What Did I Do?

Carmen and Jack were both glad when they had reached the Mercer house as the silence was killing them. Jack opened the door, only to hear more silence.

"That's weird," Jack commented; the first noise that was made in 30 minutes.

Carmen had wandered into the kitchen and found a note on the fridge. "Jack," she said walking into the living room and handing him the note.

The note read:

Jack,

Bobby's out wherever and I went shopping. Won't be back until later.

Love,

Ma

"Do you still want that release?" Jack asked, hopefully.

"Yeah," Carmen said, now thinking that maybe it wasn't such a good idea, but followed Jack up to his room nonetheless.

Jack's Room

The two of them where sitting on Jack's bed making out. Jack's hand was running up and down Carmen's thigh and she was running her fingers through his soft and luscious hair. Carmen was just starting to feel comfortable with this when Jack stopped.

"What's the matter?" Carmen asked, brushing the hair out of her face with her hand.

"Back in the car you said 'I was trying not to do that with you.' What'd you mean by that?"

"…Look…it's hard to explain. I don't even know what I meant by that. It's just…when I was with the principal…she said Bobby had called and…I don't want to hurt you Jackie," She finished, burying her face in her hands.

Jack then moved closer to her and began to rub her back comfortingly as he began to nibble and kiss at her neck. Carmen then let out a sigh of ecstasy. She then pushed him down on the bed and straddled him, holding him down.

"I'm gonna make a man out of you, Jack Mercer," Carmen said, taking off her shirt.

Jack wrapped his arms around her body and pulled her down close to him. They had just started to get into the whole idea of sex with each other when they heard a noise coming from downstairs.

"Jack I'm home! You two better not be doing anything when I get upstairs!" Bobby called.

"Shit! Jack, give me my shirt!" Carmen hissed.

"I guess you two got lucky this time," Bobby said, leaning against the door
frame with his arms crossed, "What were you two doing anyways…or do I not
want to know?" Bobby had said the later more so to Carmen than to Jack.

"I was just showing Jack a new song I wrote for my band. It's called 'Ladylike'." In the few seconds before Bobby had got upstairs Carmen and Jack fixed themselves up and Carmen was playing a few chords on Jack's guitar.

"Good," was all Bobby could say.

"Bobby? Is it alright if Jack comes to my place? I'm supposed to meet Justin." Carmen asked.

"We're all gonna head over to the skate park from there," Jack added quickly, even though he really had no idea what they'd be doing or if Justin really would show up and after what just about happened he hoped nobody would be at her place.

"I'll tell you what Jackie; I'll let you go on one condition…" Bobby started.

"Come on Bobby lighten up," Carmen said, putting Jack's guitar off to the side.

"That you don't tell Ma…" Bobby finished.

"Bobby you're the best!" Carmen squealed, jumping up and giving Bobby a hug. She then grabbed Jack's hand and pulled him out of the house, running.

In The Car

"Jack, you were brilliant! I didn't think you had it in you!"

"Where are we going? I thought we were going to your place?" Jack asked.

"Oh we will… Just a quick detour first…" Carmen said with a sly smile that would scare anyone who didn't know her.

"What are we gonna do?"

"Buy Justin some bubbles so he'll leave us the fuck alone for a few hours!" She laughed, pulling up next to the corner store.

Carmen got out and walked into the store. Jack watched from the car…he was fine for a little while, but after 5 minutes, he was bored. So he went in.

She was talking to an average height girl, holding a pickle jar.

"Dude, what's taking you so long…you just had to buy…uh…?"

"Bubbles and goldfish crackers for Justin so we can…yeah…" Carmen laughed.

The girl leaned over to Carmen and whispered something to her that Jack caught slightly as, "You gonna sleep with him too?"

He acted like he didn't hear it, but it was bothering him. Why was everyone acting like it was a big fuckin' deal? It's not like they were getting married!

"You ready to head out, Jackie?" Carmen glanced over to him from the counter where she had a few things laid out.

"Yeah…I'll meet you in the car." Jack said, quietly, walking out to the car.

"What's up with your boy?" The guy at the counter asked. It was a younger man with dark hair; she knew him because she bought EVERYTHING at that corner store.

"I don't know…anxious about whatever." She replied.

The man handed her the bag and her change and she left, waving to him and the pickle girl; better known as Mouth.

Carmen's House

"Jack…don't…do…that…" Carmen moaned, softly, as his hands ran up the front of her shirt to her chest.

He pulled her shirt over her head and went to unhook her bra. "What about your brother?"

"He's probably at the…Skatepark…with…JACK!" She screamed.

"What?" He smirked and let go of her breasts.

"A little grabby, aren't we?" She gasped while laughing a little.

"Sorry…" He pouted, reaching for her guitar-shaped belt buckle. Once he got that off, Carmen pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it on the floor next to her bed.

He slid her jeans down her legs to her ankles and she kicked them off the rest of the way to the floor. He had baggy jeans on, which she found easier to get off, leaving him in his boxers. She slid them off his hips and part of the way down his legs and the rest of the way with her feet.

"You okay?" He panted.

She closed her eyes and nodded, almost gasping for breath.

His thumbs were hooked in the waist band of her underwear as he slid them off quickly and grabbed the comforter and pulled it around the 2 of them.

They looked at each other silent and heavily breathing one more time before he pushed himself inside of her; she moaned loudly and dug her fingernails into his back.

Few Hours Later-6:45PM

The rising and falling of chests under the blanket was the only movement in the room. Carmen slowly opened her eyes and realized her head was rested against Jack's back.

She sat back a little and examined his shoulders where she dug her nails in. She broke the skin and it was bleeding, not gushing, but bleeding. She ran her fingers over where the skin had broke and sighed.

Carmen picked up her cell phone off the dresser next to the queen sized bed and text messaged Justin.

She waited 15 minutes and he didn't answer so she found some clean clothes, quietly got dressed and snuck into the hallway to call him.

Justin answered, screaming excitedly. "What's up, CJ!"

"Dude! What's going on! I can't scream so you better find somewhere quiet!" She whispered, harshly.

"JOE! GET OFF MY CAR!"

"JUSTIN!" She hissed.

"Hold on! Joe's climbing on my car!"

She sat down against the wall in the hallway and waited for Justin to stop screaming. "Hurry up."

"Okay… What's up?" He panted.

"I broke a promise…"

"Uh…okay…what promise?"

"The promise to Mrs. Davison…to not sleep with Jack…" She said, slowly.

"YOU SLEPT WITH HIM!" Justin screamed.

The Skatepark fell silent and everyone was looking at him.

"Thanks, J. Now the whole freakin' Skatepark knows." Carmen whispered, sarcastically.

"Why are you whispering?"

"Jack's in my room, sleeping. And I don't know where Gabe is…so, like, if he heard me saying something like me sleeping with Jack…he'd probably-"

"Kill you?" A voice asked from close by.

A/N: Now, you've gotta guess who it is? It's kinda an ironic twist…

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