Erotic

Summer Lovers I was sitting on the bench at the same time I do everyday, two pm. I  watched  as the North Carolina sky turned a beautiful shade of blue. I loved seeing blue than grey or dulled blue. I hated the fact that clouds could do that, Interfere with such beauty and cause ugliness. I sighed and looked down to my drawing of the same park I sit at everyday, at the same time everyday. Bully- Yard park, it wasn't too big but nor was it small. It had a nature preserve about a mile away and that alone goes on for miles. The park it's self wasn't to big. A small play set sat to the left of the bench from where I'm sitting and a tall cabana sat a little further to the right. The flower that surrounded the park were absolutely magnificent, blooming into rainbows of colors, starting from white to a gold yellow. I valued the beauty of nature, and I respected its naturally remedy to be a pain killer. I rain my hand through my own dark brown hair and de-tangled some knots that caught my hand. I should shower, it's been a few days. I snapped back to my drawing and realized I had done it again. I felt my right eye tear up but I refused to let it fall. The dread filled my chest as well as the guilt. It was never your fault, Axel Jones. You aren't the one to blame for such an accident. Sometimes I wished I believed myself, but that's what I'm working on. I traced the same lines I draw every time. The door frame, the simple clothes that filled the floor, the dark red rug that covered the entire bedroom, even the window with a crack that ran down the middle. I followed the lines with my eyes and saw the skewed drawing of hangers and a coat that was burned into my mind. I gripped my pencil a bit and took a deep breath. I did however draw the slides and a small child laughing on the slide, I smiled at that part and shook my head. I should get going, it's nearly three and I have to make dinner. I stood up and took another deep breath, pocketing my purple pencil, and closing my sketch pad. Maybe another day. Today I got further than I did a week ago. That was something to be proud of. I watched my black and blue converse start their way back to my apartment. It was only a block away. This walk was my therapy away from actual therapy. The air was warm with a slight breeze cooling it even more. I zipped my hoodie and put my hood up. I didn't want to be recognized while walking back to my place. There's a lot of college kids here, more than at my last school- but you know what they say, small towns everyone is known as soon as they get there. I heard the small birds chirp as cars passed by on my left. As the cracks in the side walk lessened the sound of music and celebrations got a little louder. I looked up to find a small gathering with a few different groups of people from the college I now go to. They had a small stand for drinks, a bag toss going on, and even a little dance section. At this point the large opening nearly met me and so did that little party. It was connected to the college campus and starting here to get to the dorms took about a solid three or four minutes walking. I put my head down and silently sang along with the music that played over head. I hoped that nothing about me gave me away that I went to this campus, I don't think I'd be able to stand having a conversation longer than hello and goodbye. "Hey do you go to the college?" A deep voice asked. I froze in my spot and looked up. I've never really seen this man before, but he stood there with a scowl and a mustache to cover the top of his lip. "I-I, yes- yes I do." I stumbled. I wanted to smack my self for sounding so dumb but we happened to have skipped the hello and haven't gotten to the goodbye part. "Why aren't you joining your fellow classmates? Where's your ID?" He shot at me. He was a little bit taller than me, and I stand at a good 5'11. I closed my eyes for a second before opening them again. "Yes, s-sir." I said grabbing my wallet out. It was an iron man wallet with the words "I love you 3000" written on the bottom. After seeing that movie, it really broke my heart to see my favorite superhero-... "Are you okay?" He asked me putting his hand on my shoulder. I flinched and pushed his hand away out of reflex. The guilt took over again. "I'm sorry! I just don't like being touched. Here you go." I gave him my ID. He looked at it for a second and gave me a surprised expression. "Axel? Axel Jones from that huge case?" He said suddenly perking up. I felt the dread creep in at every angle. "Yes I am Axel, I have to go now." I said snatching my ID back and slipping past him. But again I was stopped with his hand on my shoulder. "Sir, I really don't like to be touched." "I'm sorry," his hand dropped. I looked back to him. "It's just, it was such a big case for so long it's an honor to meet you." He smiled. "It's been a pleasure but I truly have to go." I said turning around and kicking it into gear and hurrying away. Once I was far enough away, I finally let out a breath of relief and a breath of panic. I don't want people to know me for the police case, I'd rather they knew by never knowing me before. I gripped my sketch pad and hurried along before someone else could possibly get in my way. As I passed the library, I saw my roommate sitting there with another girl, a different one from yesterday. I rolled my eyes and kept on my way. I didn't want to stare and be rude. If that's his lifestyle and he's safe and kind, then I won't have a problem with him. He's a really nice kid, except he's all sorts of wild and loud. The opposite of me but, it's not that bad. He usually talks and I'll listen. He does what I do not. As I finally made it to the dorms, I hurried my way up the stairs and kept my eyes focused on the steps. I did not want to stumble again. I sighed and shook my own head at myself. How can I get better, if all I do is remind myself of the time before? I Buried the question deep down and finally made it to the top when I bumped into someone. "I'm sorry!" I said loudly. The girl turned and smiled. Her lip was bleeding and her hair was messy. "It's fine, I'm use to it. I guess it's a bad place to sit right?" She giggled and walked down the steps. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Ask you i***t! "H-hey are you okay?" I said turning around but she was gone. Completely. Not a single sound of her going down the steps or even down the small hallway the bottom. She's a quick one... I continued on my way blocking out that interaction. I've too much social interactions to deal with anything else.  "You seen to be in a hurry as usual." The great and fond, Tommy Fred. He was a great baseball player and got amazing grades. His personality needed some work though. I ignored him, as usual and passed the rooms that meant nothing to me. I panicked as the same fear washed over me. You don't need to rush, calm down. But even telling myself that wasn't going to help that I wasn't quick enough. The keys were tangled on my head phones and the anxiety started to rise. The world around me began to fade into a harsh silence. I'm too slow, I'll never get in. But to my surprise I finally unlocked the door and whipped it open and shut it. I fell back against the door and slid down trying to catch my breath. I felt my eyes start to burn from racing thoughts in my head. The same thoughts I thought about back then. "Stop, Axel breathe." I said to myself. "You're safe, you're okay, you're safe, you're okay." My breath was shaky and so were my hands. I saw my sketch book on the floor in front of me and I tilted my head upset that I threw something so expensive. My body was calming down ever so slightly when I saw that my hands were returning to normal. It's time to shower, it's already nearly four thirty probably. I nodded to myself and stood up with a little bit of difficulty, seeing that my knees were still healing from the... accident. As I passed through our small white tiled kitchen a few dishes were in the sink and I had no problem cleaning them up for later. I could make pasta tonight, I'm sure my roommate wouldn't mind actually having real food instead of his usual choice of Taco Bell. I walked through our small living space with a singular couch and a small lazy chair in the corner, with a small flatscreen like tv in a tv stand. I'm sure it was my roommates brothers tv and he got it. It was pretty fancy for us broke college kids. A small blanket resides on the floor with its pastel pink and purple swirls and a small cursive A in the middle. I smiled and detoured to the blanket picking it up and folding it on the couch. Nothing can be on the floor. Make it clean and presentable. I smiled at the clean room and headed back to my room that was on the left of my roommates. A bathroom was in the middle of our rooms but there was only one. I figured I'd let him shower in the morning and I'll shower at night. We had opposite schedules and two same day offs. It's quite nice. I opened the door to the bathroom, the light click of the door reassured me it wasn't locked. The dark bathroom lit up as soon I pressed the lights. The mirror was clean and so was the bathroom itself! I saw my towel, pink and purple hanging up waiting to be used, and his- black and Dark brown hanging a little messier. I smiled and turned the water on to a nice warm temperature. I'll take advantage of the time I have now so I don't have to waste time later. Suddenly my phone started buzzing and it frightened me causing me to flinch and gasp a little bit. Axel, it's a phone it can't hurt you. I looked to the caller ID and saw "Mama" on the screen. I smiled and answered as quick as I could. "Hey mama." I said feeling my voice waver and crack a bit. "Hey kiddo! How are you! How's the new college! Make any friends?" She asked me with her usual mom voice and mom excitement. I heard my little brothers in the background fighting and I chuckled. "No, no friends yet ma, and I'm doing okay. I did get asked who I was again today though." I mentioned. She did a little hum sound and clicked her tongue. "People are nosy, don't let them get to you Axe." Her honesty made me feel very complete and whole letting me know that's it's not just me but it is other people. "Yeah, I know mom, how's dad? Is he still not available?" "No he's home, he's upstairs with your littles brother, trouble." I smiled and leaned my head back on the wall. "Can I talk to him or is he not ready?" I was hoping my father would talk to me after the whole incident, but he wouldn't really look at me knowing what I had to do and what I choose to do with myself. The incident and what I had to do while... there was unheard of and very weird to my father. I understood why he doesn't want to talk but it also hurt very much. My mother was quiet for a second and I heard