EroticReverie

Liliana Lomeli

It's been another week since I've spoken to Jackson next door. Other than me throwing him the finger when he winks at me when we catch each other outside. 

"Be right back baby" David kisses my forehead , leaving me out in the yard with some of our friends. It's our friend Travis's house, and his graduation party, but now it's just us teenagers, partying, drinking the leftover beer and beer that we brought, because Travis's parents were letting us all crash in tents out in the yard. 

"I gotta pee!" Kelsi says and hands me her beer. 

"Watch my drink?" she asks and I nod as I stand with my friends, drinking my beer while playing bodyguard to Kelsi's. I'm inbetween tipsy and drunk, laughing and talking with my friends. 

I'm not sure how long has gone by, but I realize David hasnt come back yet, so I do a lap around the outside of the house, through the inside lower levels, not finding him anywhere, asking people along the way if they've seen him. My brows pinch when I can't find him. I sigh, doing another lap, still not finding him and then decide to walk to where he parked his car down the street. 

Carrying both cups, mine is almost empty, so I start to drink Kelsi's as I walk down the street, dancing slightly with each step to the sound of the music coming from our friends backyard, giggling to myself with the buzz of the alcohol. 

I look up when I get closer, my steps slowing...and slowing as stop on the sidewalk. I can see in the front of his car....see movement in the backseat. It's not him Liliana. It's not him. He wouldn't do that. I walk closer, my heart pounding, and I cant even hear a thing. My head cocking as I see the girl throw her hair back over her shoulder, long blonde hair. Kelsie's long blonde wavy hair. Oh...it's Kelsi...she must be using his backseat to hook up..typical Kelsi..I shake my head , laughing at myself for thinking the worst. 

Then. I drop both cups. Because as Kelsi stops moving and slips off her hookups lap......I see him. David. I just fucking stare, as I watch them move around in the backseat, watching him take her from behind, the car rocking slightly as I start to hear my best friends moans through the glass windows that are starting to fog. 

I whip around, and puke right in the grass. Tears automatically filling my eyes, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. Then I stumble away from the car, too embarrassed, and too hurt to confront either of them. All the pieces falling into place. How he'd grown distant, and how Kelsi had started talking shit about him.....how long had they been fucking? How long has my best friend, been lying right to fucking face..pretending like she wasnt fucking MY boyfriend. I'm sobbing , feeling stupid and angry as I walk down the sidewalk, away from the car, then away from the party, refusing to return. I was not going to stay here, no fucking way. 

My mother is out of town, so I can't call her, and I dont have the money for an Uber. All of our friends are here...and I cant ask anyone...cant let them see me crying....cant let them know WHY im crying...cause that would only be more embarrassing. So I take my phone out of the back pocket of my jean shorts and dial the only person I can think of. 

"Hey sugar butt" Jackson answers, loud music playing in the background. 

"Jackson?" I ask , my voice croaking.

"Wait a sec" I hear him shout to someone then I can tell he's moving, walking away from the noise.

"Liliana? What's wrong? Is everything alright? Are you okay?" he asks. 

"No" I cry.

"Are you hurt, what happened?" he asks sounding panicked.

"I'm...f-fine....it's....sorry ....i dont have anyone else to call" I sob pathetically.

"Where are you? What happened?" he asks. 

"I'm at a party....it's....my ...David...my boyfriend....and.." I sob, choking on tears.

"What the fuck did he do?" He growls. 

"Can you....can you just come get me...please? I'll...I'll give you gas money when I-"

"Where are you?" he asks. 

I give him the address. 

"Give me thirty  minutes...I'm at a bar with friends so it's gonna take me a bit to get there." he says.

"Oh ..you dont have to..sorry i didnt know you were..."

"Stay where you are Liliana. I'm coming, alright?" he cuts me off. 

"Alright?" he asks again when I dont respond.

"alright." I sniffle. 

"Are you safe where you are?" he asks. 

"yeah" I answer. 

"Good, stay right fucking there....stay on the phone with me, alright?" he says and I nod then remember he cant see me. 

"Okay" 

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I listen to his car start and as Jackson Miller drives to come rescue me from this fucking nightmare, I tell him what I saw. Tell him about how things have been different for months, I tell him him and Kelsie and the way she's been acting too. He curses, and swears, and calls both my boyfriend and bestfriend several choice names. He threatens to beat David's ass. 

Half way through his drive, my phone starts to ring with a call from David. 

"He's calling me" I sniffle.

"DO NOT answer his fucking call, stay on the line with me, got it?" Jackson growls. 

"He might be worried" I sniffle.

"Fuck him. LET HIM fucking worry...fuck that...DO NOT answer his call Liliana" Jackson says and I sniffle.

"I wont" I say, because he's right, I didnt owe David anything now, not after what I just saw,...what he's been doing behind my back, with my best friend. 

"Listen to me...they're both fucking worthless...he doesnt server you..neither does she..you hear me? You dont fucking....you dont fucking do that to people....you didnt deserve that shit...you hear me?" he says his voice sounding so fucking mad and angry and if he's just as hurt as I am. 

"I hear you." I say with a sniffle.

I ignore the calls that keeps beeping on the line, looking at my screen when both of them have the nerve to send me texts, asking where I am. 

"this is so embrrassing" I cry again. 

"You have nothing to be embarrassed about, people do shitty things all the fucking time, and they're the ones that need to be embarrassed by this, NOT you, got it? " he says and I sniffle.

"got it." I say.

Jackson's truck pulls up to where I'm sitting in the grass on a little hill, around the corner from the street where the party is. I go to stand, and he sees me, throwing his truck into park, throwing his door open, leaving it running as he moves quickly across the street to me and up the hill. My lower lip trembling as he gets closer. 

"fuck" he mutters, then grabs me and pulls me into his chest, where I break down again. Burying my face in his chest and wrapping my arms around him. The two people i'd normally count on to comfort me and be there for me were no longer people I could trust or count on...instead I was sobbing in the arms of my neighbor, a thirty three year old man, who had dropped what he was doing to come deal with me and my teenage drama. 

"fuck, where the fuck is he?" Jackson growls as he cradles the back of my head and hugs his other arm around me.

I shake my head. 

"I just want to go home." I sniffle. 

"Yeah, of course, of course" he says, kissing the top of my head and I sniffle as he pulls back and lifts a finger under my chin and tips my head up up to look at him. 

"I've got you, alright? You're gonna be fine, I promise. It hurts like a bitch, but you're gonna be alright, I'll make sure of it, alright?" he says as he looks over my face, his other hand using a knuckle to swipe away my tears and I nod. Because my asshole neighbor that annoyed the fuck out of me...was currently wiping my tears and being there for me. 

"I'm sorry for calling you an asshole before." I say after we are both in his truck and driving back to our houses.  He laughs slightly.

"No apology needed, I WAS being an asshole." he says and I give a half hearted smile and look out the window. 

He let's me sit in the silence, lets me process it all without speaking again until were pulling in his driveway.

"I'll walk you to your door." he says after he gets out and opens the passenger side for me. I dont say anything as I get out. 

Once he shuts the door, I look at him. 

"Can...can I hang out with you? For just a little a bit?" I ask and he gives me a soft smile and a nod.

"Of course you can." he says and then tilts his head towards his front door. 

"Come on...we'll get you some food...you hungry?" he asks and I nod.

"I can eat." I say and he smiles.

"And I can feed you. Come on."