Lying is the Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off (Panic! At the Disco)
"Fuck...it hurts! Oh God it hurts! Take it out! Fuck!"
I tried to stay serious and not laugh at her but the more she freaks out, the more I want to laugh.
"Chill, Q! You pushed a baby out for Christ's sake...this should be nothing!"
There were tears in her eyes now.
Okay maybe they were two different kinds of pain.
I bent over her and focused on her inner thigh.
"Oh God! This is so fucking wrong!" She cried out.
I nodded but didn't look up.
"Just hold your breath, I'm gonna pull it out now."
"Just do it!"
I watched her cheeks puff out and I finally cracked a smile.
"Okay one, two, thr-"
I yanked my hand back and she yelped.
"Fuck!"
I sat back on the bed and looked down at her as she silently cried.
She had been like this since I got here, crying like a sap.
So much for sex!
"Do you want to see it?"
She pressed her palms against her eyes and shook her head.
"No! Just throw it away! It never should have happened in the first place!"
I had enough.
I stood to my feet and glared at her.
"Okay, that's enough!"
Her eyes got wide but she sat up and wiped her eyes.
"San I-"
I held up my hands.
"I came all the way the hell up here and you have spent the entire hour crying over a fucking splinter! Seriously Q?"
"San I-"
"No let me fucking finish!"
She huffed and nodded.
"Fine...finish!"
"I'm going go buy booze and when I get back you better be ready for me...got it?"
"Yes but-"
I grabbed my purse, her keys and headed for the door.
"Be ready!" I yelled over my shoulder.
"San wait!"
I turned my head just enough for her to know that I was listening but I didn't look at her.
"What?"
"I need you to buy something for me."
I turned to look at her...like really look at her and that is when I recognized the behavior.
"Oh God...not you too!"
She barely had time to nod before I was slamming the door and rushing out into the hallway.
Fuck!
I shouldn't be crying.
This shouldn't be bothering me!
But fuck if it did!
By the time that I got back to her dorm room, I had finished off half the booze.
Can you blame me?
Of course not!
My heart sped up when I saw that she was sitting there on the center of her bed with her blanket wrapped around her naked shoulders.
And then I got angry at myself for having the feeling!
"San..."
She had been crying but it looked like she had at least attempted to put makeup on.
I dropped everything on her roommates bed and then moved to kneel on her bed.
She wiped at her eyes and then looked up at me.
The gold in her green eyes bursting with emotion.
"Who was he?" I asked flat out.
"A stupid boy." She said rolling her eyes.
Those words.
God!
I lunged forward and gripped her hair.
Our lips crashed together and she growled.
Blindly, I ripped the blanket away and pulled her down onto the bed with me.
She straddled me and I could smell how turned on she was.
I pulled her down and held her close as I nipped at her neck.
"Are you mad?" She whispered.
I bit harder and then sucked the same spot.
She would see that tomorrow and know just how mad I was.
"Furious." I said before sucking her ear lobe between my lips. "Did he make you cum?"
"Ohhh...fuck!"
I had timed my words with my fingers as they pinched at her clit.
"Answer me, Q...did the stupid boy make you cum?"
She ground down on me and groaned.
"Nooooo...more." She said as more wetness coated my fingers.
"How bad do you want this, Q?"
"Bad enough." She snapped as she tried to sit up.
What she hadn't expected was me to roll us.
She was on her back in the next moment and I was pulling her legs around my waist.
The look in her eyes wasn't sad anymore.
"This is the last time I come here...to fuck you...got it?"
She nodded and with that, I set to work.
My emotions were always tied to sex with girls.
I couldn't risk falling for Quinn.
Tonight had told me all that I needed to know...
Never would a girl chose a guy over me...not again...
Or ever.
A/N: More?