Chapter 6
The next Monday that followed I was surprised to find Troy outside my house so early in the morning. He was in his car when my sisters and I came out of the house to go to school. My sisters immediately walked to our own car knowing that I wouldn’t go with them since Troy was there and they drove off. A maid came out behind me carrying my school bag and the baby carriage. Troy got out of his car and walked towards me. He kissed me on the cheek before taking my things from the maid who then closed the door after I fully came out of the house.
“Hey Troy, how long have you been out here?” I asked as he led me to his car while carrying my stuff.
“Why do you want to know?” he asked a little defensive.
“Nothing, I was just wondering why you didn’t ring the doorbell or something.” I said thoughtfully.
“I was afraid that your dad might be the one to answer the door.” He blushed as he confessed.
“Then why didn’t you call?” I asked; he looked at me with a stop-asking-me-because-I-won’t-tell-you look. I just sighed as he helped me into the car very carefully so he wouldn’t disturb the sleeping baby in my arms. He went to the back of his car to stow away my things then climbed inside.
“So how was your Sunday?” I asked trying to start a conversation.
“It was too long without you or Rose to keep me company.” He replied.
“What are you going to do today?” I asked to change the subject.
“Well I’ve already gotten permission to sit in with the class today.” He answered.
“Really, so does that mean that you’ll spend time with me today?” I confirmed. I couldn’t hide the joy in my voice when I
found out that we were going to be together for the whole day.
“Yeah, I figured I already missed out on your life, I should start making up for it.” He sighed heavily. I put a reassuring hand on his arm and he looked at me with a small smile before returning his gaze onto the road.
‘He’s still sad about what he did’ I thought to myself. ‘I’m going to have to change that.’ I smirked as an evil plan made its way into my head.
He sat next to me in class. He was on my right side, right next to the carriage, while Marc was on my left. It seemed like they have gotten over their little tiff and were trying to get along both for mine and Rosalie’s sake. Troy just switched from watching me work to watching Rose sleep although occasionally she would wake up and he would lull her back to sleep. The first three periods were uneventful and as it so happens Troy was called out at break. His parents called to find out about his progress, as he later informed me, as his whole family had wanted to meet his daughter. I went to the balcony with Rose cradled comfortably in my arms. Marc followed a few moments afterwards. He sat on the unoccupied chair next to me before he spoke.
“Hey, Al do you have any plans for the rest of the week?” he inquired.
“I don’t think so.” I started. “Do you mean for tomorrow until Friday?” I asked to be sure we were on the right page.
“Uh-huh.” He acknowledged.
“No, why, did you make plans for us?” I asked.
“Well, Ralph is coming home sometime this week and he’s bringing Jess with him and they both asked me to ask you, no to beg you, to bring Rose over.” He said.
“Okay, is Bea coming as well?” I inquired about his own girlfriend, forgetting that he didn’t know that I knew about his relationship with my friend.
“What? Why would she come?” he asked, taken by surprise by my question.
“Oops… that was a slip of the tongue.” I said, sheepishly rubbing the back of my head.
“Al.” he called out menacingly. “You know something, don’t you?”
“Well… a little bit.” I admitted.
“Exactly how much is a little bit?” he spat out.
“I knew from the very beginning.” I replied knowing that it wouldn’t do any good for me to try and lie.
“Why didn’t you tell me? How did you know? Did you tell anyone else?” a string of questions coming out of his mouth
without a pause.
“I didn’t tell you because you obviously didn’t want me to know. I found out from Bea herself; she told me right after you asked her to be your girlfriend. And no, I didn’t tell anyone.” I replied, answering his questions consecutively.
“I can’t believe this, you knew the whole time and you didn’t tell me?” he asked in exasperation. I knew he didn’t like showing his feelings to others and that was a part of him that I understood.
“Oh ease up Marc. It’s not like it would be a very big deal if anyone actually found out about your relationship. If you don’t remember, I’m the single mother who’s still in school. You just forgot I went to school with her and we became pretty close. It’s not such a big deal you know.” I replied trying to calm him down.
“Damn it.” He said storming off just as Troy entered the balcony.
“What was that about?” Troy asked as he occupied the seat Marc has just left.
“Oh nothing, he just found out that I knew something he didn’t know I did.” I replied being mysterious.
“And what would that something be?” he asked.
“That’s for me to know and you to find out.” I murmured seductively.
“I think I can find out pretty easily.” He whispered back as he leaned in to kiss me. We shared a short but sweet kiss until the bell rang and we were forced to pull back. We went back into class.
At lunch Troy sat with Marc, Rose and me in our usual table. It seemed like Marc had cooled off although he didn’t speak to me during our class. He spoke to me first.
“Al, I’m really sorry for snapping at you earlier.” He apologized. “I don’t know what came over me.” He confessed.
