𝕮𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖚𝖎𝖓𝖌...
𝕽𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖔
I walked into my house, the familiar scent of perfume and shopping bags. I sighed and headed straight up to my room. A house full of ladies... How the hell did I survive back then as a child? I locked my door behind my and dropped my jacket and kicked off my shoes. I groaned and made a dramatic flop on my bed. I rolled onto my back, trying to get comfortable.
I groaned and got off my bed. I opened my closet and pushed aside the day clothes to find something that is close to pajamas. I threw off my shirt and pants in the corner. I grabbed some gray sweatpants and slipped that on, tying the knot on the rope. I sat on the edge of my bed and wondered. I let my mind wander to old things in dusty corners, new things in the front of my brain. I let it wander until it reached the center of my brain. The thing I need to think about. Julian. A small smile bends my lips as I think about the small black out. He didn't even struggle or protest. I lightly bit onto my knuckle and laid in bed, falling asleep happily.
|| 𝕿𝖎𝖒𝖊 𝕾𝖐𝖎𝖕, 𝕯𝖎𝖋𝖋. 𝕻𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓 ||
𝕵𝖚𝖑𝖎𝖆𝖓
I laid awake at 2:45 in the morning. Insomnia is a utter bitch. I rubbed my face, hoping to rub off some sleep onto my head. I looked up at the pitch black room I laid in. I listened to the ringing in my ears from the huge silence. Silence... Alone... I sighed. I been so used to the silence that I think I went crazy. I imagine people sitting there. Laughing, talking. I groaned and rolled over in my bed. Bzz..... Bzz... Bzz... I looked at the dim lighting that lit up the room even the slightest. I picked my phone and squinted at it, sitting up in my bed.
[Skye Ketchup] Hey, you awake?
[You] Mhm
[Skye Ketchup] Great, goodnight.
I looked at my phone blandly. She always does this. Skye is Skye Ketum, one of the most feared people in school. Her sister, Ash Ketum, is beside he in the fear line. They are known as the Ketums, the most feared people. I heard rumors and I even witnessed them stare someone down to a corner. I turned off my phone and put it back on the bed side table. 3:15. I stared at the window, the dim light of the moon shining in. I made a silent sniffle and rolled into my thin as fuck covers. I let my mind race. Like I just blinked, it was day. I slept.... FOR ONCE IN A GOD DAMN BLUE FUCKING MOON I SLEPT. I lept out of bed to rejoice, but ended up falling face first. My legs apparently didn't realize they have bones. I got up and screeched my head off until my voice was raw and broken. I quickly got ready for school and sped down the side walk. I ran into the parking lot. No cars. Great. I checked my watch. 7:00. School doesn't start until 7:50. I groaned and walked across the lot. I tested the door. Open. I mentally bashed my head into the wall as I walked inside and to my locker. 'Theater Nerd' Was written. All. Fucking. Over. My locker. In sharpie. I sighed and exchanged my books.
"I didn't know you come here early." Someone said. I shrugged, not bothering to turn around. "I didn't know what time it was." I said. I repeated the person's voice over and over- Romeo? "Wai- Oh hey Romeo." I said, shutting my locker. "Hey." He said. It was a awkward silence as I leaned against my locker. I saw him peer over at it, noticing the words. "Who wrote that?" Romeo asked, pointing towards a bolded one. "Idunknow." I shrugged. He nodded and exchanged his books, shutting his locker to see a clean, shiny locker door like the others. I sighed and started hearing towards the class room. I could study? "Where are you going?" Romeo asked slowly, his foot steps following behind. "Class. I could like, draw or somethin'." I shrugged. "Want to... go the the stage?" Romeo chirped. Chirped. He actually chirped. "Uh.. Sure." I smiled and followed him to the theater. We entered to the fresh smell of theater props. I jogged past the rows and rows of seats and onto the stage.
"Ooh! Want to do our scene?!" Romeo asked excitedly. "Sure!" I smiled. I cleared my throat and got in position. "Ready?" Romeo asked. "Mhm." I muttered. We started. It felt like we were better. I don't know. I just loved doing it. He pulled me in, a sly smile on his lips. We both froze in our positions. I stared into his hazel and goldish eyes. My heart was weirdly racing. "What are you doing to me..." He muttered, he grasp on my hand tightened. He pulled me a bit closer by my waist. "I should be asking the same question..." I mumbled. I wanted to kiss him. So. Fucking. Badly. I made a shaky breath. Our faces were so close, our noses almost touched. He leaned in a bit closer slowly. My urge to kiss him grew the closer he got until he finally did it. His lips collided with mines. I froze for only a second, only for myself to sink into the kiss. I moved with him, cupping my hands on his face. His free hand moved to my waist. He held on tightly. His tongue slipped across my lower lip as he gently bit and tugged. My arms went around his neck to deepen the kiss. I didn't want the moment to stop.
