just focus on whatever is going on there, whether it's life-long goals or sex ed. It didn't matter to me because it would all mesh together anyways.
I sat in my seat just before the bell rang and a young Italian woman was introducing herself as Ms. Vardenega, our health teacher. She took roll call, I was aware enoguh of my environment to call out when she said my name, but I was also aware that there was an empty seat on the far side of the room. I heard a couple kids whisper something about it being the new kid's seat.
"Isn't his name Caddy or some shit like that?" I heard a guy say to the person next to him.
"Haha, I don't know dude. Didn't he say his parents were hippies? Man, what a fuckin' freak, dude. He doesn't even show up the 2nd day of school. He's probably off searching his soul or some other bullshit."
Wait, Cappie wasn't here? Figures. He's probably fucking his brains out with the skank. Knowing that it was even a possibility made my heart smash into a fine powder.
While the teacher went on about what we should expect in the class, all I did was stare at his seat and wonder. Wondering the many possibilities why he didn't show up. But I couldn't take it anymore. The anger was so built up and I was about ready to explode. I told the teacher that I didn't feel good and she sent me to go call home in the office. I ended up faking an entire phone conversation, arguing on somebody picking me up. I told the secretary that nobody could pick me up, so she said for me to just walk home.
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I ended up a couple miles away from the school in some park I haven't noticed before. It was empty and silent except the quiet squeaking of a swing I ended up sitting on, motioning back and forth hoping to erase everything that happened since I moved here, about my one-day, one-way heartache. It didn't make sense why I felt so tormented over somebody I've known for a day. It was mind-numbing how fucked up everything was now and how just this morning, waking up seemed like the best moment. I realized I had to call my mom and tell her how much I needed her to come back, but I realized that I didn't have my cell phone on me. I checked my backpack and all it had was bunched up pajamas and school supplies. SHIT! I must have left it at Cappie's!.
About half-hour later, I ended up at the front door of Cappie's house, dreading what would happen after I knocked. SHE answered the door, and in nothing but a towel, her shoulder-length brown hair hanging in a soggy ponytail in the back of her head. She had obviously just got out of the shower. "Can I help---oh, it's you. Where'd ya go to?"
"I— uh —school..." I said, hoping she'd just stop talking so I could get my cell phone from Cappie's room. But then, the scent hit me. She smelled like Cappie. The bitch used the last of the body wash and shampoo! I just wanted to yell, I left that for Cappie, you fucking whore! But I felt it would a little too blunt. So I settled for a, "I forgot my cell phone."
"What? Oh, sure. Go ahead and grab it," she said, she said with a smile on her face. Her smile seemed to plague the rest of the my mind in anger, but I was able to get around it and I headed straight for the bedroom. "Are you going to stick around? I can make some dinner for all of us." Dinner? I must have stayed at the park for longer than I thought. And all I responded with was a grunt. I openned the door and searched for my cell phone. I practically hunted for it, knowing that it should be quick and painless if I got it and never came back. Then, Cappie came through the door, wearing the same thing I left him with this morning.
"Evan?! I thought you left!" he said with a look of shock on his face.
"I, uhh, forgot this, " I said, pointing to my cell phone with a blank face. But it didn't seem to hide the anger in my voice.
"Why are you mad? Crappy day at school without your 'Sugar Cap?'" he said with a smirk on his face, practically radiating cockiness.
How could he still be doing this? Like nothing even happened? Like last night was a fluke? I couldn't hold it in anymore. I turned away and let a single tear build up in my eye and rubbed it out, faking like I got something in my eye, which he actually seemed to buy.
"Oh, hey. There's somebody I want you to meet. HEY, JENNIFER!" he called out. I froze, IT had a name, and that made her more of a person, and I couldn't let that happen.
"Look, Cap, I gotta go. I--"
"What? But you just got here? I missed you all day, Evan," he said with a fake pout. I honestly couldn't tell if the remark was genuine or playful, but either way, it had to stop.
"Cappie, stop it. You can't just--"
"Yeah, Cappie? What's up?" Jennifer asked, walking into the bedroom. She finally ended up putting some clothes on, a jersey and a pair of raggedy sweats.
"Oh, this is Evan, the guy you kinda saw me with this morning," he said awkwardly. She was about to introduce herself, but Cappie decided to do it instead. "Evan, this is Jennifer, the cousin I was telling you about." She punched him in the shoulder. "You talked about me? You prick!" she said playfully.
