Norma Jean (21 page)

“Don’t worry my story is way more fucked up.” I state looking up towards the stairs now. I know he is sitting up there doing whatever. I still can’t believe I’m this close to him when I though
t I never would be again. It’s an amazing feeling.

“Well since
I poured out my soul, lets hear it!” Teagan exclaims pulling a couch pillow into her lap, squeezing it tight.

“Well I had terrible acne when I was a pre-teen. Chance was going through a lot at the same time, so he took that out on me. He made fun of me for months and I still have scars from it to this day.” Sometimes when I close my eyes I can still feel the hurt and anger over everything I did. “So one night about 4 years ago, he came home drunk while I was watching Macy. I was asleep on the couch and he thought it would be okay to kiss me. I thought, wow I finally have something over him. I could make him fall in love with me and have my revenge.”

“Did you? I know it’s not my place but you really did a number on him. He sometimes calls your name out in the middle of the night. Caden used to ask him about past girlfriends and he would flinch and brush him off.” She smirks before eating more of the cold treat. “All the boys in this house have been screwed up by love. It’s a wonder they can even live normal lives.”

“I kept waiting for him to admit he loved me, but before he could I said it. And I meant it. He wasn’t that boy anymore who tormented me. He grew up and was an actual gentleman. I couldn’t crush him. I just wanted to be with him.” I squeeze my eyes shut remembering the words out of Creeds mouth that day. God how stupid was I? “Then Creed happened.”

“What did he do? Other than the obvious.” Teagan says quietly.

“He told me Chance was cheating. I totally believed him because I was still pretty insecure and couldn’t believe that Chance really wanted to be with me. Now I know better.” Which is truer than it ever was.

“And then Creed wormed his way into your life because of that. Wow he’s even more of a freak than I thought. I can’t believe you have been through all this and you’re still sitting here like a normal person.” She leans forward and places the empty ice cream tub on the coffee table.

“Throughout my entire relationship with Creed I knew that one day it would end. He would either kill me or get bored. It might have taken him awhile but he finally got bored. Though I should have already known he would think of me as his property for the rest of my life. That’s how he works.” It’s amazing to me what kind of things people can hide away under their skin. If you think about it, everyone is hiding a different person, one the rest of the world doesn’t know about.

“That is what these kind of guys think like. He is also pretty peeved that he went through all that trouble to break you and Chance up and you went right back to him the second you could.” I’ve thought of it that way myself. He couldn’t let go of the fact he ruined us but didn’t.

“I’ve been dealt so much shit my entire life, I’ve come to expect it. I kind of feel like this is all I have in store for me. I’ve only ever been truly happy with Chance and Creed is doing everything in his power to take that away from me.” I lay my head back on the couch and close my eyes. I’m suddenly tired, more tired than I have ever been. I feel like my every waking moment is a fight, a fight for the things I need to make me happy. The things I need to make me live a good life.

I never thought things would just fall at my feet, but sometimes I would like one little break. My dad has been absent my entire life and then I find out he was having sex with my mom, in my house while I was home and he didn’t bother to say hello. Chance made me feel bad about myself along with the entire school. But I find out he isn’t that guy anymore, then he is stolen from me. Enter Creed who is the sickest person I have ever met. My life is one big cluster fuck.

“I think I’m going to head to bed. I like the whole slumber party idea, but I would rather not sleep on the floor.” I tell Teagan rising up from the couch.

“Yeah I didn’t really think we would, it was mostly for show. I didn’t have any girlfriends growing up so I thought it would be fun to have a slumber party.” She shrugs her shoulder.

I give her a hug, squeezing her tiny body up against me. “I didn’t have girlfriends either. Not until I went to college and my roommate took me under her wing. Though I don’t know what kind of friend she really is since she hasn’t called me in weeks.” I let her go saying good night and heading up the stairs.

I find Chance playing cards in what I assume is Declan’s room. It’s clean and there are a few items that scream girl. Which means Teagan put them there. “I’m ready for bed Chance.” I speak out since they didn’t notice my entrance into the room.

He looks up at me surprised and can only grin. I did tell him I wouldn’t sleep in the same bed with him. Though the incident in the truck kind of changes things. “Okay smalls.” He bids goodnight to the guys, getting a catcall from Caden.

Chance leads me down the hall to a bedroom at the end of the landing. It’s smaller but it’s still bigger than my dorm room. It’s also screams Chance. The hunter green walls are bare except for a few pictures of his family. The bed is made with a matching comforter and pillows. His closet doors are open and I take in all his clothes. I have to stop myself from walking over and touching them all and taking in his wonderful scent.

“There’s a bathroom through that door if you want to brush your teeth and stuff.” He points to a door on the other side of the bed and I nod.

I do my “thang” and walk back out into the bedroom. Chance is sitting on the bed in a pair of boxers. His tattooed side hiding in the dim light. I suck in a breath at the way he looks up at me. I feel the liquid heat ignite in my stomach and spread to my legs. It’s amazing what a look can do to someone. And Chances right now is burning me alive. “Stop it.” I say breathily.

“No. Come here.” He growls pulling me along with those hazel eyes. The green and caramels seem to swirl around with the lust written in them. “I didn’t realize how incredibly sexy it would be for you to wear my clothes. All I want to do is rip them off of you.”

I walk forward to him and place my hands on his shoulders. “No more ripping. That was a great pair of panties you ruined.” I chuckle when he looks up and grins at me. “I love you, big foot.” I sigh kissing his full lips.

His hands land on my ass squeezing the flesh making me moan. “I love you, smalls.” He whispers out leaving my lips and trailing kisses down my neck heading straight for my nipples, which are poking out through his shirt.

