The Trip [10]

“How could it have possibly been worse than getting an abortion?” Sam asked her curiously.

“Well, I was twelve. My parents went to this out of town fundraiser one night, before they got divorced, and left me with a baby-sitter. It was my Uncle Todd and I adored him, until that night. After I had gone to bed he came in my room and---well, I think you guys can guess what happened next.” She said, with little tears falling on her cheeks. You could tell she was holding back from crying.

“Wow, did you tell anyone?” I asked. She wiped her cheeks and looked at me.

“He threatened to kill me if I did, so that night I killed him in his sleep. I told my parents he was drunk and came after me so I grabbed a knife for self-defense. Even the police bought it because, what reason does a twelve year old have to kill her uncle? I don’t feel like playing this game anymore.” She said. I nodded my head. Someone knocked on the door and I got up to answer it because I was the only one who didn’t have swollen eyes and pink cheeks from crying. It was room service with our sweet treats. I got our stuff and brought it in to the living room.

“How about we watch a movie while we eat this?” I asked as I got the remote and sat down next to Sam.

“Sure.” Ashlyn said as she grabbed a piece of cake. I turned on the TV and looked through the list of movies they had.

“Miss congeniality.” Sam said when she saw that movie one the list. Ashlyn and I scoffed at the idea of watching that.

“The breakfast club.” Ashlyn said and Sam nodded in approval. It was settled, we were watching The Breakfast Club. I started to drift to sleep right when Ally Sheedy made that disgusting(I knew it was disgusting, I made one after I saw this movie) cereal-pixie stick sandwich. I couldn’t get completely to sleep because the guys came staggering in the room.

“Hello ladies.” Carter said.

“He’s drunk? Reid, he has never been drunk, or had a drink.” I said as Carter fell on top of us on the couch.

“He has now. It’s not my fault, I stayed sober and tried to keep him sober but I don’t think whiskey is his drink.” Reid said as he helped Carter off of us. I stood up and put Carters arm around my shoulder and helped him to the bedroom he and Sam were sleeping in. we laid him down on the bed and I handed him a trash can.

“If you feel you are going to throw up, do it in the can. I cant believe you’d get so drunk.” I said. I walked out to the living room and saw Sam and Ashlyn talking.

“P. nothing said tonight leaves us three right?” Ashlyn asked and it looked like that was what she and Sam were discussing before.

“Not a thing to anyone, I promise.” I agreed because it was their secrets and not mine and who was I to tell anyone.

“Everyone should get some sleep. We have a concert to go to tomorrow night.” Reid said. Sam came up to me and gave me a hug and to my surprise, so did Ashlyn. Reid and I walked to our room. “Did hell freeze over or did Ashlyn hug you?” He asked when we got inside.

“We worked everything out and I guess we’re sorta friends now, but it’s none of your business.” I said.

“Oh really?” He asked and pushed me on the bed(playfully) and started tickling me. “How do you like me now?” He asked in a mock-evil voice.

“I still love you.” I said. He smiled and kissed me.

“I love you too.” He said in between kisses. I put my arms around his neck and got more into the kiss. I flipped over to where I was on top of him and detached our lips. I sat on him thinking. “What’s wrong?” He asked.

“Do you have a condom?” I asked.

“Yeah, I wouldn’t have agreed to have sex with you earlier if I didn’t have one. It’s kinda a thing guys do, we keep at least one condom with us.” He explained.

“In case your walking down the street and a stranger wants to have sex with you? Whatever, do you want to?” I asked. “Never mind, I think you want to.” I said, suddenly feeling the bulge in his pants.

“That tends to happen when a guy gets-let say-excited, and yeah, I want to but if you don’t, I have no problem waiting.” He said.

“Let’s do it, no pun intended.” I said.

“You totally sure?” He asked. I got up and locked the door and walked back over to him.

“I’ve never been more sure of anything.” I said, which was the truth. Whether Reid and I got married and lived happily until we’re dead or if we break up at the end of the summer, I want to say I had the guts to act on my feelings for once in my life.

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I wont post a story Saturday because of the reason mentioned in the last chapter.