his deeper voice in the back. I gripped my phone with two hands and sat up straight.just hearing his voice was amazing. "Your son." My mother said. She probably thought I couldn't hear her because the phone was put down but I could. I held my breath and waited for dad. "That's not my son." He said. I heard some muffled arguing before the phone was picked up. But no one said anything. "Hello? Dad?" I said hoping maybe it was him. "Hello." He said. I paused and sat wide eyed. "Dad! I miss you so much, it's so nice to finally talk to you. Dad  I'm getting a great grade in business and tech, you wanted me to take business so I could run the family business, remember? And-and I've cleaned up and cut my hair. College has gotten so much better-.." "Axel-.." "And you said I should pick up a hobby, I did! Drawing and I thought about doing a sport! But I was hoping you could help me when I come home next weekend!" I blurted this out in nearly one breath! My father talked to me! He said something to me! "Axel, you-.." "Dad-dad I've also tried out for an art competition. And I-I think you'd really like it!" "Axel?" My mother's voice rang out. I was slightly confused. "Where's dad?" "He umm had to go. But I'm excited to see you when you come in! Lots of fun things we can do." She said with a cheerful voice. I smiled and then felt my heart hurt. Not from anything other than my father not talking to me. "Mom, is he still upset with me?" "I don't know what he is, dramatic is one thing. Don't worry about him. He will come around. It's just a little different now." I noticed the room was pretty warm and my shower was waiting. "Yeah, I'll talk to you later mom. I love you." "I love you too, Axe." With that I hung up and sat there. Still mad. Huh, I wonder if maybe when I come in- he will be willing to speak to me. I stood and got undressed and folded my clothes on the floor. Once I was done I stepped Into the shower and took a long deep breath. "Tomorrow will be better."  ...  5:30pm "Axel! I'm home!" My roommate yelled. I flinched and panicked a little bit throwing my razor onto the floor of the tub. I wasn't self harming, I was sitting in the tub debating and fighting myself from doing it. I wanted to, I needed to, but I don't have to. I didn't deserve to. I fight with myself every so often and I win sometimes and some days I loose. But lately I've been wining. "Are you okay? You didn't say hello?" My roommate said from behind the door. "F-fine! Just getting out! You're home early!" "Yeah, Jessie and her friend started to hang out and I hate her friend. She's a bit weird for my taste." "I'm sure she's pretty nice. Have any plans?" "No, just a project. I am hungry though." I heard him walk away and stopped holding my breath. I put my razor in my drawer and dried my self off. I put my sweatshirt on, my pants, and held my socks and undershirt in my hands. I opened the door to see my roommate, Ezra Ice. Tall, tan, toned, and your typical boy. He was very kind, sweet, and thoughtful when he wanted to be. However, getting to know him was a little difficult, on my part at least. He's so open and talks about everything it's hard for me to even tell others my name. "Ezra, would you like pasta?" I smiled. He smiled back and stretched. His muscles flexed a little and you can tell the boy likes to work out. His hair was dark brown with pink tips. He liked to be a little different. In fact he was a little different. I think he told me he was bisexual our first day together asking if I'd be okay with that. Of course, I didn't have any problems. It was nice that he asked though. "Dude, it's fine. I already ate. Plus you should get some sleep. I know you stayed up last night watching Sponge bob." He laughed a little. I felt my cheeks flare with embarrassment. "I couldn't sleep and it's my favorite show." I turned around to go to my room and I heard his little grunt of amusement from across the room. He's so silly. "Hey, don't forget, there's a get together tonight in the girls dorm. Why don't you take a night and hangout instead of sleeping?" "I-I have studying to do." I said holding my door knob. I glanced at him and saw his arms crossing and his eye brow rose. Oh no. "Are you lying?" He said. I froze and suddenly my brain melted. If I lie, I'll get in trouble. If I go who knows what could happen... what will he do if I do lie? "I-I just don't think I'm up for it. I had a long day." I said choosing the better option. The one with the less "what if's." "That's fine, if you change your mind, you'll figure out which dorm. Starts at nine." "Thanks, Ezra." "No problamo, Axel!" He said turning to the kitchen and open the pantry. I finally made it to my room and the only light on was my mouse cage. I had three little girl mice. I named them after the power puff girls, they were all adorable and had the personalities of the power puff girls anyway. They were on a desk in a 20 gallon tank with a wire top so they can get air, the desk had some components in which I could use for books and other stuff. To the right was a window and my closet. Not very big, but not very full either. I never really got the chance to find a style that I liked really. So, I just stick with the hoodies and black pants. Next was my bed, pink and purple sheets, with a dark blue comforter. My pillows where pink and purple as well. I had a small rug just on the side of my bed and it was a