* THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEXUAL THEMES SO BE ADVISED! *
Brent
It's late but I can still come over.
It's 8PM now. I've had to wait three hours for his response but I'm still happy none the less. I'm less happy however when I realize that there's no way in Gods name that Hank would allow Brent to be over this late.
Still. I needed to see him. Desperately.
Carrie
Yes. I want to see you. Meet me at the park by my house. You do where it is?
Brent
Yup. See you in ten ;)
I was in my PJs now. A white laced shirt night gown and was barefoot. I slipped on a brown hoodie and a pair of black Converse.
I looked in my mirror. After smoothing my hair with my fingers, I felt satisfied enough. I put my phone in my pocket and left my room. I walked down the hall and went downstairs. It was pretty quiet now. Weird for a house filled with a bunch of boys.
"Carrie." A voice said. I turned into the kitchen to see Eric. Why was he still here? As if he could hear what I was thinking, he says.
"Liam and Owen got in a fight. Liam beat the shit out of Owen. I had to stop them. Then had to clean their wounds." Oh shit.
"Are they okay?" I asked. Eric nods. "Got a handful of bruises but they'll survive. What about you?" I act dumb. "My cheek is fine. Doesn't hurt."
"Didn't mean psychically. I meant mentally. What made Owen so made that he'd- he'd hit you?" Since Eric knew about my dad- I used that as my out.
"He knows about my biological father- well sort of. All he knows it that I went to see him. He's pissed at me, thinks I'll leave. I was trying to explain." I was so tempted to tell him more. But I hold it in.
"He's sorry- you know. I'm not excusing it. What he did was awful." I know he was sorry. I know that I'm going to forgive him. I know we'll fix this. Because I love him, he's my brother.
"Yeah.." my mind was trialing off. Thinking of Brent. "I'm staying the night- on the couch. I'm here for my family- for you." I nodded. "I'm uh going for a walk." He narrows his eyes.
"This late? It's dark." I waved him off. "It's fine, I do this all the time. I need to clear my head." He takes a sip of some water. "I'll come with you then."
"No!" I said a little too forcefully. His expression was one of hurt but he stood his ground.
"Sorry kid but you aren't going out alone." I groan loudly but hushed my voice as I said. "I'm not going to be alone. I'm meeting with Brent."
"Oh." He said, a smirk on his face. "I shouldn't allow it since it's a school night...." He trials off, the smirk still on his face. "Please Eric. I need to see him." Eric thinks for a moment then relents.
"Fine. Go see your Romeo." I smile widely and blow a kiss at him. I start to run to the door when he says to me. "Hey uh do you need uh- you know condoms? Safe sex is important in-" I stop him before this gets more awkward then it already is.
"No. We don't do that stuff." Before he can make any other comments about me and Brent. I walk into the late evening weather and soak it all in. Has a breeze but isn't too cold.
I walked down the steps and started the few minute walk to the park that took me to the neighborhood's park. The flickering street lamps are the only lights showing me the path.
When I get there, I see a figure on a swig. They were swaying slightly. As I grow closer, they notice me. I finally realized that it was in fact Brent.
His hair was a mess: nothing new. He was in sweats and his letterman jacket.
"Hey." He said.
"Hi." I said back. Feeling shy all of a sudden.
"You kept me waiting." I teased. He shrugs. "Let me make it up to you." I smiled into my hoodie.
Why am I being so weird? "Okay." Is all I said.
He grabs a side of my hoodie and pulls me over him. With him in the swig, his head is about neck level to me. "Your being so coy baby. What's up?" I put my hands on his shoulders.
"Just want you-" I blush at my word choices. "To be here I mean!" He puts his hands on my waist. "Well I'm right here. I'm not leaving either." He moves his lips to my neck and kisses me there. I let out a gasp which made me turn red in the face.
"Want me to stop." He asks, pulling back slightly.
"Don't you dare." He chuckles and goes back to my neck. This goes on for a few more minutes before I blurt out. "More!" He stops and looks up at me.
"Yeah?" He wants to me make sure I'm serious. Am I serious? I have no fucking clue.
I've been through so much in the past two weeks, the last thing I need is to do anything beyond kissing with Brent. But here I was- nodding to his question.
He stands up, not I'm the one chest level with him. I kiss his hand. "Please." I mumble, I don't even know if he hears me.
He takes my hand and leads me to his car, an older looking Honda. He opens the back seat and beckons me to go in. I slid in and lay on top of the two seats in the back.
He slides in; getting on top of me then somehow gets the door shut after us.
