kitchen and Alex called her parents. I could hear her dad screaming at her through the cell-phone. I gathered it was time for her to call it a night. Her eyes were glassy with tears when I led her outside. She said a simultaneous hello and goodbye to my mom and walked home stiffly. I hated her father with an unholy passion.
Another day of brutal sexual deprivation left me angry and depressed. I pretended to be normal in front of my mother, but inside, the monster was howling. Alex called me at seven and we talked about nothing for two hours. I asked Alex if I should consider getting my schedule changed so we could have some classes together. She told me I could give it a try, but it was probably way too late in the semester. It was torture knowing she was somewhere in school building, likely being accosted by our fellow students, while I was too far away to defend her. It pissed me off that all these guys were going to try to take advantage of her newfound sexuality. After all, I was practically the one who discovered her. Those other dudes had ignored her for years, but I had seen her all along.
Chapter 7- Alex
Let us descend now unto greater woe
(Canto VII, line 97)
I actually got asked out, but it was only by a Junior, so it didn’t really count. It was flattering, though. I thought about telling Sean, but didn’t. When we were just friends, I could tell him almost everything. Not now, though. He’d become really jealous lately and not in a good way.
Just months ago, I used to fantasize about the heroes in my romance novels. I longed to be protected and desired by a man who knew what he wanted and wasn’t afraid to take it. Sean was such a man…well, sort of. It was funny how the character traits of jealousy, bossiness, and over-protectiveness seemed so appealing when displayed by a bronzed, muscular, rich vampire/shape-shifter. When Sean acted that way it kind of scared me. I liked the idea of inspiring such lust and possessiveness in a man, rendering him so helpless with desire that he was out of control, but in reality, it was claustrophobic.
Sean seemed pissed when he picked me up from school. He didn’t have to come get me. I told him a million times that I could get a ride home. He was probably upset because I pulled him away from his game. I hoped he wasn’t getting in too deep.
I didn’t want to go into his house because I knew I would get in trouble with my dad , but I couldn’t say no to Sean. It wasn’t that I was afraid of him. I just hated to disappoint him.
When I called my dad to tell him I was going to hang out with Sean, he yelled, “Get your ass home.”
My dad was sitting in his usual recliner when I walked in the front door of my house. Empty beer cans lay scattered around the floor. I counted them, hoping he was drunk enough not to be belligerent. He wasn’t.
“So, this is how you spend all your time, now? Are you dating that loser? If I find out he’s put one hand on you, I’ll kick his ass.” His speech was a little slurred, but not enough. He was at least two more beers away from being good and drunk.
“Dan,” my mom said. “He’s a nice boy. He and Alex are just friends.” She stared at me, willing me to back her up.
“He’s not a boy. If he’s old enough to mess around with my daughter, then he’s old enough to face me. He’s eighteen—a grown man. Legally, anyway. If he had a pair—which I doubt—he wouldn’t have tried to kill himself over a game.”
“Well if you don’t think he has a pair, why are you so worried about me hanging out with him?” I snapped before I could stop myself. My mother gasped. I’d never contradicted my father before.
“Go to your room, smart-ass. You know what I meant. If I find out you two…” he trailed off. I was up the stairs and in my room before he could resume his tirade. I cried for a while, then called Sean. Only he could make me feel better.
***
I went over to his house after school the
Another day of brutal sexual deprivation left me angry and depressed. I pretended to be normal in front of my mother, but inside, the monster was howling. Alex called me at seven and we talked about nothing for two hours. I asked Alex if I should consider getting my schedule changed so we could have some classes together. She told me I could give it a try, but it was probably way too late in the semester. It was torture knowing she was somewhere in school building, likely being accosted by our fellow students, while I was too far away to defend her. It pissed me off that all these guys were going to try to take advantage of her newfound sexuality. After all, I was practically the one who discovered her. Those other dudes had ignored her for years, but I had seen her all along.
Chapter 7- Alex
Let us descend now unto greater woe
(Canto VII, line 97)
I actually got asked out, but it was only by a Junior, so it didn’t really count. It was flattering, though. I thought about telling Sean, but didn’t. When we were just friends, I could tell him almost everything. Not now, though. He’d become really jealous lately and not in a good way.
Just months ago, I used to fantasize about the heroes in my romance novels. I longed to be protected and desired by a man who knew what he wanted and wasn’t afraid to take it. Sean was such a man…well, sort of. It was funny how the character traits of jealousy, bossiness, and over-protectiveness seemed so appealing when displayed by a bronzed, muscular, rich vampire/shape-shifter. When Sean acted that way it kind of scared me. I liked the idea of inspiring such lust and possessiveness in a man, rendering him so helpless with desire that he was out of control, but in reality, it was claustrophobic.
Sean seemed pissed when he picked me up from school. He didn’t have to come get me. I told him a million times that I could get a ride home. He was probably upset because I pulled him away from his game. I hoped he wasn’t getting in too deep.
I didn’t want to go into his house because I knew I would get in trouble with my dad , but I couldn’t say no to Sean. It wasn’t that I was afraid of him. I just hated to disappoint him.
When I called my dad to tell him I was going to hang out with Sean, he yelled, “Get your ass home.”
My dad was sitting in his usual recliner when I walked in the front door of my house. Empty beer cans lay scattered around the floor. I counted them, hoping he was drunk enough not to be belligerent. He wasn’t.
“So, this is how you spend all your time, now? Are you dating that loser? If I find out he’s put one hand on you, I’ll kick his ass.” His speech was a little slurred, but not enough. He was at least two more beers away from being good and drunk.
“Dan,” my mom said. “He’s a nice boy. He and Alex are just friends.” She stared at me, willing me to back her up.
“He’s not a boy. If he’s old enough to mess around with my daughter, then he’s old enough to face me. He’s eighteen—a grown man. Legally, anyway. If he had a pair—which I doubt—he wouldn’t have tried to kill himself over a game.”
“Well if you don’t think he has a pair, why are you so worried about me hanging out with him?” I snapped before I could stop myself. My mother gasped. I’d never contradicted my father before.
“Go to your room, smart-ass. You know what I meant. If I find out you two…” he trailed off. I was up the stairs and in my room before he could resume his tirade. I cried for a while, then called Sean. Only he could make me feel better.
***
I went over to his house after school the
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