We broke apart to breathe, letting the moment sink in. We stared into each other's eyes, panting. "You're wonderful." He whispered. I smiled. "I can say the same to you." I chuckled quietly. He nuzzled his nose against my neck playfully and chuckled. "I never thought I'd end up doing that, y'know.." He muttered. I smiled. I heard the warning bell ring across the theater, echoing in the empty room. "We should get going.." I whispered. He shook his head stubbornly. "I don't want to ruin this moment." He whined. "I'll meet you behind the school at lunch?" I bargained. He paused. "...Fine." He groaned. He grabbed my hand and led me towards the theater doors. He pecked my cheek before leaving the theater room. I waited a minute before leaving towards my class.
|| 𝕿𝖎𝖒𝖊 𝕾𝖐𝖎𝖕 ||
I tapped my pencil on the desk. I longingly looked at the clock. 5...4...3...2...-Riiiiiing! I jumped out my desk, my backpack over my shoulder. I sped walked out of the classroom and into the filling halls. I exchanged my books and left towards the end of the hall. I pushed open the two metal-glass doors that led to the outside. I walked and turned a corner. I dropped my backpack and slid down the wall until my butt hit the grass. I looked up at the blue, cloudy sky. "'Sup." Romeo said, turning the corner. I lazily waved my hand, still dazed at the sky. He sat beside me. I hesitantly laid my head on his shoulder. "You tired?" He asked, looking down at me. I half nodded. "Kinda? No clue." I muttered. I shifted uncomfortably. "Mind if I lay my head on lap?" I muttered. He blushed and nodded. I slowly rested my head in his lap. We both looked up the sky. "Pff. I maybe, like, drunk off of air, but that cloud looks like a turtle and it's moving faster than the other clouds." Romeo giggled, fake slurring his words. I chuckled. "That one looks like a man." I pointed. "Nah, looks like you." Romeo said, booping my nose. I looked at him. "Did you boop me..?" I muttered. He nodded slowly, a smile crawling on his face. I laughed. "You're weird, dude." I chuckled, pointing at his face. "Nah, you're weirder." He pointed back.
"Maybe. I bet you can't do this." I said, crossing one eye. Like, my right eye was looking at my nose and the left was looking forward. "That's actually cool." Romeo said. "How'd you that?" Romeo asked, crossing his eyes as a attempt. I giggled. "I'll try to teach you some day." I chuckled. "Someday? Ah, no fair." Romeo whined. I laughed, rubbing my face. "I'm tired, dude." I sighed, a smile on my face. "Then sleep. I'll wake you up." Romeo said, poking my cheek. "Nah. We still have school." I sighed. I hate school with the life of me. I let my hands rest on ym face. I wish I could sleep. I felt Romeo's hands run through my hair. "I sound like a creep, but your hair is so soft." He mumbled. I smiled. He makes me so happy. Unlike home. So alone. "Do you have any siblings?" He asked, his hands still running through my hair. "Ah, no. I live alone, sadly." I sighed, removing my hands from my face. "Really? That's so sad." He said. I sat up and shifted to where I was sitting beside him.
"...How's life?" I asked. I didn't realize I asked until he said, "Amazing.". "Why?" I asked, looking at him. "I'm looking at my answer." He said and turned to me. "How cheesy." I giggled, looking away to hide my blush. "Hey." He said. I turned to him. "Ye-" I said, being cut off by his lips against mines. I shut my eyes as his hands gently cupped my face. I quickly turned over, sitting on his lap. His hands traveled onto my waist as my arms wrapped around his neck. Two kisses in one day. Wow. He bit my lower lip. "Let me explore you.." He muttered into my mouth. I blushed and opened for him. His tongue explored every inch, covering every area. His hand ran through my hair as the other hand pulled me closer by my waist. I trailed kisses down his jawline, search for a soft spot. I inched closer and closer to his shoulder. It has to be here. I stopped once I felt shivers go down his body once I hit the center of his shoulder. I sucked and bit until a dark spot formed, the best hickey I could do. I gently licked across it as he silently moaned, muffling it with his hand. "J-Julian." He begged as I bit on another spot on his shoulder. "I'm not done.." I whispered in his ear.
I had to finish it off with my 'signature'. I took my fingernail and marked a X on his hickey, then licked it so the X would stay for a longer while. I pecked his lips softly. "I made my mark." I teased silently. He smiled. "You made your mark." He echoed. We stood up with our backpacks slung on our shoulders once the bell rang. "Just in time, too." I joked. We made it into the hall and towards our lockers. I made my mark.