OF COURSE! How could I have been so blinded by passion and jealousy? How did I let myself become the guy who assumes the worst, the pessimist? But, I smiled out of genuine happiness. "Hi, it's nice to meet you. Sorry about this morning, I just got back from an almost wedding and I needed to talk to Cappie about as soon as he woke up. I didn't realize that he had...ermm...company."
"Oh, no problem. I guess it's normal for you guys to wake each other up. Cappie told me how close you guys were." I said, still with a wide grin on my face.
"God, Cappie. You're such a loud mouth!" she said, nudging him in his side. "Evan, I'm making dinner. I f you want to stay, there's plenty."
"You gotta stay, Ev. Her mac and cheese is fuckin' amazing." Cappie said with a look of pleasure washing over his face.
"Umm, yeah, sure. All I had to do was go to the store, but I could do that later or tomorrow."
"That's great, I'll go get dinner served. Don't have too much fun while I'm gone, boys," she said slyly, which put a suggestive smirk on Cappie's face.
It must have been all the heartbreak today, because when she left the room, I went from ecstatic to breaking down in a split second, burning my eyes with all the pent up tears.
"Hey hey, what's wrong Evee?" Cappie asked sympathetically while pulling me into his arms.
"No, it's stupid. Just forget it." I said with a slight chuckle.
"Come on, Evan. You know you can tell me anything, right?" Cappie said, gazing into my eyes.
"Well, I thought she was an ex-girlfriend or something, so I, being the pessimist that I am, just assumed the worst. Like I thought you stayed home because you two were 'enjoying each other' but obviously I was wrong."
"Aww, Evan. No, all we did was talk about her almost wedding. She left Will because he admitted that he was happy that I was out of her life. Obviously, she cares about me more than I deserve. And now, I guess you're just as caring to me as she is," he said, wiping the tears away from my cheeks. I don't know what sparked it, but in that moment, I leaned in closer to him, only to be met by his perfect lips. At first, it was the softest kiss you could ever imagine, then it turned into a passionate one that would leave anybody completely, and utterly, breathless.
"Okay, guys, dinner is ready," Jennifer said, walking in unexpectedly, once again, "Ok, no eating each other's faces until you eat. Come on, let's go," she insisted, practically pushing us out the door.
"Wait, I need some clothes!" Cappie said right before leaving his room. Jennifer and I both laughed as Cappie rushed back into his room to get changed.
"One sec, Jennifer. I still need to get my cell phone," I said, rushing back into the room after Cappie.
"You guys better be eating dinner in 5 minutes or I'm barging in no matter what position you might be in!" she called out, hoping that both of us would hear her. I blushed, but I knew that my intentions were just as pure as the thoughts that rushed through my head last night. I closed the door behind me and left the lights on. Cappie was obviously feeling just as lustful as I was, so he pulled me into another passionate kiss, this one sending electricity all through my body and blood rushing only broke apart when he pushed me onto his bed, stripped me of my clothing and climbed on top of me and started kissing me again, grinding his crotch against mine. I ended up turning us over so I was on top of him. I kissed his jawline, down his neck, and down his torso. I threw his towel aside, only to reveal his beautiful cock. Leaving the light on was a good idea, I could marvel in his beauty the entire time.
I started stroking his shaft and he moaned in pleasure. I flicked my tongue on the head, teasing him. I put the head in my mouth and started sucking. Cappie moaned louder, which made me keep going. I tried putting his entire member in my mouth, but it was too big for me to handle without gagging. I ended up about three-quarters of the way, but I didn't let that stop me. I started bobbing my head up and down, continuing to suck harder. He weaved his fingers into my hair and followed my head as it went up and down his dick.
"Fuck, Evan! I'm gonna cum!" And sure enough, he did. It shot straight into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat and the roof of my mouth, making me cum, too.. I took his cock out of my mouth and he came a little bit more. I licked the leftover cum on the top of his dick and swallowed.
"God, Evan. You're so fucking good at that." he remarked, or groaned, rather. He flipped over and grabbed the towel on the floor and revealed his perfect ass. I'd never seen it before, but it was god-like.
"God, I love your ass." I said while getting up to find another towel, blushing at the words I let slip through my mouth.
"Nah, your tight ass is way better," he said, grabbing it as I bent over for another towel. I gasped in surprise and started kissing him on his bed again, his hands now cupping my bare butt while one of my hands was rubbing up and down his left ass cheek.
We decided that we left Jennifer alone for long enough and got dressed, both of us starved.
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Well, I hope you all liked it. Next chapter should be up in a week or 2. If you read and review, I'll be forever greatful. Thanks! =)