“It’s okay Marc. I understand how you felt.” I replied, reaching out to him to put a comforting hand on his shoulder.
“Thanks.” He replied as he held my hand. I looked towards Troy and it was obvious he was jealous with our show of intimacy. I took my hand from Marc’s shoulder and finished eating.
“Um, Troy do you have any plans for this upcoming week?” Marc asked, turning to Troy.
“No, I don’t really have any plans why?” Troy asked.
“I’m inviting Rose and Al over and some other friends so we can spend some time together.” Marc replied. “You can come if you want.” He invited.
“Sure, I’ll come. I’ll bring Al and Rose over so you don’t have to worry about picking them up.” Troy accepted eagerly once he heard that Rose and I were coming.
That afternoon I went home to pack up some clothes and make sure my sisters were comfortable before I left. I had called my mother, since I still wasn’t talking to my dad, and informed her that I would be staying at Marc’s until Friday or Saturday. Neither of them refused to give me permission knowing full well that I would go whether they allowed me to or not. After arranging everything at home Troy came to pick us up and then we went on our way to Marc’s house.
Marc greeted the three of us when we came to his house. He was the one who opened the door and let us in. By then, Rose was sitting up in my arms and playing with my hair.
“Hey, you guys!” Marc greeted the three of us. “Hello my little angel. Did you miss Papa Marc?” he said turning to Rose. She laughed and stretched her small arms toward him. I let her go to Marc and they started fooling around. Troy who was standing beside me the whole time suddenly radiated jealousy. We followed Marc who had started walking towards the living room still fooling around with Rose who in turn was giggling uncontrollably.
“What’s with the nickname?” Troy asked out of the blue. I realized he was talking about Marc’s nickname.
“Oh it was nothing. It happened when Rose started talking about a month ago. Why, would you rather she called him daddy?”
“I guess not.” He replied, hanging his head.
We walked into the living room and Troy set our bags down on the corner beside the couch. We spoke for a little while before I decided I needed to take a shower.
“I’m going to take a shower.” I announced. “Want me to take Rose?” I asked Marc as I walked towards them as they were situated on the corner of the couch right beside our bags.
“No, it’s alright. And I think she’s having fun too, aren’t you my little angel?” he said cooing to her.
“Fine, suit yourselves.” I said in a mock-annoyed tone. I kissed her on the forehead and Marc on the cheek as I grabbed my bag from the floor. Then I proceeded to go to my permanent room in that house; the one right next to Marc’s. He had given Rose and me that room when Troy left since we started to spend so much time together. He wanted us close to him so that he would be able to come if we needed anything.
I got in the shower and emerged after about twenty minutes of soaking in the hot water. I was only wearing a robe and had a towel in my hand which I was using to dry my hair. I was surprised to see Troy standing in the middle of the room, completely naked.
“Troy?” I called out to him. He turned around, forgetting his state of undress. “What are you doing in my room?” I asked him.
“This is your room? But, Marc said that this is where I would stay for the whole holiday.” He replied, confused.
“Damn!” I cursed as realization dawned on me. “Did you lock the door?” I asked as I ran towards the door.
“Of course I did.” He replied just as I got to the door. “Did you really think I would stand naked in the middle of this room if I didn’t?” he asked. I smirked at the door. ‘Of course not, he always was conscious about his body except when I was around.’ I thought to myself. Just then I remembered the situation I was in. I started shaking the door knob.
“Marc!” I screamed. “Open this damn door!” I heard someone snickering on the other. “Marc, stop this. I know you’re there. Open this door.” I said, desperately trying to calm myself.
“I’m not going to let the two of you out until you make up.” Marc replied.
“But Rosalie…” I started to protest but he cut me off.
“Rose will be fine with me.” He stated calmly. “You know that Al.” he teased. “Don’t forget to tell Troy how everything works, okay? And don’t bother asking Ralph for help because he’s in on this.” He reminded and warned at the same time. I heard his laugh echo down the hallway as his footsteps slowly receded from my hearing.
“What’s going on?” Troy finally asked, cutting into my angry reverie.
“He’s locked us in until we make up.” I said stomping my way over to the bed. I sat down at the foot of the bed, forgetting Troy was in the same room and in the nude. My sudden movement caused the robe I was wearing to loosen, revealing the valley between my breasts. I heard Troy’s breathing hitch but didn’t really pay attention as I was still thinking of how stupid I was to fall for the stupid prank/trap – whatever you wanted to call it. The mattress dipped from his weight as he sat down next to me, looking at my face intently.
“What’s wrong? Why are you so annoyed? Don’t you want us to get back together?” he asked me, worry clear in his voice. His last question brought me back to the world.
“What? What gave you that impression?” I asked.
