| Cry Me A River - By Daisy |
| Chapter 1 |
| They drank bottles of beer, and tried not think about the bad situation. Finally after three and a half hours, Kevin was heavily intoxicated and was no longer thinking about Rachel. Breanne only had a few beers, because she wanted to be coherent, just in case Kevin got upset again. Kevin tried to get up and walk back inside the house, but lost balance and landed on top Breanne. He started to laugh, and even snorted. Breanne screamed and started to laugh hysterically. She found it rather amusing whenever Kevin drank. He would always act clumsy, and the totally opposite of how he usually is. Breanne then tried to help Kevin up and helped him inside her house. Kevin flopped back down on the couch and pulled Breanne on his lap. Breanne turned to face him, and saw a goofy look in his eye. "You know this is the first time in a long time that I've seen you smile like that." Breanne said. Kevin then stuck his tongue out and started to tickle Breanne. She giggled and punched Kevin in his chest. "You better control yourself. You know what tickling does to me." "Oh don't tell me what to do woman. I might have to violate you." Kevin said. Breanne gasped and noticed the sinful grin on Kevin's face. She forgot that he became horny as hell when he drank. "Don't act so surprised." Kevin said. Breanne tried to punch Kevin again, when he grabbed her hand and poked her in the stomach. "You actually thought I was going to let you hit me again. You better think again Bre." He said right before pushing Breanne backwards. As Breanne fell backwards, she grabbed a hold of Kevin's shirt and pulled him on top of her. They both hit the ground hard, making Breanne groan in pain because of how heavy Kevin was. "You need to lose some weight Richardson. You're getting kind of heavy." Breanne said softly. "Bite me." Kevin replied. He then started to laugh. Breanne only laid underneath him, looking into his eyes. His eyes always made her weak. It was the most attractive thing on his body as far as she was concerned. She also thought the rest of him was attractive, but his eyes stirred all kinds of sexual desires inside of her. "Why are you staring at me like that? Whatcha thinking Bre?" Kevin asked. Breanne didn't answer, but only started to think about Kevin being on top of her. His strong body against hers was nothing new to her, because they wrestled all the time, but it always made her mind wonder. "Bre...girl! I'm talking to ya." Kevin said again loudly. "I'm just thinking about how heavy you are." Breanne finally said softly. She then giggled. Kevin acted as if he was offended, and laid his head on Breanne's chest, and dropped more of his weight of her body. Breanne groaned again, and decided not to fight with him. Kevin and Breanne continued to lay on the ground, and suddenly Kevin looked up at Breanne. He had a certain look in his eyes that seemed to alarm her, because it was so different. "You look like something's wrong? Are you thinking about Rachel again?" Breanne asked Kevin. Kevin and Breanne sat up and faced each other. "No, I'm thinking about something else." Kevin said right before moving his head towards Breanne, and his lips brushed against hers. Before Breanne could think logically, Kevin was passionately kissing her. Breanne's head began to spin. Was she imagining this? Was Kevin actually kissing her? His soft lips were against hers. His tongue was dancing with hers, making her body ache with passion. Before she knew it, she was on her back again, and was feeling Kevin's hand go up her T-shirt. Her body was telling her it felt right, but her mind was telling her something else entirely. "We can't do this." Breanne said softly trying to fight back a moan as she felt Kevin play with one of her nipples. She was thinking that she was going insane. Her best friend was actually kissing her, touching her body gently. Kevin only stopped her from speaking by kissing her again, and moved his hand down her body. She wanted this. She wanted to make love to him badly. She yearned to feel his body against hers, holding her tight, and making her shake with pleasure. But then she started to think about his relationship with Rachel. She knew Kevin still loved her with every fiber of his being. Before Kevin could reach inside Breanne's jeans, she stopped him. "I'm serious Kevin." She finally said right before crawling from underneath him. She then ran in the bathroom, and slammed the door. Her body was shaking, and she was trying to catch her breath. She felt dumb for stopping Kevin. She wanted him for so long, but him being drunk didn't feel right to her. If he was going to be intimate with her, she wanted him sober at least. "You're a fucking idiot Bre!" She said to herself softly. She knew that it wasn't going to happen again, and she missed her only chance to be with Kevin. But she rather be a friend to him than a slut. After gathering her bearings, Breanne walked back into her living room to see Kevin passed out on her couch. She groaned and knew he was out for the rest of the night. Breanne wrapped a blanket around him, and kissed his cheek. "Good night penis wrinkle." She said sweetly to him, right before heading to her bedroom to go to sleep. |