Chapter 10: Check Yes Juliet
Danny and I spent days cooped up in his apartment. I hadn’t realized that nearly two weeks had passed. Time definitely flew by when you were having fun. We had fun nonstop, whether it was playing old TV games like Pac-Man, to having a water fight in the kitchen when he caught me washing dishes one morning, to lying next to each other to talk all night until the sun came up. He let me know that the possibilities were endless with him. On top of that, all of my friends were wondering if I was still alive or not. I received text after text, but Danny tried his best to occupy my time so much that I didn’t get a chance to respond to them.
C: Where are you? We leave in three days.
Me: I’m with Danny. He’s gonna come with us. Have you talked to Mom and Dad?
She responded quicker than I expected.
C: Of course. They were the ones who told me to find you. Seven o’clock sharp on Friday. If you’re not there they said they’re leaving your ass.
I rolled my eyes. They wouldn’t dare.
Me: Alright, alright. I’ve got things covered. I have to swing by there tonight for some more clothes I guess.
Over the last few days, I had picked up every piece of clothing that I had at Jamie’s just so I could avoid going home.
“Great,” I said to myself. Danny walked through the bedroom door and dove on the bed. I was waiting for him to land beside me, but instead, he wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his head on my butt. “To be so skinny, you have the roundest little ass I’ve ever seen,” he said, taking his palm and lightly squeezing each cheek. “Oh Lord. Guys are so weird,” I said, a little embarrassed. “Well Lord forgive me. If loving booty is wrong, I don’t wanna be right.” I wiggled my hips to try and pry myself out of his arms, but this only resulted in him laying directly on top of me with the lump in his pants pressed between my cheeks. “See? Do you realize how painful this would be if you had nothing but bone back here?” I laughed uncontrollably. That was something that I
had never heard before. The main reason why I was so small was because I never ate when I drank. I never got the dreaded cravings for sweets like people say you do whenever you’re a heavy drinker. My hips were pretty wide for someone who was built so tiny. I bet if I did gain a little weight, my hips and ass would really be show stopping.
Danny was quietly running his fingers through my hair while we were still stuck in this awkward position. “And I love your hair,” he said. I could feel him winding it around his hand and suddenly, my head was being pulled back gently but with a slight and sexy tug. “When do I get to pull on it,” he said, pressing his lips against my neck. “You’re pulling it now!” I yelled, laughing out loud.
He released my hair and started laughing, but he wouldn’t budge to take his weight off of me. “Are you going to let me get up? I have to go home to pack,” I said to him, still struggling to free the lower half of my body.
“Always asking questions. Just relax and let me do my job,” he said, stroking his fingers up and down my spine. My body shivered and I was anxiously waiting to figure out what he
was trying to do. His large hands rubbed my back, releasing any tension that was still stuck between the tissues. “Your problem is that you never know when to relax. But don’t worry, baby, I’ll help you,” he said slowly, moving my shorts to the side.
The feeling of his manhood sliding into my wet entrance caused me to let out a long and satisfying moan. I had never been in this type of position. Feeling so vulnerable and completely incapacitated from the waist down was enough to drive you crazy. “Why are you doing this to me?” I asked between strokes. “Because you like it for one. And two, you always try to run from me,” he panted.
A wave of euphoria washed over my body with each and every stroke. He didn’t need to pick up the pace because the more he continued, the louder I got and the better it felt. I moaned even louder when he plunged into me a little harder than he had been. “Do you hear how amazing you
sound?” He picked up the pace, “I wish you knew how amazing you feel right now. God, I love you so much,” he said through clenched teeth.
Before I could react to his words, both of our bodies were trembling and we were now curled up around each other once more, trying to catch our breath. I rested my head on his chest while he tangled his fingers in my hair. “You don’t have to say it back if you’re not ready. I got
caught up in the moment. I know it might sound pretty stupid for a guy to talk about letting their emotions overcome them.” I didn’t think it was stupid. Those words were engraved in my mind and they would stay there.
At one point we had been best friends who were always there for each other no matter what the case was. Things ended on a bad note with us that left not only him damaged, but me as well. I loved him too and I was beginning to fall in love with him. Danny was a deep and passionate person, so I knew that anything that came out of his mouth was genuine and came directly from his heart. I didn’t have to question anything he said. “It’s okay. You spoke directly from your heart and I love that about you. Don’t be sad if I don’t say it right away. Please. My feelings for you are growing each and every day and I can’t fight it or deny it. I just want to be sure that I know where my heart is before I feel comfortable with everything.”
He kissed my forehead. “Take your time baby. I’d wait on you for an eternity. Just don’t let me catch
you and that bastard in the same room together or I’ll kill you both. You’re mine now and I have to keep you out of harm’s way and if for any reason at all, you still have feelings for him, speak now or forever hold your peace.” I remained silent, holding my peace.
