Touch – Chapter 2

Touch – Chapter 2

Things got awkward quickly, Kelly and I had just had some hot sex together without really knowing why we did it. Was it because I came onto her and she didn’t want to stop me? But then she was participating just as much… I couldn’t put it together.

We tried talking to each other right after but we were both feeling weird around each other, this is why I never hit on her before, I knew this would ruin our friendship.

I tried to get out of there as fast as I could without trying to look like a complete jerk. I wasn’t the kind of guy to do these things and I certainly didn’t want to start with her.

I headed home in a daze and quickly headed to my room and collapsed on my bed feeling awful about the whole thing, this whole day had been weird and confusing.

There was a light knock at my door, I ignored it but it opened up slowly anyway. It was Jessica, my twin sister. 

“Hey John, are you ok?” she asked in her soft voice. 

“I’m fine just leave me alone” I replied rather bluntly. I wasn’t in the mood to talk or anything like that, I just wanted to crawl in a hole for a while.

She came over and sat next to me anyway, she never was one for doing as I said. 

“Come on, what’s up? It can’t be that bad” she said with a big smile in an attempt to cheer me up, usually that cute smile melted me like an ice cube in the sun but not today. 

“Just drop it ok, I don’t want to talk about it” I replied again in the same blunt tone, I just hated myself so much right now. 

I knew she wouldn’t give up though, she placed her hand on my arm and I sat up to look at her. I started to try and explain but my head turned to the side in an instant and I felt a hot sting on my cheek, what the hell just happened?

I looked back at Jess and she had a clearly visible look of rage in her, she had just slapped me right across the face.

“I hate you” she screamed as she ran out of the room, slamming the door behind her. I sat completely stunned, my mind couldn’t even process the thoughts running through it. Was there something wrong with me? 

I sat in silence until Mom called me down for dinner which was pizza as it was our Birthday today, when we were younger we always asked for it on our Birthday and it kind of became a tradition before we knew it. 

My mind was still trying to process the day as I quietly stepped down the stairs, almost frightened that I would incur my sister’s wrath again. We had always been close, of course there were some fights here and there as all families have. One thing our Mom taught us though was never to hit each other and we very rarely ever had. I inched my way back into the kitchen for dinner and sat down to eat at the large table over by the window that let the setting sun pour in.

Conversation was light and uninteresting as we ate, Jess kept looking at me and smiling but I kept turning away. Was she sorry she hit me? Or just messing with me? I didn’t know.

I retreated to my room as fast as I could after I had finished eating without asking to be excused. I crashed back onto my bed and must’ve fallen asleep, next thing I knew I was stirring awake. My bedside lamp was on and someone was sitting next to me.

“John, we have to talk” she whispered, my eyes finally focused on Jess. I sat up and looked at her with wonder, “what is it?” I mumbled in reply.

At that point my eyes slipped down her body, her succulent form was being covered only by a tight white nightgown.