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Chapter 7: Aftershocks
Jeremy's POV
Stop kidding yourself, Jeremy. You know who you're really in love with…
The words ran through my head the whole night, over and over and over again, like a broken record. He knew? He knew!
I couldn't sleep. I kept tossing and turning, trying to get some shut eye, but I couldn't. When I closed my eyes all I could see was Tyler kissing me, that last IPM he sent me. Why! Why did he have to be such a complication in my life? It just wasn't fair!
My cellphone was beeping. That was the fifth time and I figured that I couldn't ignore it for much longer or else something would give and then I'd be screwed. I sighed and grabbed the phone from the nightstand and looked at the screen.
Five new messages.
I opened the first one.
Hey babe,
Sorry I couldn't come over, I got held up at work, but I'll call in the morning, see if you're up for school.
Get well quick, already miss you.
— Mike
I smiled despite myself and sent Mike a quick reply, saying that it was okay and that he didn't have to come over and that I would call him in the morning to confirm if I was going to school or not.
Then I opened the second one.
Hey Jeremy,
Tk 4eva 2 gt ur nmbr. Anywy, gt transfrd 2 a nthr skwl, cn we tlk abt GG & hw m gna gt t frm u. U cld hv potntl byrs hr 2
— Roger
I rolled my eyes at that one. The next one was also from Roger, saying the exact same thing because why the fuck not, Roger Dodger.
I moved on to the forth text.
U think u r so damn smart dnt u? I wl shw u exactly who u r messing with Jeremy Gilbert! Dnt thnk tht jst cz evry1 knws abt ur sexual preferences u r off the hook. I will crush u Gilbert, I promise you that!
It was an unknown number, but I knew exactly who sent that. She was such a desperate bitch! I couldn't even deal with her shit right now.
And then I opened the last message, the one that had just come in.
I said it once, and I'll say it again, Jeremy: Stop kidding yourself. You know who you're really in love with. And you want to know what the funny thing is? You've already been picked for something greater. Just forget about Mike, because you will hurt him. It's just a friendly warning Gilbert, use it.
I sighed, feeling the exhaustion.
I sent Tyler a ' Get a life ' then shut off my cellphone and tried once again to fall asleep.
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"Mm, yes! Tyler, more, please, god more."
Tyler continued pounding into me, hitting my prostate over and over and over again, making my toes curl and my body arch. The feel of his body, hot between my legs, pushing me into a frenzy of need.
"Nng yes, oh yes, Tyler. Fuck. Just like that, just— fuck!"
It felt so fucking good. I wanted more, needed more.
Tyler pushed my legs further apart and moved in and out of me harder, making my whole body tingle in pleasure at the feel of him. I gripped the bed covers, my head thrashing against the soft pillow as he moved faster, fucked me harder.
"Fuck, so good for me, Jere. So hot, so tight," Tyler groaned against my ear, licking at the shell, making me shiver and moan. "So fucking good for me."
"Faster, Ty, I'm so close. Fuck, come on, so close!"
Tyler placed his hands on either side of my head, pushing his upper body up just slightly then picked up the pace, fucking into me harder and as fast as his own body could allow. I clenched around him—feeling every ridge, every vein of his cock, splitting me open, moving within my walls—so fucking close to coming.
"Shit, Tyler! Oh yes, yes yes, Tyler I'm— fuck— Tyler!"
—?—
My eyes snapped open and I found myself breathing hard, fingers clenched around my covers.
Fuck!
How could I dream something like that? When had I even fallen asleep?
I started to get out of bed then felt a wetness, a certain wetness that I hadn't felt in forever.
No way.
No way.
It couldn't be—
I didn't—
I couldn't have—
I pushed the covers off me.
"Fucking hell!"
Did I just have a wet dream? This wasn't right, this was not right! What the hell was Tyler Lockwood doing to me?
I looked at the digital clock on the nightstand. 05:14. Good. If anyone asked, at least I'd had a good excuse as to why I was taking a shower.