“Good. Now when are we leaving for the beach?” he asked. I climbed on top of him, straddling him as I rolled my hair up into a messy bun on top of my head. “Please don’t ever cut your hair. It’s beautiful. I don’t need my lady running around here ready to rob a horse for his hair,” he said laughing and placing both of his hands on my hips. I playfully punched his chest. “Never, I got this all natural from my mother. Every single inch of it.” He started rotating my hips to grind against his parts. “Huh uh. We have real business to take care of today. If we go for round two, we won’t be visiting anybody’s beach.” He placed his hands behind his head, pouting in the process. “Anyway, Candace sent me a text today saying that we’ll be leaving in three days. That means I need to break
into my house for some clothes and stuff and then we can head out of here.” He had the most bizarre look on his face.
“I don’t think I signed up for breaking and entering,” he joked. I punched his chest again, this time making him flinch. “Okay! Just let me change my oil tonight and Black Beauty will be ready to go.” I held both of my thumbs up and leaned over to kiss him. “Let’s get to moving I guess.”
We got dressed and headed down to the car. I climbed in and curled my feet up in the seat. It felt so odd being outside in the sun once again. I never really knew what it was like to be cooped up in the house. The heat felt amazing against my skin. The air conditioning in Danny’s place could have caused another Ice Age. “When am I gonna get to drive?” I whined. He laughed and didn’t
bother commenting. “What? I bet you let all of your other hoes drive your car!” I whined again, pushing his shoulder. “No. Danny has never had any hoes. If they’re a hoe, they gotta go,” he said speaking in third person. “I can’t handle a hoe.” He glanced at me from the corner of his eye. “You think I’m a hoe?!” I asked pretending to sound offended. “Not at all. You fuck like a hoe, but it’s all in the walls.” I pushed his shoulder again as he laughed loudly, proud of his joke. “That’s just gross!”
This was something that I could definitely get used to. Just being able to be yourself with someone without having to walk on eggshells with every word that came out of your mouth. Being able to joke one minute and then be serious another was also relieving. I hated it when you never really knew how to take people. Danny grabbed my hand and held it in his lap as he drove down the road. He intertwined his fingers with mine and I was thrilled at the thought of me finally doing something right for once. “You seem awful cheerful. Something on your mind?” he asked. I
squeezed his hand and smiled. “I just feel like I’m not a fuck up or a sad and lonely drunk anymore. It feels nice to be wanted.”
He smiled, flashing his perfect set of pearly whites at me. “I never thought you were a fuck up, or a sad and lonely drunk. Just simply beautiful.” He gave me butterflies nonstop and it felt fantastic. I couldn’t wait to see what this beach trip had in mind. We finally arrived at my house and I was relieved to see that neither of my parents’ cars were parked in the driveway. I quickly got out of the car and headed for the big pine tree that was directly by my window. “What in the hell are you doing?!” Danny shouted from the car. “Relax! I know what I’m doing.”
I did a few jumps to prepare myself and then I grabbed onto one of the lowest branches and started climbing. Thank God my room was only on the second floor. If I would have taken the room in the attic, breaking in would have been much harder than I thought. I glanced down as I was climbing to see Danny staring at me in horror. He had no idea how good I was at this. Finally reaching the top branch, I broke off a much smaller branch and began to pry the corners of the screen out of my window. Mom and Dad knew that I did this on a weekly basis, so they didn’t even bother to put the glass back in it ever since I ended up busting it out last summer. Boy, were they pissed.
I swung my legs over into the opening and Danny was still in shock that I had gone full blown cat burglar. My room was exactly how I left it. Posters of Edgar Allan Poe, My Chemical Romance, and fifty other bands and poets graced my walls. My large bed was still neatly made with the solid black comforter on it that I had picked out in middle school. My white Christmas lights were still neatly draped all around the corner where I would always go to read or write. Nothing had changed. Maybe that meant that my parents still cared about me. They knew I wasn’t going to come home, but they left things the way they were just in case I did come back and I wouldn’t think that they were wanting to kick me out. I pushed that out of my mind and regained my focus. Knowing me, I’d forget everything that I wanted to take with me and end up packing a bunch of winter clothes by mistake.
I grabbed as many pairs of blue jean and Soffee shorts as I could fit into my two suit cases, as well as plenty of tank tops and flip flops and tossed them into the bags. Skinny jeans would be a thing of the past until at least early September. I hauled both bags over to the window and tossed them onto the ground. Once I had everything accomplished, I turned off anything electrical, climbed back out the window, and climbed back down the tree. Danny was standing by the car, pacing back and forth. “What’s the matter with you?” I asked him, wondering why he looked like he was about to have a full blown meltdown. “You being a daredevil! You scared me to death!” I rolled my eyes and hauled both bags over from the tree to toss them into the back seat. “You’re gonna regret rolling those eyes,” he warned me. I playfully rolled them again and climbed back into the car with him. We sat back and he turned on the stereo to listen to the garbage they had playing on the radio while my mind had drifted off somewhere else.
