Surviving The Tornadoes

Month of Cleaning up

Well my dad got new shingles put up on the roof. My face is healed. So that's a good thing.

Quinn really hasn't came to school. No one knows what happened to her. But she's not important in my life.

"Hey babe. Let's go to school!" Jay said.

"Why? We should make out!" I insisted.

"Right now? But we have school. Remember we are being serious." He said.

"Are you afraid?" I teased.

"No its just I have no protection. I'll get some later." He said.

"Who said it was no clothes making out?" I asked.

"No one. That's what I thought you wanted?" He said.

"No silly just on the couch. Clothes on, just as we always do." I said.

"Well then. Later though." He said.

"Alright later then." I said.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom and we will go." He said.

He left so I layed down on the couch. I looked at the ceiling for awhile. Jay came back.

I didn't know because I had my eyes closed. He sat down on my stomach.

"You said later." I said.

"Well your on the couch now. So." He said.

"So?" I said.

He hushed me as he kissed me.

"Just be quiet and enjoy." He said.

Things got really serious when we made out.a lot of kissing and touching in areas that were weird.

"Jay not there!" I stopped.

"What's wrong with your leg?" He asked.

"I just don't seem like we should do this." I said.

"Babe you always bail. Your 17 let's get more serious. You need to relax and just let me do it." He said.

"17 is too young for me. Why should I let you do it?" I asked.

"Because you never let me go any further than your scar. Why are you so scared for me to go further?" He asked.

"I have reasons. My scar isn't just a scar. It still give me sharp pains." I said.

"That's not weird at all. What do you mean?"

"It just hurts when you go to it. That's why I don't want you to go any farther." I said.

"Baby you can trust me. I won't touch your scar if that helps."

"Are you sure? I'm nervous."

"Your almost 18 make this count." He said.

"But don't ypu think we should wait till I'm 19?"

"Your kidding me? If it helps I can get protection and we can do it." He said.

"That would help a lot. But you can put your hand anywhere right now with my clothes on." I grabbed his hand and kissed it.

We kept going. He was really easy on me. It felt amazing to make out again.

We stopped ten minutes later. My mother came in as we were kissing.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

Jay looked up and I layed down on the couch.

"Making out?" Jay said.

"Well then. Get ready to go to school." That's all she said.