Touch Me

Night terrors

"Hotshot.." a familiar voice perked me up and stopped me where I stood

"Hi.." an anxious smile made its way onto my face as Kevin Price approached

"Somebody's all dressed up.. nice tie" he smirked, taking ahold of my light blue silk necktie and inspecting it

"Thank you.. you look- you look good, too.." I stammered, heart pounding in my throat as his cologne wafted

"Yeah? ..you know, I didn't get that phone call.." Kevin tightened the tie gently around my neck for me

"Oh.. I'm sorry.."

"Don't be.. didn't scare ya off, did I?" He chuckled

"No, of course not, it's just- my father, he wouldn't.."

"Don't worry about it, Sunshine... you know, it's a long walk to class.. why don't I show you the way?"

"..show me the way?"

"Wouldn't want you getting lost..." his sly smile persisted

"..Yeah, we- we wouldn't.." a breathy giggle forced its way out through my nerves as my body buzzed like I had electricity running through me

Kevin placed a hand firmly on my shoulder and began to walk again

".. I like that cologne you've got.. what is that?"

"Oh- uh, actually, it's not cologne, it's my deodorant." I answered, mouth drier than a desert

"Well.. I like it.. Betcha girls go crazy for it, huh?"

"Girls? Uh.. not really.."

"What, don't tell me you don't have girls crawling all over you.."

"Not quite.."

"..so you don't have a girlfriend?"

"No, I don't.. girls never really seem all that interested in me.. what about you?"

"..not exactly." Another smirk grew

"...I would have thought for sure, you'd have one, I mean, you're- ...nevermind." I cut myself off as I found myself beginning to sound quite questionable.

I don't want to scare off the only friend I've made by making him think I'm .... Unusual. I'm not like that, really. I don't like boys. I wouldn't want to give that impression to the only person who seems interested in talking to me.

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I laid back comfortably on the sofa, a young man above me, straddling my hips. He left kisses all up and down my neck, hungrily, almost. Panting slightly in his entrancingly low voice.

"Mmm, Kevin, cut it out" I giggled, his fingers gripping my back so tightly, I swear it could've left an imprint. He kept kissing me, seeing easily past my charade of reluctance.

I stared up at him as he began to loosen my belt, leaning down to my lips. I finally gave in and grabbed his face, pulling him closer, and letting a muffled moan out into his parted lips. He wrapped an arm around my hips, keeping his hand steady over my trembling body. Suddenly everything slowly began to grow warmer. His breath. My body. The room. Even the sofa. Hotter and hotter. Until finally, the warmth grew to a burning, a painful sting. I looked around me but I could no longer see any of the room that I had been in just moments ago. I looked back up to Kevin for answers, for some sort of affirmation of reality. But it wasn't Kevin that I saw in his place. It looked like him, but there was something missing, something terrible in him. Seemingly identical, and yet not quite right. The sparkle in his eye, any semblance of hours warmth was drained from him.