She is the one - Chapter 19 from jashley13 - Sex Stories

She is the one - Chapter 19 from jashley13

... first time we made love. Random things, like the way she inhaled her food like someone was going to take it from her. Her hair bow. The way she smiled when she rolled her eyes at you so you knew she thought you were an idiot but she loved you anyway. Her excitement when someone told a new joke and the way she looked away for a second afterwards, as if mentally filing it away for later. The little bounce in her step when she was in a good mood…which was pretty much all the time. All those memories…what if… I’d see her around, obviously. In school. And probably at home, since our parents were such good friends. Would they be if we broke up? NO! SHE WON’T BREAK UP WITH YOU! STOP THINKING THAT! It stuck in my mind all the same. Someone knocked on the frame of my door and I struggled to turn myself over. Amanda was standing in the doorway, looking more serious than I’d ever seen her. “Hey,” she said tonelessly. I sighed. “What?” “I just said ‘hey’. Nothing else.” “What do you want?” “To talk to you. Is that okay?” I turned back to the wall. “Not right now, Amanda.” “Well, I’m okay with it so I’m going to stay.” “Fine,” I snarled, sitting up to look at her, “What do you want to say? I owe you? Do what you say or you’ll spill the beans?” “What are you talking about?” she snapped. “Oh, come on. You’ve got the perfect shit to dangle over my head. Do what you say or else. So what do you want, Amanda? Me to be your sex slave?” She flushed. “What?” “I know you want me again. You know, ...

... even after we worked the whole thing out?” I got out of bed and walked over to her, getting right up in her face. “So if you’re planning on grabbing those handcuffs again, you can—” SMACK! I held a hand up to my stinging cheek. Amanda was glaring at me, her eyes full of angry tears. “You gonna keep being an asshole?” she hissed. An asshole…Two days ago, Kayla had demanded that I be an asshole, to show I could be if I wanted. Well, here it was. I sat down on my bed, feeling like I had just been hit with a door. “Ow,” I muttered. “I hope it hurts like crazy,” she said acidly, rubbing her hand, “What’s wrong with you?” I rubbed my face, the pain causing my eyes to water. “Kayla doesn’t want to see me,” I muttered. “You told her?” I nodded. She sighed and put her hands on her hips. “Good.” I looked up at her in surprise. “Good? You’re happy?” She looked at me in confusion for a second, then looked pissed. “Seriously?” she snarled, “Like…really, Jack?” “I’ve seen how you’ve been looking at me. Things you say, way you act, stuff like that. You’re want me. Again.” “Wow,” she said with a laugh that had all the mirth sucked out, “Someone’s got a big ego.” “Amanda…” “So you thought after I saw you and Tara this morning that I’d threaten to tell Kayla?” There was an edge to her tone that made me think it would be inadvisable to say ‘yes’. I stayed silent. It was answer enough for her. “Wow, Jack. Thanks for making me feel like shit.” “I’m sorry,” I said, looking down at the floor, “But ...