My parents weren’t bad parents. They were just absent. Most of the time they were working and gone away on business trips and I was usually left alone. Eventually, their work schedules had started tearing them apart and Mom ended up having an affair. She didn’t realize that it was effecting more than just her or Dad. It made me question if marriage was as serious as most people said it was. I always thought marriage was loving and caring for your spouse no matter what, through sickness and in health. She did the exact opposite. Even when I found out about it, found out who the man was, and found out any and every other information that I could possibly dig up on him, she blew it off and always told me to mind my business. It was always, “Sydney, you’re a child. You don’t know what you’re talking about. This is grown folks business.” Dad was a patient and kind man. He never raised his voice, or ever spanked me as a child. He was so passive and it definitely wasn’t fair to him that all of this was going on behind his back. I was a daddy’s girl up until I was about ten, but as a girl, once you have a period, start growing boobs, and start getting noticed by boys, it puts a serious strain on a relationship with your father. That was when I needed Mom the most.
Going into my relationship with Dean, Mom was still absent. I think Dad knew what was going on, he was just waiting for her to dig a deeper hole for herself. Eventually it got to the point of me sneaking to do any and everything behind their backs and if she ever approached me about it, my reply was,“This is my business.” Of course, that would lead to a fight, which led to me being grounded to my room, which ultimately led to me sneaking out and staying gone for days at a time. I kept in contact with Dad, but it was totally a lost cause. I don’t think our relationship will ever be halfway decent.
Danny pulled onto the sidewalk in front of Rachel’s and Reggie’s and he pulled me onto his lap to where I was facing him. “I do love you. You know that right?” he asked me in a soft tone. I kissed him and rested my forehead against his. “I know and you know that I’m getting there. It’s just going to take some time.” He hugged me tight and then helped me out of the car. “Where the hell
have you two been? We have one party and you two motherfuckers disappear for a week!” Reggie yelled from the front porch with Rachel wrapped around him. “Aye! Kiss my ass!” I yelled back at him jokingly. “Looks like my boy has it covered,” he said laughing out loud.
“Dee, how that tongue twirl?” he yelled. My eyes darted directly at Rachel who could barely contain her laughing. I had to say, that was single-handedly one of the most hilarious things that I had ever heard in years. I had to make sure to congratulate Jamie for coming up with that one. “Anyway, where is everybody? I got your text this morning for us to come over and I thought you needed me to come over to regulate,” Danny said, flexing his biceps. I rolled my eyes and I felt a sharp smack from his hand against my ass. My jaw could have hit the ground and when I glanced at him, he shot me a wink.
“No, it’s not that. I cleared this bitch out this morning. Come inside. We have something to tell ya’ll.” Ah shit. This had to be good.
When we walked in, it was unusual to see their house without people draped all over the couches or red plastic cups scattered all of the floor. Without everything from the parties they had, it looked like a pretty nice place. Reggie sat down on the couch and Rachel crawled lovingly into his lap. Danny and I sat across from them on the love seat. Rachel wore a wide smile and acted as if she was about to jump out of her skin. “Well?” I asked, preparing myself for whatever was about to come out of their mouths. “Well, we’ve decided that we’re not going to throw anymore parties unless they’re birthday parties or just you guys coming over,” Reggie said nervously. “And why’s that?” Danny asked, raising one eyebrow and leaning closer as to understand exactly what he was getting at.
“Because! We’re pregnant!” Rachel said happily. My eyes grew wide and so did Danny’s. I was totally and completely thrilled for them. I jumped up and Rachel sprang into my arms. “Congratulations! Oh my God! I was not expecting that from you two!” She hugged me as tight as she could and began to cry on my shoulder. “Well, we’ve been trying to get pregnant for the last few years. Rach didn’t want to say anything. You know how superstitious she can be. She didn’t want to jinx us and ruin our chances.” Reggie looked like a huge load had just been lifted off of his shoulders. Totally not the best idea when there was an insane age gap between the two of them, but I wasn't going to ruin their moment. I decided to keep my opinions and judgement to myself.
“Yeah, we haven’t been to the doctor yet, but I took like twelve pregnancy tests and they all came out positive. I haven’t had a period in a while, but I just thought I was stressed out about the house
looking a hot ass mess all the time.” She stood back, wearing black shorts and a black camisole and I could already see a small bump starting to form just above her pelvis. My eyes grew wide and I was trying to remember if she had said anything about this before and I just forgot about it. “Rachel, when exactly was the last time you had a period?” I asked curiously, keeping my eyes on her bump.
Sometimes Rachel could be an airhead, but when she was pissed, she was definitely a force to be reckoned with. “The last one I remembered having was back in late March or early April.” Jesus Christ. I put my hand on my forehead and couldn’t believe the shit I was hearing. “Rachel. You haven’t had a period in three months and you thought you were just stressed out?! Bitch, it's June!” I shouted. “Calm down Syd! What’s important is that I know for sure that I am pregnant and we can’t wait. Also, since you two are practically living like us, we want you guys to be the godparents.”
It was like music to my ears to hear her say that. I was so happy that I threw my arms around her neck and hugged her as tight as I could. I was extraordinarily happy about my friend becoming a mommy even if she was a dumb ass. Maybe she could teach me a thing or two when my time came around to have babies.