Chapter Chapter FOUR
I didn't have much money to buy something fancy, so I ended up making some spaghetti for Veronica. I cleaned up in the living room a little bit and prepared the table... I didn't know what else I was supposed to do before she arrived, I wasn't particularly messy, leaving boxers or around or anything like that.
She was 5 minutes early.
I walked up to the door and let her in, glancing behind my back. Jude was sitting on the couch, reading something, but Veronica did obviously not see him. That's good at least.
"You've got a nice place" she complimented, as I showed her where to put her coat.
"It's small, but it's enough for two" I nodded. We sat around the table.
"Your roommate is out?" her eyes wandered around the apartment, probably looking for Jude.
"Yeah, I felt like it'd be a little strange to have him around now"
After that, a little silence fell on us, and I nervously cleared my throat.
I felt a little awkward... What was I supposed to say?
Ask about her... that should be good, girls like talking about themselves...? I'm not sure.
"How'd you get involved with Adam in the first place?" Ah, a great icebreaker. Bring up the dead guy... I internally rolled my eyes, and as we started eating, I glanced at her, waiting for the response. She swallowed a bit and looked away, trying to recall the event I suppose.
"Well, we were together in high school for a month or so... ever since that, occasionally when he got drunk, he started to act entitled to me, like we are still together, in this undying love..." she explained with air quotes, but then looked at the table a little shyly.
"I feel bad talking shit about someone who died." she admitted, and I smiled a little, for the first time genuinely. I had the same feeling when I first thought of the fact that Adam deserved what he got... I'm not completely guilt-free when it comes to his death, but I figured Jude was very on edge, just waiting for me to wish one bad thing, for one second, so he could grant it. He was cruel, that was not a secret between us.
Jesus, stop thinking of Jude. You are on a date! - I mentally scolded myself and set my focus on the girl again.
"I know how you feel... But I guess he won't mind it anymore..." I cracked a half-smile and for a while, she just stared at me, then burst into a small giggle.
"That was so bizarre" she laughed, trying to stop herself by putting a hand before her mouth. I admired the sight for a second because for the first time with Veronica, I felt like she understood me more. I wasn't kidding but her not freaking out is also a step, isn't it?
We kept on talking, and I had a decent time. Veronica, despite her petite look, could eat a lot, which I did not realize until she finished the third bowl of pasta.
"Do you have hobbies besides art?" she asked, and I shook my head.
"Not much. I have a part-time job next to university, so I'm kind of just trying to stay alive... Guess my other hobby is napping." I chuckled a little and she joined me. I never really paid attention to her, other than a few chit-chats, but she was kind of a pleasant company.
"Would you show me a few pieces perhaps?" she suggested, standing up from the table, and I hesitated for a second... my portfolio was in school... and the ones I only make for my own are... I swallowed a little, making an awkward smile. "Sure... but I only have practice pieces here... Let me see" I heard that deep, humming chuckle coming from the couch, and I could've strangled Jude right there and then, just because I didn't really like that fact that he went through my drawings - or so it seems. I stood as well, and made my way to one of the cupboards, getting a big sketchbook out of it. Veronica followed close behind me.
"Why don't we sit?" she glanced at the couch, and I took a deep breath, trying to form a lie in time. I slowly shot a look towards Jude, who gave me an overly sweet "fuck you" smile and moved his feet like an inch to the side, so I could barely sit down without touching him.
"Go on then" I gestured for her to sit, and I did as well, placing the sketchbook on my lap with an awkward smile. Gosh, this was horrible. Veronica had no idea, that we are not alone, and Jude was just reading like there were no other fucking places to sit in this apartment.
"This is partially from the last years, and partially from this one" I explained, and I let her roll the pages over when she felt like. She was silently admiring or just scanning them, before flipping over, but she didn't say anything. "You sure do draw a lot of...men" her voice carried a little bit of amusement, but also humour. Jude was now straight up laughing his ass off, and I felt my hand trembling just from the urge to hurt that demon badly. I flashed a boyish smile and giggled a little myself.
"Well, when I began drawing, I was much better at the female form. Much easier, or at least for me. So, I set myself up to draw men only, so I would practice even if I wasn't as good in that... And it kind of stuck to me. I draw strangers or people I have seen once or twice... My unintentional models" I explained myself softly, and she nodded a few times.
"They look amazing... You met a lot of attractive men, Seth, you should walk around with me too sometimes." I just rolled my eyes at her joke and glanced up into her eyes, only realizing then, that she was kind of giving me a strange sort of look... She was leaned in close to me, and for a second, I wasn't sure if I should keep talking or not.
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Before I could've really reacted, she moved even closer to me, and I felt her hand resting on the sketchbook that was on my lap. The next thing I knew her lips were on mine, and I even stumbled back a little, but I balanced myself with my hand behind my back.
There was only one problem... I didn't feel the couch under my palms... something much... firmer.
"Naughty, naughty..." I heard Jude's whispers. His mouth must have been close to my ears because I could feel his warm breath... the feeling was so intense, that I could barely pay attention to Veronica's lips. I broke into a small sigh, as the demon slowly started to invade the last pieces of personal space I had, his chest brushing against my back.