“Hmmm… let’s see, you were screaming at the door, then at Marc then you stomped your way to the bed. Not to mention the look you’re giving me right now.” He said counting the reasons with his fingers.
“Of course I want us to get back together.” I said then paused to think. “You think that’s the reason why I’m mad?” I asked to confirm my suspicion, he just nodded. “No, that’s not the reason. I’m mad because he stole my idea.” I said.
“This was your idea?” he asked sceptically.
“Yes, it was, but not for us.” I replied. “You see, we used this on Ralph and Jessica, his girlfriend, who was only his friend then. It was a week long holiday like this one and Rose and I were staying here. Ralph brought Jess over saying they both just wanted to hang out. It was so obvious they liked each other but then neither one wanted to say anything so I came up with this plan.” I explained as I went down memory lane. “We locked them up in his room. They lasted three days before Marc and I got suspicious. They were quiet, a little too quiet. We decided to let them out on the third day; we just opened the door and found them making out on the bed.” I said chuckling at the memory of their bright red faces when they saw us watching them.
“What about food?” he inquired.
“There are non-perishables in the fridge.” I said pointing to the 3-foot high refrigerator in the room. “Breakfast, lunch and dinner are served in the balcony.” I replied.
“It was a well thought-out plan.” He commented.
“Yeah…” I couldn’t finish what I was about to say. Suddenly I found myself lying prone on the bed, with Troy on top of me, completely naked. I don’t know how he got the robe off of me without me knowing but he just did. I couldn’t suppress my emotions any longer, my love for him was too much to contain. I didn’t think I just went along with my instincts. He captured my lips in an emotional kiss which I returned. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held him in place. When air became essential, he pulled away to capture my gaze with his own.
“Please?” he asked along with the silent pleas that he gave me with his eyes. His voice was strained, husky and sent shivers running up and down my spine. I returned his gaze evenly.
“Will you answer me one question first?”
“Anything.”
“Will you stay?” I asked.
“For as long as you want me to.” He replied. I smiled at that.
“Troy, I want you too.” I replied my own voice thickening with desire.
He didn’t need any more urging. His lips came down on mine in a fierce kiss, demanding my full attention. He gave me butterfly kisses all over my face, making sure every corner had gotten his attention. He nibbled on my earlobe before kissing my neck as he looked for the pulse point with his lips. He gently sucked on the throbbing skin and caused me to whimper. His kisses trailed further down my neck, to my chest until he stopped at my breasts. My breath caught in my throat when his mouth captured a rose bud and teased it with his tongue. His hands made patterns on my skin and captured another soft mound, his fingers moved in circular motions that elicited moans and high-pitched whimpers to slip through my clenched lips. My own hands flew up to his head, interlacing my fingers with each strand as I massaged his scalp. His hand traveled down my stomach and further south. He massaged my inner thighs forming random patterns that made my breath stop and my heart skip beats. His lips soon followed the path his hand had just taken. I moaned when he kissed me, his tongue teasing, my hand rested lightly on his head although my fingers grasped his hair tightly at his taunting movements. I was taken by surprise when he abruptly changed his pattern. He thrust his tongue deep inside of me getting a deep guttural moan in response. His tongue continued its movements shifting from one pattern to the next, driving me closer to the edge. His hands moved back up to capture my mounds within the warmth of his fingers, gently squeezing, making my head spin with pleasure. The moans and groans flooded out of my mouth with his movements and soon I could no longer hold back, I reached my climax with my eyes closed in ecstasy.
“Troy?” I called out in a weak voice in between pants for air. “Please?” I pleaded. His lips slowly came back up to mine until we were eye-to-eye.
“Tell me what you want, Al.” he commanded in a husky tone.
“I want you Troy.” I shivered as his hand returned to that intimate place in between my thighs. “I need you right now.” I said. “Please?” it was my turn to plead.
He smirked at me then kissed me before he moved. We both gasped at the contact as our bodies joined, he paused for a moment savoring the feeling before he began moving. There was nothing else. There was only me and Troy in our own little world dancing to our beat and rhythm. Too soon for both of our liking, we reached our climax together and he collapsed on top of me panting for breath. He made a move to get his weight off of me but I stopped him.
“No. Don’t go.” I pleaded. “Just stay there. I missed you too much.”
“I missed you too.” He replied before kissing me.
“I love you.” I whispered in his ear when we broke apart and he rested his head on the crook of my neck.
“I love you too.” He replied then started to move; once again starting the dance we both knew and loved.
you ARE a tireless writer!^^ So yahh as u know i liked the story =) But well I think it would be better if u gave more details..Like sure the story is mainly around Marc, Al , Troy and Rose but I think it would be good if the readers could learn more on Al's background. Like me I wondered about her sisters...how many were they? How old? More info would enhance your storry i think =) This part also made me smile: 