"Still sure?" He asks me. I nodded and pull him into a kiss. It was nice, being so close with him. The feeling was mutual.
Once the kissing got more passionate, he bumped his face on the roof of the car. "Ow- shoot!" He rubs his head. I put my hand on his head.
"You alright?" I asked, he nods. "Perfectly fine. The car isn't the best place to uh- kissing." I smirked and kissed him.
"How about I top then?" He stutters for a minute, his cheeks redden. I've heard that before from Charlotte and Liam and don't know what it means fully. I just hope it doesn't mean anything bad.
"Yeah," he flips me over so I'm in his lap. "I wouldn't mind that." I tore his jacket off and he gently slid off my hoodie off. We continue kissing until he runs his hand along my chest area, he pulls away.
"No bra?" He said, amused." I thought he wasn't going to come see me so I changed into my beautiful night gown. And let's be real: what girls where bra's to sleep? Not me.
"Sorry. I was expecting to go to sleep-" I squeaked outs. He just laughed and shook his head. "You're the most amazing girl I've met." It shocked me. We were talking about bra's a second ago and now he's admitting the sweetest things with me.
"I love you." It's all I could really say.
He's quiet.
Then.
"Love you too."
I was so happy. Brent had made one of the worst days I've had in a long time into a day that- though still shitty- will be remembered in a more positive light.
Not to mention the fact that he's making me what to do something I never thought I'd want to do. In that moment- I honestly wished I'd taken up on Eric's offer of condoms.
~*~*~*~*~
"Jesus!" I screamed, seeing the time on my phone. It was 11PM.
I moved out of Brents lap, taking side of the backseat for myself. "Was I doing a bad job?" Even though I'm freaking, I wouldn't want him to think he was bad at everything we were doing.
"No," I kissed him hard. "It's just late. I don't wanna get in trouble. Take me home?" He looks at the front and sees the time. "Sheesh- yeah- we better jet."
I pull my underwear back from under my ankles and slid my sleeves up. He hopped out of the car and goes into the front seat. He turns the car on. I jump from the back seat into the passenger side door.
"Don't go right up to the house, I don't want to draw any attention." I said as he turned onto the house street. He nods and slows; we were only a few houses down but- if I was quiet- we wouldn't get caught.
"Thank you- for tonight." I said, blushing. He takes my hand in his and squeezed it. "Anytime- and I do mean anytime." He winked- oh jeez. He's making me what to stay.
This puts an idea in my head. A very stupid one.
"Brent?"
"Hm?"
"Sleep with me-" His eyes grow wide and I hurriedly add the next part. "I mean like sleep in my bed- not like you know- sex. I just want to have you for more time." His smile is genuine.
"I would but Owen would kill me if he knew I'd spent the night with you." I grown, all of my days trouble flood back into my mind.
I leaned back into the car seat and sighed. "I really would. Maybe some other time." I bite back any other words that threaten to leave my mouth and nod.
"Yeah. Your right." I pulled him into a hug and kissed him. He kissed back.
"I'll see you tomorrow- at school." He nods and unlocked the doors. "Can't wait. I- I love you." I smiled at him and- before I start begging him to stay- I exited the car and shut the door.
He turns the car around and drives away from my house. I can see him stick his hand out and wave to me.
I turn and quietly walk toward my house.
I try the front door but it's locked- no surprise there- and enter the backyard. From the glass sliding door I see Eric, on the couch bed, he's still up.
I- very, very- gently knock. He looked up and saw me. He rolls his eyes and stalks toward the door- not as quietly as I'd liked.
He unlocked it and slid it open. "Did you have fun?" Was the first thing he asked, I turned red and brushed past him.
"Mhmm. Lots." He caught up with me. Clearly not letting this go. "Lots?" He repeated. I start up the stairs. "Yep. Okay- night!" He shook his head as I made it up the stairs.
"Night." He said.
I stepped into my room and stripped off my hoodie and threw it on the ground. I jump onto my bed, landing on something thin. I roll over and see it's a piece of paper- crumpled now by me laying on it.
I smoothed it over and read it.
Carrie,
I'm sorry. I shouldn't have hurt you like that.
I'm angry but that's no excuse.
I love you.
- Owen
Even though I'm both angry and sympathetic for him, this warms me a little. I'll talk to him.
I'll fix us. Then I'll only have one problem.
A major one.
One that'll be out of prison in two weeks.
* HEY HEY! Hope you liked this chapter! Brent and Carries relationship is getting closer! Owen is trying- and what's up with what Delilah said? Is it true? Guess we'll see soon! ;) *