~Concealed Attraction 4~
I sat and stared at the TV. It was blank. It was already 11:45 and the guys weren�t back yet.
JC had called and said that they would be back at 10:30. And WHAT time is it now?!
I picked up the phone and dialed the unfamiliar number scrawled on the slip of light green paper.
�HELLO?� yelled a loud voice.
I could see why it was so loud. There was music playing very loudly and people in the background.
�JC CHASEZ, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!� I shouted into the phone.
�JESSIE? OH HEY! WE�RE AT A CLUB RIGHT NOW,� he yelled.
�COULD YOU GET BACK HERE?!� I asked loudly.
�NOW?�
�YEAH! IT�S SO FRICKIN� LONELY HERE! AND I DON�T EVEN KNOW HOW THIS WHOLE HOUSE WORKS!!�
�OK! I�LL BE BACK THERE IN ABOUT 10 MINUTES!�
�OK!�
Click.
I sat back down on the couch, my throat feeling a little tingly form shouting.
I could feel my yells still echoing in the spacious house.
How dare they leave me in a house unattended? Sounds kinda stupid I know, but I was in a whole other state for God sakes! I needed somebody there I knew.
After about 15 minutes, I stood to go to bed.
I heard the door creak open and JC walked through, dragging Justin with him.
JC pushed Justin down onto the couch. Now I could see why.
He smelled of liquor.
�Is he drunk JC?� I asked warily.
�Yeah,� he responded grimly.
�Isn�t he underage?�
�Yeah. I think he got someone to get them for him. Man, I should have known something was going on when he asked me those stupid questions!� he yelled, running his fingers through his dark hair.
�It�s ok JC. You couldn�t have known. It�s no different than what he usually acts like,� I said, trying to lighten the situation.
�Hey! Are you sayin� I act drunk?� slurred Justin.
�Justin, you ARE drunk,� I cried.
�Oh. Yeah. I forgot. Sorry.�
JC exhaled loudly, signaling his frustration.
�How could this happen?� he kept asking himself.
�Just, JC, shut up for a second!� I yelled.
He looked at me, surprised.
�Sorry. It�s just, this is just a weird situation.�
�It�s ok. Maybe we should just put him to sleep.�
�Yeah, good idea.�
I sat down next to Justin. �Ok. Justin, it�s bedtime ok?�
He nodded. �Sure.�
�Ok come on,� I said, putting one of his arms around my shoulder. JC took his other arm.
Slowly, but surly, we got his heavy body up the stairs. Thank goodness his room was first.
We steadied him next to his bed.
JC let go first, heading toward the door.
�Ok goodnight Justin,� I said, letting his arm go.
�Ya know what I�ve always wanted to do?� he asked me.
�What?�
�This,� he said, grabbing my hand and pulling me to him. Then he pressed his lips against mine.
�Mmmf!� I cried, muffled by his lips.
I tried to pull away, but his arms snaked around my back and held me tight. I continued to struggle, trying to free myself from his grasp while his lips were still moving against mine.
I felt another hand, this one trying to free me. JC!
He continued to pry Justin�s arm from my upper body.
When he finally got me free, I was gasping for air.
�JUSTIN! What the hell do you think you were doing?!� JC exclaimed.
Justin�s eyes were blank and clueless. �I-I-I don�t know,� he said, slurring a whole lot less.
I licked my lips. I tasted the bitterness of the alcohol. It was nauseating. I grabbed a little of my shirt and tried to wipe it away.
�You don�t know?!� JC continued. �You just grabbed her and kissed her! And you don�t even know her!�
�I-I-I�m sorry�I didn�t know what I was doing, I�m sorry,� he apologized softly, head down.
�I don�t know Justin�I just don�t know�� I said softly, shaking my head as I left the room.
