Unapologetically Me

Chapter:Twenty Seven

Being alone was beginning to get to me. I hated being in this house alone, especially at night. Having James and even Michael here made the whole mood in the house seem different, somehow.

The sounds of my dad's video games reverberating through the living room brought me a great amount of comfort. The sounds were so familiar and made it feel like he was somehow here again.

I stood up from the couch and walked to the kitchen to refill the popcorn and drinks. I stared at the counter where just earlier in the afternoon I had let James f*ck me and blushed at the memory.

I hadn't even intended anything after I heard him break up with Pink Streak, but sitting in the car with him brooding, I didn't know what else to do to get his mind off of it. I wanted to make him happy and when I touched his knee and then his thigh, I had felt my own body spark back to life suddenly.

It was like a switch had been turned on and now I couldn't turn it off. For the majority of the night I stared at James and thought about dirty, naughty things. It wasn't wrong, but I knew that I couldn't act on my horny little hormones because I had told him I needed time to think about being with him.

Which if I wanted to be honest, I did, but I wanted him to want to be with me because he liked me and not because I was pregnant. He made it clear that he did, but I just felt like now it was an obligation on his part.

I was pouring myself a cup of juice since James was here and would probably get onto me for drinking a soda, when I felt hands grab my sides. I jumped with a little squeal and dropped the jug of orange juice on the counter. It began spilling everywhere and I cursed and I turned to find the paper towels.

James thrust a wad of them to me and began helping me pick up the mess. "Ass. You scared me!"

"Sorry, I thought you would have heard me. I wasn't being quiet."

"I know, I was just in my own head." I sighed and pulled my socks off that were soaked in juice.

"About what?"

"The usual I guess."

"The usual being your pregnancy or your mom?"

"Pregnancy."

"What about it?"

"Just...I guess the future."

He nodded slowly and sighed. "Are you regretting not staying in the clinic?" His face was void of emotion but I knew that he wanted to make sure I wasn't thinking of going back.

"No. I'm just worried about it. We still have a good chunk of my dad's life insurance, but I don't want to depend on that for everything. I was thinking, since I'm off the dance team, that maybe I should look for an after school job."

James bit his bottom lip, pulling on the small cut on the corner where he got punched. He had a small bruise on his cheek, but other than that, he was okay.

"Where are you planning on looking?"

"I don't know yet. I just started thinking about it. Probably a fast food place. It would be easy to apply at those places. It will also get me out of the house for a bit."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I need to start saving my own money. I'll use Dad's to pay for the stuff around here and save my money for when my mom gets out and decides to act up."

"Does she know yet?"

I snorted and shook my head. She had called earlier that night to talk. It had been a decent conversation, but she not once asked me how I was or if I was okay. I decided that her finding out when she got out would be better than to tell her now and have her tell my uncle and aunt to come get me. She sounded better now though, which was a relief.

"Yeah, not until I turn eighteen. Then my uncle can't come and force me to move to California with him."

James nodded slowly and picked up his wet paper towels and trashed them. I handed him mine and he took them and then he stood up and wet some with water and gave the floor a good last wipe before helping me with the counter.

Michael came in and took my bowl of popcorn and then began going through the pantry and picking out some other snacks. I handed him his drink and he took a seat at the island.

"You guys are taking long. I got slaughtered out there."

"You shouldn't have started a round without us."

"Well I figured you two were going to come on sooner rather than later. Came in here to see if I caught y'all in action." He wriggled his eyebrows and I rolled my eyes.

"Nope. Not screwing or anything. Sorry to disappoint." I shrugged and he sighed. Michael dropped a popcorn on the island where I had laid earlier and picked it up and popped it in his mouth. James smirked and I turned around to get my juice.

"I f*cked Kelly right there on the island where you're eating, at lunchtime today." I smacked James on the arm and turned to see Michael begin inspecting the island. My face burned and I placed my hand on James' chuckling face and pushed him.

"That was unnecessary."

"Well, it's true."

"This is for real? Like really?" Michael looked up at us with wide eyes, picking up the popcorn up off the island and his face scrunched up with disgust.

"Yeah, really? We got c*m all right here." James pointed out the approximate area and I blushed further.

"Dude. Shut up. You're just bullsh*tting me now."

"Look at Kelly's face and tell me I'm bullsh*tting you." Michael glanced at my face and stood up.

"Ew. Like, you have a perfectly good couch or bedroom and you f*cked her here!?"

