This is one I had on my old Protagonize account but I can't remember my password :'(. their's more chapters and unfortunately I haven't done much more work on it since then :/.
The Night Before
As the darkness of sleep slowly enveloped my mind I realized that it wasn’t quite time to embrace it right then. I forced myself awake and divided my eyelids; it probably wouldn’t be good to be late.
I skulled my Mother shots, relentlessly fighting off sleep until the caffeine kicked in, got dressed silently and snuck out the window to meet them. It was colder than it should be this time of year. Though there was no snow quite yet, soon there would be, as it was nearing the end of autumn. With a shiver I straddled the window and jumped onto the branch of my tree that was right outside my window, worn and smoothed with the use of many, many nights. I could already hear the voice Emma whispering in my ear, I could imagine my hands on the soft skin of her waist and in my head I could see her beautiful eyes looking into mine. I imagined Jake and Grace physically restraining themselves from jumping on each other and having sex on the cement, Kahden and Isabella slightly reserved but none the less in love and I smiled as I remembered all the times we had met in the park in our all-blacks (not suspicious at all…) and ran en masse the 5 blocks to the beaten old house that was ours. It had been condemned unsafe, but we didn’t really live in it, we just spent every second available to us there, on weekends, on weekdays till our parents called us.
It was an absolute mansion it was 3 stories, plus a level below the wine cellar, we absolutely transformed that room which took almost a week, it was filthy. We had light, T.V/DVD/Xbox, music and speakers. It was, to put it simply, a home away from home. We laid down thick rugs, because it got unbearably cold in winter, beanbags, mattresses, sheets and pillows. We had everything, and lived half our teenage lives in that room. It also held a lot of sentimental, personal and romantic memories for all of us; we had all lost our virginity in that room, we had all had a lot of conversations in which we grew to understand and respect each other more, we had all had D ‘n’ M’s with each other there, we had all cried in front of the others there, it was as much a part of us as our beating hearts and meant equally as much to each of us as the friendship the 6 of us shared, without it, we would be nothing. When we got jobs, we had made a pact that 25% of our money goes to renewing and renovating that place then eventually buying the land. That is how much we loved it.
Many memories of the smiles and good times shared, and 45 minutes later, I was at the park, Kahden and Jake where their but none of the girls yet. They were usually late; they all lived in the same direction so they usually just took their time, gossiped, and did girl things on the way.
“Hey, you guys got a condom or two I can borrow?” Jake asked.
“Dude, fuck borrowing, i don’t want it back, you can have one.” replied K joking, as he threw him one.
“I didn’t get time to go to the 7/11, I thought I was gonna be late”. He rolled his eyes. “And I know you guys are always prepared… thanks man.” He said as I threw him one more, raspberry flavored one.
“You owe me an orgasm” I said jovially he laughed and promised with a wink that he’d pay me back sometime.
He put them in his pocket as the girls approached in their black skinnies and jackets, I could see them all let go of their pepper spray in their jumper pockets, and puffed my chest out at the obvious fact that they felt safe around us, it wasn’t just Emma either, it felt nice that all three of them felt safe around us.
We ran from shadow to shadow like total ninjas till we got to the house. Opened the newly oiled back door (it used to creak so loud that dogs would bark from 4 blocks away) and went, in pairs to our slice of heaven. I put in a USB with “accidentally downloaded movies” on it and we got our beanbags out, they were the best beanbags, they wher like a multiple-orgasm sex session in a fluffy bag. The drink flowed freely and the hands wandered as we got slightly more drunk than I think we realized.
Movie time was a regular occurrence for us, as it was a good way to distract us from the fact that we were all making out so it was less like an orgy. All 3 couples knew the other 2 where playing around, and not really watching the movie that much, but none of us said anything. I think that was kind of part of the whole deal: "I’ll stay shush if you do". About halfway through the 2nd movie, things started to get steamy. By the 3rd Bras where undone and zips unzipped. When it was finished, Jake got up and turned off the lights, plugged the speakers in to another USB and “Mood Music” came on. It soon became a race who could last the longest before we gave into temptation. Me and Em made the first move, I picked her up, still kissing her soft lips, and moved toward our bed. The others were not far behind. Eventually I ended up face to face with Em. I went in to kiss her and touched her nose with mine then kissed her lips so lightly. Sometimes, and in cases like this, the less tong and force used the more romantic and intimate it is. I whispered in her ear “I love you”.
“I love you too baby.” She smiled slightly, and for a while nothing was said we just looked at each other’s eyes. It was as if I could see into her soul. We bonded so closely I could almost feel her emotions and hear her thoughts as my own. I moved closer so our noses and forehead’s where touching. And we just stayed like that for maybe an hour or more. It was one of the closest times we had ever had and it was like nothing else. Eventually I moved my hand from her waist and stroked her face, I moved the hair behind her ear and before I had told myself to say it I had whispered “marry me sweetie, one day, after high school, marry me.”
I think she was somewhat surprised by it because, she is usually talkative but all she said was “baby, I will, I love you so much.” She kissed me and turned herself around so my arms where around her waist then she fell asleep. She was so beautiful when she was like this, so serene and calm. So delicate. I almost took a photo of her. I stroked her cheek and neck till I too dozed off.
I don’t know what time it was when Kahden turned on the lights but it was 4 when I got home, after what seemed like an eternity in her arms; a very prolonged and painful goodbye to Emma I went for a run on a “scenic rout” home. I would see her in another 4 hours but it didn’t matter. Goodbyes are always the worst part of anything and everything.