Twisted Fate: Amnesia

Shay and Silas

Shay 2011

Selena knew she was wrong for volunteering, my apartment for her Christmas party. I could have said no and went home for the holidays, but she talked about having a "Best Friends Weekend" all month. Now that we've all settled down from our busy lives, she got everyone at my apartment for Christmas, Including Chrissy, JJ, and the Hendrix brothers; Sincere, the oldest, Silas, the middle child, and Sion, the youngest.

“Okay y'all, since I planned this weekend, I get to pick who's playing Santa and putting the gifts under the tree when we go to sleep” Selena stood from her seat, getting everyone’s attention.

“I'll do it right now.” I interjected.

“No! You buzz kill. I choose you to bake the cookies for Santa. Don’t forget to do that... Pretty please.” She whined like a baby while nudging me back into my seat.

“Whatever, you probably cried when you found out Santa isn't real.” I sat back down before teasing her.

“I did, but that doesn't matter now because Santa is real tonight.” She wore a cheesy grin on her face with that remark. Everybody laughed at Selena, but they still participated in her shenanigans. Selena has been sensitive about the holidays since her mother died when she was only nine years old. It’s always a good time when I spend the holiday season with her cheerful self, regardless of all the cooking I’m usually nominated to do. After dinner we crowded around the living room. Chrissy, my mixed blonde childhood bestie plopped down on the floor in front of the Christmas tree.

“It’s Christmas Eve! What’s on the agenda for tonight, Selena?” Chrissy asked while getting comfortable on the plush carpet.

“Let’s play never have I ever, and yes, I already spiked the eggnog.” Selena wore a mischievous smirk on her face.

“You devil, Shay get your a*s out here so we can start.” Sion called to me towards the kitchen.

“I’m not playing. I don’t want any eggnog shots.” I Politely decline, Though everyone completely ignored it after Selena started pouting.

“Shay don’t be a party pooper.” She cried.

“Yeah, let loose. Nobody likes a sour puss.” Chrissy cosigned.

“Hurry up and give her a cup, I’m going first.” Sin begins.

“Why do you get to start the game?” Selena nagged him.

“So, we can skip the baby questions I know you’re going to ask.”

“I am not!”

“Yes, you are” Sion said with a knowing look.

“No, I have juicy things to say.” Selena said matter-of-factly.

“Never have I ever hooked up with a married man or woman.” To stop them from their never-ending bickering, I asked the first question. Everyone in the room except myself and Selena took a shot, not that I’m at all surprised. I’m friends with a bunch of h*es, I found this out at a young age. And no, I am not the company I keep.

“Thanks for breaking the ice, Shay, and y’all are wrong for that.” Selena pointed around the room.

“Never have I ever licked pu**y.” Sion smirked like a demon. Once again everyone except for myself and Selena. I’m starting to think I won’t be drinking much compared to these freaks.

“Chrissy, Chrissy, Chrissy...” I start shaking my head, “tsk, tsk, tsk.” I make the ticking sound at her.

“It was one time, okay?”

“One time my a*s, tell the truth.” Selena playfully scolded.

“Seriously, it was one time in college.”

“Not long ago.” I shook my head knowing she was lying.

“Okay, never have I ever stripped at a club on amateur night.” That was JJ’s question and JJ had to drink too, ironically. He and Selena both participated in a contest for five hundred dollars our freshman year in college. Selena could be a real moneymaker on the pole if she wanted to. The crowd loved her that night.

“Never have I ever had a threesome.” Chrissy asks before eyeing everyone in the room. I’m definitely safe from this game. Sion and I are the only ones who didn’t drink to that. Silas and Sincere probably had multiple girls’ multiple times, the way they fell at their feet. Sion is just as handsome, but he always had a girlfriend. His relationships don’t last long but at least he tries.

“Never have I ever played guess the tongue.” Sin said.

“What is that?” Chrissy asked looking around the room.

“A girl is blindfolded, and different people eat her out. She has to guess who it is.” Selena explains.

“You would know.” I roll my eyes at her in jest.

“Like I know your virgin a*s didn’t drink once.”

“My virgin a*s?”

“Never have I ever f****d a Hendrix brother.” Chrissy cut in.

“That’s not fair.” Chrissy looked at me with mock regret on her face holding her chest, pouting. I don’t remember much of my life events before high school due to a car accident. I’m not sure if we’re supposed to forget each other but that brother was shot in the head later that same day. He lived but couldn’t remember anything either. Our friends and family have been a big help, but sometimes they do the most. And even though I’ve been with him after the accident, Chrissy doesn’t know that, so she threw that punch at my memories.

“Well, I’m going to drink to that.” Selena announced.

“Sion?” I ask, confirming my suspicion.

“How’d you know?”

“You’re always flirting with him. I knew it was going to happen sooner or later.”

“Okay, even though that was a low blow, you still have to drink. Whether you want to remember it or not, you were riding him at one point.” Selena smirks, mimicking a cowgirl.

“Whatever.” I remember enough to want to do it again. At least once a week we take time to talk and go through old pictures to jog our memories. We remember more than they think, I just don’t tell them everything because they’ll turn it into something else. We’ve decided to keep it hush since it wasn’t going to change anything between us. We’re not the same people we were back then.

“Never have I ever been in the mile high club.” Sincere quickly continued the game. Something else I’m not drinking to. Maybe I haven’t been living life as my friends have.

“Never have I ever been walked in on.” Silas followed with the next question.

“Ma walked in on all of us at least once.” Sion said with an embarrassed smile.

“Hell yeah, it’s like she sensed when we had company.” Sin added.

“Silas got caught on the couch.” Sion snickers.

“And the ninja didn’t stop.” Sin laughed remembering that event.

“Y’all deserved the whooping’s she gave y’all.” I shake my head.

“The pot calling the kettle black. Drink up Shay.” Sin pushes my cup up to my lips, shocking me.

“Oh, My. Gosh.” I sigh, embarrassed.

“A lady in the streets and a freak in the…”

“Shut up Sin! Never have I ever had a*al s*x.” Chrissy shouts looking flushed. The plot thickens as the game goes on. In the meantime, I took a shot to that because I actually enjoy a*al.

“And the freak comes out!” Selena shouts, throwing her hand up.

“What are you talking about?” I look at her like she’s crazy.

“You’re the only girl to drink to that.” Silas say’s calmly.

“Really? Chrissy?”

“almost once but failed; it hurts.” She shakes her head.

“Tattoos hurt, and you got those.” JJ retorts.

“I heard it hurts bad.” Selena says, biting her knuckles.

“Don’t knock it until you try it.” I shrug.

“How often do you try it?” Chrissy asks with a devilish smirk.

“Never have I ever made a video.” I ask and roll my eyes at her.

“Drink up sis.” Chrissy cracks up.

“What?”

“Shay you’ve made a couple of videos with your boyfriend.” JJ states, like this is old news.

“WOW! On that note, this is my last drink.” I finish my glass and head to the kitchen. I spend the remainder of the night in the kitchen watching videos on my phone while waiting for the cookies to be done. I was so stuck on what they said that I didn't notice them sleeping in the living room. Taking the cookies to the dining room table, I sat there for a minute debating on joining them on the floor or going to sleep in my bed. Silas came walking from the back of my apartment, I swear he's as quiet as a mouse sometimes. He seems to be the quiet one compared to his brothers but gets in the most trouble. His temper is terrible if you ask me, anyone else would call him an angel. Despite his criminal background and the fear, he instills in people he doesn't even know.

“What're you doing up?” I asked him as he joins me at the table.

“I'm Santa.” I followed his eyes to the tree.

“Oh, really?” I looked over and saw the tree loaded with pretty wrapped boxes and small gift bags that I hadn't noticed before. Silas finished the cookies without hesitation, he didn't offer me any until he was down to the last cookie. I guess I made a good batch; I declined his offer and stood up to stretch. I've decided to sleep in my bed, the living room floor has enough bodies on it.

“Where are you going?” He asked as I headed towards the back.

“To bed, Goodnight Santa.”

“Goodnight, Mrs. Claus.” Ignoring his comment, I went to lay down. