old friends

the first sign

XI - XXVIII - MMXX

"H-hey!" I yelled out while being pinned against the bed by my childhood friend after she led me in there to "talk" to her about something.

Granted, I always had the smallest crush on her, but I thought she was way out of my league. Even when we both joked about dating eventually, I always thought it was just that - a joke. I never thought it would get to this point. With her, on top of me, holding one of my arms down, trying to restrain it. She was winning embarrassingly enough.

"Shh, keep it down, someone will hear you," she said as she sat on my chest and wrestled my arm down until she got the cuff latched around my right wrist.

"How can I be quiet when you're cuffing me to a hotel bed!?" I shouted at her in a hushed tone as I tried to shake her off me. "Get off!" I quietly yelled again while tugging at the fluffy, hot pink cuff latched around my wrist, as if that would do anything.

"Dude, stop, I know you're going to enjoy this little surprise," she replied with a sly grin as she got the other cuff to click around my left wrist.

"T-the hell! g-get off me," I quietly protested to her as I tried pulling my hands free, knowing that would free me, but hey, you can't blame me.

"Oh, hush hush, just let me show you a little gratitude for all you've done for me.~" she said with that devilish smile as she slid down to sit on my lap, her hands following the outline of my ribs down to my waist.

"Oh go," I thought to myself, "there's no way shes going to do what I think shes going to do... Is she?" I asked myself as she continued down me until she was on my legs. She spun around and grabbed my ankle as she pulled the rope out of her back pocket and happily hummed as she tied one end to my ankle, then leaned over the bed and tied it to the bedframe. She then did the same thing to my other leg.

Now I know I know what anyone who decides to read this is thinking, "how did things happen?" or "what's going on?" and "who starts a conversation like this?" well I'll tell you the whole story. It started a week ago, February seventh, when I just picked her up from the airport after she went to college abroad.

By the way, I'm Maxumum, but I'll just go by Max for the story. I'm twenty-two, and I live on my own in Bismarck, North Dakota. I do music, and I'm going to college for it. The girl whos curently on top of me and trying to cuff me is Amina, shes my best friend of seventeen years. She went off to do architecture. Tho now it's finally Summer break, and we both found time and money to spend time with each other. It's been about 6 years since I've physically seen her, after she graduated high school 2 years earlier than me, and was off to college before I even graduated. Anyway, this isn't important, I'm ranting. Let's start from the beginning.

(I'm so excited to continue writing! It's been so long since I posted on here, and I'm going to try to be a little bit more consistent with how often I post. I'm hoping to be posting every week until this little story is done, it's one I wrote way back in high school, like the first few years of high school writing. so ima be rewriting it and enjoying the process even tho its 5 am, and I've been up since 8 am. Anyway, I'm rambling. I hope anyone who reads this enjoys it too!)