"Ew!" I screamed, covering my ears to drown out the sounds. "Ew, ew, ew!"
Keith laughs at my discomfort and removes my hands from my ears so that I'm forced to listen. I try to pull them from his grasp but fail miserably.
"Can you stop it now? Please?" I beg, trying to tear my eyes away from the screen of the laptop. Keith smirks, enjoying my discomfort.
He snickers, and it makes me want to rip out my eyeballs and hand it to him.
"EW!" I scream. "This is TORTURE!"
"You're being over dramatic," he rolls his eyes.
"OVER DRAMATIC?! YOU'RE FORCING ME TO WATCH ANIME PORN!"
He bursts out into laughter, falling back on the bed. I frown at him. Ugh, can't get that image out of my head.
I slide off the bed and stand, crossing my arms over my chest. "You suck. How could you make me watch anime porn?!"
He doesn't answer, just continues on laughing. I pout at him.
"C'mere," he grins, gesturing for me to come over.
"No, you're just gonna force me to watch it again," I whine, noticing that the video was still playing.
"Come on," he tries to hold in his laughter. "There's only like 10 more minutes of it left. You have to watch the whole thing."
"No!" I cry, horrified at the thought of watching another ten minutes of that awful thing. Who created that? How could that turn anyone on?
He continues on laughing, which makes me mad. I hate being laughed at, unless I'm laughing along. Angry, I pick up the nearest thing next to me- which was a comb- and throw it at Keith.
Wrong. Move.
His laughter dies down instantly, and he glares at me. I squirm underneath his gaze and he slides off the bed , advancing towards me.
I let out a nervous laugh. "Come on, Keith. It was just a comb."
Another step.
"You can't get mad at me over that! At least it wasn't a stapler this time!"
Another step.
"I'm sorry!" I try, hoping he'll back off. He doesn't.
I move back until my back hits the wall and he's only a few inches away from me. I start to sweat in fear, and he places his hands on either sides of my face.
"What are y'all doing in there?" a voice sounds from the other side of the door. I gasp when I realize the anime porn is still playing, and the sounds are very loud.
"Are they..." another voice adds, trailing off. "Oh my god, are they having...you know... naughty naughty?"
"Oh my god, Tyler, you're right it does sound like that!" I recognize the voices as Tyler and Marco.
I cover my mouth with my hand and Keith looks at the door, a sly grin forming on his face. Bipolar much?
"Keith, they think we're doing...you know!" I hiss.
"They think we're doing what?" he asks innocently.
I give him a flat look. "You know what I'm talking about."
He tilts his head to the side. "No...actually, I don't."
Ugh, he's doing this on purpose!
"Turn off the anime porn!" I whispered harshly at him.
"Why?"
"Because...!"
"Aww, why would Vanessa have sex with Keith? I didn't think she was like that?" I hear Tyler ask.
"I don't know, man. But you know, when you kidnap a girl and your gang is made up of all males and a homosexual girl, it's bound to happen."
I'm absolutely mortified. They think I had...it... With Keith?!
I try to duck underneath Keith's arm to rush to the laptop, but he keeps me pinned to the wall. Frick...
"Keith, please shut it off!" I begged.
"What will you do if I do?"
I glared at him. "Oh no. I'm never agreeing to something like that ever again."
"Then I guess they'll have to think that we're..." he smirks. "Fucking."
"GROSS!"
"What's going on in there?Vanessa, did Keith put his stick somewhere he's not supposed to?!" Marco demands.
No. Filter. These boys have no filter.
"We're not having sex!" I yelled, blushing head to toe, even as the video continues with the sounds.
"Mmhmm. There's no need to lie, Vanessa, we can hear y'all."
I face palmed.
"Keith..." I whined, wanting him to go shut the damn video.
"See? You're even moaning his name!"
Kill me now.
Keith looks so relaxed and unfazed by the whole thing. Ugh, how much I want to slap that lazy grin off his face.
Do it, inner me says.
"No! You always get me in trouble! Never listening to you again!"
Keith looks at me in confusion.
I do not, inner me defends herself.
"Do too!"
Keith looks around the room briefly. "Are you talking to me?"
Slap him! Slap him! she chants.
"No!"
"So you're not talking to me? Then who are you..."
This guy frickin' kidnapped you and forced you to watch anime porn. You know you want to slap him.
"You're crazy!" I blurt. Keith narrows his eyes at me.
"I'm crazy? You're the one who's saying weird ass shit that no one understands right now!"
"Ugh!" I pull at my hair.
"Keep it down, kinky bastards!" Marco shouts through the door.
"Kill me now," I groaned, falling to the floor and grabbing Keith's leg. "Just shoot me, please!"
He gives me a look. "I'm not going to shoot you."
"Why?" I look up at him. "You've made the intention to kill me pretty clear before."
"Shut up, Vanessa." He's suddenly angry now, and he takes a step away from me. I notice the video has stopped playing, which is a relief.
"What did I say?"
"I said: Shut. Up."
Then he angrily shuts his laptop and storms out of the room, leaving me on the floor, confuzzled as ever.
But then again, when I am not confuzzled?