Before long we are tearing those clothes off and making love roughly on his bed. It’s incredible and I want these feelings to last forever. I never thought I would be able to have Chance back in my life and it makes everything seem surreal now that he is.

After we finish I lie back on the bed and cuddle into his side. It isn’t long before he falls asleep.

All I can do is stay awake wondering how long this will last.

Chance

“One day while my light is glowing, I’ll be in my castle golden, but until the gates are open I just wanna feel this moment…” Norma sings out in the shower. Feel This Moment by Pitbull plays softly from the iPod dock she took into the bathroom. The sun is shining in through my window, casting a bright haze around the room. I feel high on life for the first time since the last time Norma was in my life. Like I could do anything and be anybody.

I honestly freaking love it.

“She read books, especially about red rooms and tie ups. I got her hooked, cause she seen me in a suit with a red tie tied up…” she raps along to Pitbull. I chuckle at her thinking she could have played a better song. I’m not really into this type of music. Give me Machine Head or Disturbed any day. I only know songs like this one and Maroon 5 because Teagan plays them all the time. It’s rather annoying.

My mind starts to drift off to where Norma’s perfect naked body is in my shower covered in tiny drops of water. All glistening in the light and begging me to lick them off. My cock starts to harden in my boxers and my hand has a mind of its own. I’ve never had so much sex in my life but with the magnificent creature I have
in my bathroom right now, it’s hard to stay soft.

As my hand starts to pump up and down my length, I kind of feel like a pervert but it doesn’t stop me. I get lost in what I’m doing until a warm wet tongue touches the tip of my cock. My eyes burst open and I take in Norma Jean on her knees completely naked next to my bed. Her head is level with my cock and all I really want for the rest of my life is for her to suck me into her mouth.

Which she does right after I move my hand in shock.

“Oh my god. Norma…you really don’t have to do that.” I say
, my back arching off the bed as her hot little mouth pumps slowly along the hardness.

There’s a loud pop as she raises her head to look up at me. “I know. But I really couldn’t help myself.” She smirks, the little vixen.

She lowers her lips back over me and her tongue comes out again to swirl around. I groan really loud wanting the torture to go on and on. All damn day long. She envelops me again with her mouth and I swear I see stars when my cock hits the back of her throat. “Jesus fuck.” I moan out, my hands fisting into her wet hair.

Her eyes catch mine and she winks. Seriously she is a vixen. I can’t take it anymore and pull out of her mouth spraying semen all over my sheets. When I’m done I pull her face up to mine and give her a deep lingering kiss. “Amazing right?” she asks smiling and biting her lip.

“Yeah…I think I died.” Which is true in some ways. The French do call the orgasm the “little death”.

She laughs hard before getting up off the floor and heading back into the bathroom, her sweet ass swaying with each step. Jesus she is so sexy. I can’t be this lucky.

I get my lazy ass up and pull the sheets off my bed and toss them into the hamper I have stashed in my closet. I pull my boxers off and head into the bathroom, turning on the shower. “What do you want to do today?” I inquire stepping under the hot spray.

“Doesn’t matter. It’s not like I really know what to do around here.” She shrugs her shoulders running her eyeliner pencil across her eyelid.

“I do realize I kidnapped you, but what about school?” I question soaping up my hair.

“I have a leave of absence. I turned in a letter of intent to the Dean the day after Grammy died. He approved it.” I peek out of the curtain and find her sitting on the toilet in just a towel with full makeup.

“That’s convenient. I don’t have class till tomorrow so I’m all yours.” I turn the shower off and step out accepting the towel Norma holds out for me.

She moves away from the toilet and stands in front of me after I’m dry. “What is your major anyway?” she asks placing her arms around my neck, her hands sliding through my damp hair.

“Accounting. Sounds boring right?” I grin placing a kiss on her nose.

She giggles, “You were always stupidly good at math. I’m honestly not surprised in the least.” My hands wrap around her waist and pull her even closer.

“What’s your major? Let me guess!” I pull a finger up to my chin and tap like I’m actually thinking about it. “Zoology!” I mock exclaim placing my hand back on her hip.

She lightly smacks my chest grinning wide. “Nope. Education.” She giggles again at my shocked expression.

“I thought it would be something to do with Zoos so you could work with Reptiles and Spiders.” She of course rolls her eyes at me.

“That’s not very practical since there is like only one Zoo in Arkansas and that’s in Little Rock. I don’t want to be that far away from my mom. I love kids and I want to teach kindergarten. I can thank Macy for that. She is fun at this age.” She kisses my cheek before stepping out of my arms.

“There’s nothing wrong with that, smalls. Be what you want to be.” I smile at her before moving into the bedroom to get dressed.

*****

“So you’re telling me you have never been skating? Like at all?” I ask Norma who eyes the skates I got for her at the front desk of the skating rink.

“No. Shoes with wheels freak me out. You seriously like to do this?” she questions eyeing me with caution.

I nod my head before sitting down beside her. “It’s fun. I used to be really good, but I haven’t skated in years. After everyone else our age got over it, I didn’t. I even had my own pair. They were styled like converses but of course they had wheels.”

“You are like really excited for this aren’t you?” she asks raising one eyebrow.

“Yeah, skating is totally freeing. The way you can move around the rink weaving in and out of people. The way your hair flys in the breeze.” Norma looks at me like I have lost my mind, but I don’t care. “I don’t know, it was really fun. It was something I was really good at and I enjoyed doing.”

“No I get it. Kind of like my snakes and spiders. Not something everyone does but still something you enjoy that no one else understands.” She grins then, pulling on her skates.

“So you’re going to go out there with me?” I start to get excited. I thought she was going to turn me down.

“Yeah. I got you to hold Rydstorm even though you were scared. Why can’t I do something that scares me for you?” I feel my heart lighten at her words. She truly surprises me sometimes.