small black one, next was my night stand. It was a simple black stand with a lamp and a book marker on it. It was my favorite one since I was little. I had a few posters on my wall but they weren't very know artists, such as Chase Atlantic, YungBlud, Our Last Night. They were my favorites. I only listened to them about a few months ago due to the fact that I never had listens to much music during a time period, it was weird hearing it again. I had to get use to it. When I did though, it felt like heaven. I stuck my hand in my mices cage, and they all ran up to me hoping I had some sort of junk food for them. I smiled as they licked my hand and jumped around me. Happy to finally have me home and have all my attention. "Hi girls." I said softly. "Thank you for the love." I turned and put my dirty clothes in my hamper and laid face down on my bed and closed my eyes. Tomorrow, will be better. I picked up my sketch book and turned to an unfinished drawing of two people sitting by a lake. I liked to call it Summer Lovers. They don't stay together. This love kinda flourishes and then floats off like pollen in a harsh wind. They hold hands but in the next drawing they won't be. It was never meant to be a forever love, just summer lovers. I continued to sketch and let my mind wander. Part 2. Summer Lovers  "Take these out of your hair right now." My father boomed. He caught me again putting pastel bunny clips in my hair along with my favorite pink and blue sweater and black skinnies. He wasn't a fan and I could tell but I didn't know he'd be home early today. "But dad! I like them!" I said backing up as my father barged into my room making my cold heart race. "This is not what a boy should be wearing! You should be wearing boy clothes that make you look like a man! You don't go through training to be whatever this is!" He said head locking me at an inhuman speed, and before I could move he was ripping the bunny clips out of my hair and on to the floor. I felt the tears in my eyes because my favorite blue one broke. I worked so hard on making them too. "But- But dad!" I yelled trying to get out of his head lock. My sisters were standing in the door, one smiling and giggling the other emotionless. My mother or mama, was standing behind them with the same expression on her face, emotionless. "I am tired and sick of you making a fool out of me and embarrassing your family line. You are a disgrace, and you need to learn the world doesn't revolve around you. You WILL stop wearing this s**t and you'll dress like a man or I swear to god, I'll make you a man myself." He sneered. He bared his fangs over me, making me submit to his dominance. "Yes, father." I said softly holding back tears in my eyes. He pushed me backwards towards my dresser and I hit it with my back. "Throw this s**t away. The rest of you get ready to go to the movies. We leave in twenty minutes." He said walking out of my room. "Go girls." Mama said pushing them down the hall and walking towards me. "Dimitri, are you okay?" She said sitting down in front of me her rose gold eyes watched me concerned. "I'm fine, leave me alone mama." I said turning away from her. "Dimitri, I'm sorry that your father did that. But you need to understand where he is coming from." "I don't understand where he comes from when all he does is force himself and his views upon me!" I snapped walking to my bed and sitting down. My family came from the heart of France, well the underground heart of France. My family has a whole underground system set up with billions of other people like us. My father is the leader of many gangs and assassination groups. We moved here to not be so close to the gun violence and gang activity. My father said he wished for us to live relative normal lives with friends and friendly family. He still controls his groups from home but they are to never come around otherwise they'll get shot and killed by my father. We were also forced to learn English for everyone else to understand us. "He wants us to be a normal family, like the humans. We moved here to be safe and happy." "I am not happy! He won't let me be myself!" I said laying backwards on my bed crossing my arms. "We are going to the movies, put the clothes that make papa happy on. And when we get home you can change." She said standing up patting my knee. "Mama, please don't. I don't think I'll go." "Your father will be upset. I don't want to deal with him upset." She said walking out of my room. Her long dark hair flowed behind her. Her faire skin was bright compared to her dark red blouse. I shared my mother's looks. I myself had curly shaggy brown hair with rose gold, with tints of yellow. To humans they look hazel or light brown, and I look fairly dead to everyone else as they tell me. As for my teeth, we found we were able to hide our teeth by hiding them in our gums but when we have to feed or try to dominate they slide out and boom, teeth. I also had snake bites. They were my favorite. I sighed and looked out my window. Sun didn't really bother us much, we are just much stronger at night. Being a vampire in a normal life was actually pretty boring, everything the humans say about us make us sound like complete monsters with no self discipline.  "Dimitri James, get ready to leave now." My father said. "I want you wearing normal clothes when you leave this room."  "Yes, father." I said rolling my eyes and getting up.