I groaned and smacked James again on his arm as he began laughing. I put the juice back in the fridge and handed him a soda.

"It was a spur of the moment thing." James clarified. "We didn't plan of doing it here. It just happened."

"Dude...not going to lie, that's kind of hot." Michael came back to the island and leaned his head down so that his nose touched the counter. He took a giant whiff and I huffed and left the kitchen. Assholes. The both of them. I dropped down on the couch and set my juice on the end table. The boys followed me and James sat on the couch next to me, pulling my feet into his lap.

Michael sat next to him and handed out remotes to us. We played video games for a while and they joked around about how Art Blonde would roleplay with Michael. She apparently was into kinky sh*t and he didn't know how to keep up.

"She literally makes me c*m by just slapping her f*cking ruler on her hand. Like...do you know how good it feels to be spanked with a ruler?"

"Yeah, no. I don't." James said. "I think I'd rather do the spanking than getting spanked, but I haven't tried either so I wouldn't know."

"Well, I feel like you have to kind of explore your sexuality before you really know what you like. I mean, all we've done is normal s*x stuff. We haven't tried any stuff like that yet." I commented and shrugged.

Both James and Michael looked at me and Michael raised his eyebrows and elbowed James with whoop.

"Yet? Did you hear her?"

James was blushing and I rolled my eyes. "You know what I mean. If we were to continue to have s*x, there might be a few things you're interested in trying. "

"Dude...she is really a dream girl. You should be glad you locked her down. I hear pregnant chicks are horny all the time too."

I threw a pillow at Michael and James punched his side. Michael groaned and I giggled.

"Ask her! Ask Kelly if it's true!"

"Dude, if she is, you don't need to know about it."

"Neither do you." I nudged James with my foot and he turned to me and raised his eyebrows.

"I don't?"

"Nope. Just whoever I'm with needs to know that."

I grabbed my phone and pretended to scroll through my socials and only glanced up when neither of them said anything.

"Well, you said you were thinking about me, right?"

"Yeah. I did."

"So I should know...?"

"Well we're not together yet. So no."

"We literally had s*x just this afternoon."

"So I guess you have an inkling of what I feel then."

"Dude, you can't play hard to get when he's already gotten you. That's not how it works." Michael quipped. I looked up from my phone at him and glared.

"We f*ck. We aren't together."

"Okay, so, what's the hold up?"

"I don't want to be with him if he's just going to be with me for the baby."

"I wanted to be with you before that."

"You only asked after you f*cked her. We already talked about this.

"Wait, what?" Michael looked at James and then me.

"You asked her out after you and Lara were together?"

James sighed and rolled his eyes. "I know. It was stupid and I'm sorry." He stroked my feet and shook his head, seeming upset now.

"Dude. Even I know that's f*cked up. Here I thought Kelly was being an asshole and then I hear this." Michael snorted and took a sip of his soda. He shook his head and sighed. "Both of you are f*cked up. You belong together."

I smiled and James sighed and laid his head back on the couch. "Yeah, well tell her. Maybe she'll listen to you."

"Nope. Michael is the worst reference ever."

We all laughed and then I yawned. James looked at me and then clapped his hands on my legs.

"You need to get to bed. We will get going so you can sleep."

"No!" I looked at him feeling panicked and shook my head.

"Stay with me."

He glanced at Michael and Michael smirked.

"Well, how about he gives me a ride home and then he comes back?" Michael asked as he stood up. He stretched and began gathering his cans and trash he made of snacks.

"You'll come back?" I asked James. He nodded and stood up. He helped Michael clean up all the mess and I yawned again.

They left shortly after and I curled up on the couch, hoping that James would come back. I didn't even care that we weren't officially together. I just didn't want to be alone.

About half an hour later, James walked back in and I was fighting to stay awake. He hefted me up and I fought him for a second but ultimately let him take me upstairs to my room. He laid me down and laid down next to me, fully dressed.

"Will you stay the night?"

"I'll ask if it's okay." He took his phone out and texted his mom then put it on the bedside table. I curled up to him and closed my eyes.

"We should probably wait a bit before we make it official. Just so that you and Lara don't lose your friendship."

"I think that ship has sailed. I texted her earlier to apologize and she blocked me."

I snorted and inhaled his cologne. My eyes dropped and before I knew it, I was out.

When I woke up in the middle of the night to pee, James was sprawled out on my bed, snoring lightly. I smiled and and curled back into him. His arm draped around me and I fell back to sleep quickly.