Sal Vulcano love story

Ch:11

It was Friday, and my mother had this day to work all night.

She wasn't gonna be home today or tomorrow, she did let me stay home,usually when things like this come up I have to stay at a friends house.

I didn't feel like going over there though.

When I got home my mom wasn't there.

"Yassssss" I clapped my hands together and ran up to my bedroom.

I changed my clothes, and pulled a box out from under my bed. 

I smoked sometimes, mainly when my mom wasn't home.

After awhile, I took a nap. It was a small one .

When I got up I went to the kitchen. Got some soda and more junk,sat down on my table.

I got startled by a knock on my door. I checked through the small hole on my door,and it was sal.

I stood quiet and didn't open.

He didn't knock that much, he went home.

I thought about something, well it wouldn't hurt to go over again.  So after I put shoes on I walked next door to his house.

"Hi Sal.."  I said to him when he opened the door.

"Hey Jocelyn!" He smiled. I felt nervous.

I walked inside, he asked me if I wanted to sit down and I did.

"Well,how've you been?" He asked,sitting across from me.

"I'm good. I've been really focused on school."

"So that's why we haven't talked in a while ,huh?" 

"What do you mean?"

" You stopped coming over to say hi." He tangled his fingers together.

"You know what happened.."

After a few seconds of being quiet he nodded.  

"I know."

"I've been thinking too." Sal got up from his seat.

"Come with me,"

"Where are we going?" I asked.

I took his hand he was holding out and got up  from the sofa.

We walked over to the kitchen, and Sal started to pull his belt off.

"Sal?"  I leaned against his counter.

"I want this." He said,pressing his chest onto mine,smacking his lips onto mine.

Sal began sliding his hand up my shirt, gripping me over my bra.

I broke the kiss, "wait!"

And he stopped to only listen.

"When I tried this, you wanted me to stop. You said it wasn't right. What is happening right now?!"

He moved his hand,kissing down my stomach.  He held my shirt up,leaving about two or three hickeys.

"I'm crazy for making you feel bad. I understand the way you felt. I do.  If it makes you feel better,we can do this. And no one will know. Just like you said before. I know you still want what we didn't start,"

He pulled my shirt off.

"Let me take my sexual frustration out on you."