I got out of bed and grabbed a fresh pair of sleeping shorts. I quickly pulled off the bed sheets and threw them in a corner of the room then rushed to the bathroom, not wanting to meet anyone in the hallway.
I stepped into the shower and waited a moment, letting the water heat up, before stepping under the head and letting the water cascade down my body. I stood there for so long I was sure I'd used up most of the water. I knew that Elena and Aunt Jenna wouldn't be too mad considering, but I did feel kind of bad.
Eventually stepped out and dried myself, getting dressed in the fresh short. When I walked out the bathroom I met up with Elena in the hallway. She looked surprised to see me up; then she looked worried.
"What?" I asked, feeling suddenly self-conscious.
"Are you okay?" she asked, placing her hand on my forehead again. "You're really pale."
'Yeah, well, I just had a fucking nightmare!' I thought to myself, cringing internally. "I'm fine," I lied.
"Will you be okay to go to school?"
I didn't want to see Tyler. And I'd feel too guilty if I saw Mike.
"I think I'll just go back to sleep," I said.
Elena nodded in understanding. "Okay." She kissed my cheek. "Get some rest, Jere, I'll get you something to eat."
I nodded then went back to my room. I opened my cellphone and sent Mike a text telling him I wouldn't be going to school then I put fresh sheets on the bed and got in, wrapping myself in them as tightly as I could.
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I grumbled when I felt something poke into my side. "Mm!" The thing poked again, and then a chuckled followed. I knew that chuckle. Asshole! I pushed the covers off me and sat up. "What the fuck are you doing here, Lockwood?"
"Your sister told me you were sick," he said shrugging and sitting down at the edge of my bed. "She said she was worried about you, said you didn't look too good this morning."
"Well I'm fine now."
"Are you avoiding me, Gilbert?"
"No." He smirked at me then shuffled closer to me. I pulled my legs up as a way of protection.
"You know that saying: The heart wants what the heart wants?"
God! I thought, rolling my eyes. "Go away, Lockwood." Tyler looked at the corner where I'd thrown the ruined sheets thoughtfully then he turned to me and smirked.
"Hmm…"
"Go home, Lockwood."
"Why do you want me gone so badly? Afraid you might do something?"
"Leave!"
He pulled the covers off me then grabbed my legs and pulled me down so I was on my back, legs spread slightly—not at all a good position to be stuck in.
"Tyler!"
He smirked then got on top of me and grinding into me a bit. Accidently, I moan. He started kissing me slowly, pushing my mouth open with his tongue and exploring my mouth. My body betrayed me by responding.
"Mm…" I moaned as Tyler rolled his hips against mine, rubbing his dick against my own growing erection. Tyler kissed my neck, sucking and licking it, getting all the sensitive spots.
"Do you still want me to leave?" he whispered into my ear sensually, biting into a particularly sensitive spot just where the neck and shoulder met, gently then sucking at the skin there. I felt I little nip that sort of stung more than the others did, but then Tyler was licking and sucking on it and the stinging disappeared. My hips buck up involuntarily, making our covered erections rub against each other erotically.
"Please, please…" I begged, not really sure what I was begging for anymore.
"Do you want me to stop, Jeremy?"
"I— Tyler!" He was rubbing my dick through my clothes. I moved my hips up to try and get more contact but he pulled his hand away. I groaned in protest. He chuckled then got back on me and continued to grind into me.
I finally came back to my senses and realised that what I was doing was wrong. I had a boyfriend; he had a girlfriend who made absolutely certain that I knew she hated me. We couldn't be doing this, I couldn't be doing this.
"No, Tyler," I all but shouted. "Get off me!" The weird thing was that he listened, he didn't fight it. We were both breathing quiet heavily. "Leave, Lockwood, now!" He smirked at me.
"This thing you have with Mike… It's a sinking ship, Gilbert, end it." Then he walked out of my room.
A–S–S–H–O–L–E!
…TBC…
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