I closed my eyes, trying to close out the situation since I couldn't tell or show her what was going on, and I didn't want to make her feel like I was uncomfortable with her. Jude's hands wrapped around my chest from behind, and using my helpless situation, he bit my neck.
Since I had no way of relieving my frustration, I engaged more in the kiss. I pulled Veronica closer as guilt slowly crept up my chest for using her again, like a doll... And for what? Our tongues twisted and turned around each other, yet it was almost as if I was drinking salty water to fight my thirst.
"Feels good?" he whispered, sinking his teeth into me once again, this time deeper.
I moaned into the kiss, when Veronica stopped for a second, giving us a breath-break. She smiled into my eyes.
"Do I kiss that good?" she asked, I assume talking of the noise I made. I blushed lightly, trying to ignore Jude's tongue running over my neck. God damn it.
"Very... very well" I sighed a little out of breath "Can you give me a minute? I just need a little bit of... water" I needed to get off Jude's lap. I got here accidentally, and I didn't plan to give him any more chances to embarrass me further in front of Veronica. I broke out of his hold and stood up, my neck hot and missing the attention it was getting up till now. I poured myself a little bit of water I drank it at once. I don't think I was this easily angered before, but Jude had a way of pissing me off in the most annoying way.
"I'm sorry...I'm a little a shy when it comes to things like that" okay, I'm not sure if that's true... but for now, I had nothing better to explain myself with.
"It's totally fine... I'm sorry for jumping you like that" she smiled a little bit blushing herself as well. "I think it's kinda cute... Your cheeks are red" she informed me, even pointing in my direction. I couldn't help but catch Jude's overly pleased gaze. I felt like he was mocking me with every little movement he made, especially now, that he seemed so victorious.
"Hey, it's not fair, I usually don't act like 8 years old, you just surprised me." I scratched the back of my head brushing off the topic finally.
I shot a look to Jude for the last time, and he was still grinning but now, he also pointed towards me, and then down, as if he wanted me to look at something. I followed the trail of his finger and I froze... there was a slightly noticeable bulge on my jeans, and my first reaction was to cross my legs, trying not to look like I was having a mental breakdown.
"Want some tea perhaps? Or Alcohol?" I turned away instantly, clearing my throat as I walked up to the kitchen counter. When Veronica leaves, I'm going to give a nice warm bath to that bastard... in holy water.
"Careful, we all know how much of a light-weight you are" I laughed along with her, but my face was sarcastic.
"If I didn't drink that much, I wouldn't have played white knight against Adam, so that's kind of a good thing, isn't it?" opening the fridge I took out two beers and offered her one of them. I saw her drink before; she wasn't one to elegantly sip on 2 centilitres of wine... compared to her I was a lightweight.
"Cheers" I had no other choice but to sit back between Jude and her. Truth be told, during my teen years, I was exceptionally lucky, and not very hormonal. Random boners like these have never happened to me before, so I was not sure how to handle it. My whole body felt warm, and I desperately wanted to crawl back onto Jude's lap...
No, I mean, I wanted Veronica on my lap.
I gulped down a little bit of the liquid and sighed... I need to send her home, for now. We chatted for about 10 minutes after that, and then I explained that Jude will soon be home and that I'll escort her home if it's okay (also adding that Jude is a huge dick and I just don't want to force her to put up with him, but that's just for my own pleasure).
Even though I insisted on keeping her company on the way home, she said she'll be fine, and that she needs to pick someone up before she goes home. I let her do her thing.
After she left, I closed the door, leaning against it a little exhaustedly. I had a good time until Jude officially ruined the night for me... but regardless it was much better than I expected.
"You seem quite pleased" turning around, I offered a death-pan look to the demon, and without another word, I walked up to the couch and grabbed him by his shirt. I couldn't lift him though, but I pushed him a little bit upwards on the couch.
"For the last fucking time Jude, do not touch me inappropriately anymore! Do you know how awkward this was for me? She must have thought that I'm a super-sensitive virgin, almost orgasming from a kiss!" I growled, speaking through my gritted teeth.
"Well... are you not a super-sensitive virgin?" he asked with an innocent smile, his face relaxed, he didn't even flinch when I marched at him.
"You absolute bastard!" I felt like I'll explode any minute now if he keeps staring at me like this is the most amusing thing that had ever happened to him.
"I'm trying to help you, Seth. If you would give up these lies you built around yourself, I couldn't weaponize it against you... If you had embraced the things you hate in yourself for some reason, you'd be stronger by it... Because you see... I can look you in the eye" he stopped, leaning a little bit closer to my face "And tell you that..." before I knew it, he kicked my leg from under me, so I fell onto his lap once again, but I wasn't willing to let go of his collar "I want to fuck you... In many ways, just to hear you moan, the way you do when you get hurt..." he whispered with a growing grin as my face got redder with each word.
"Well, your twisted desires are one-sided, so it would be better if you could just accept that" I hissed angrily. I'm sure he only said that to embarrass me further.
He glanced down then back into my eyes and flashed me a cocky half-smile.
"Yet I'm not the one having a hard-on, am I?"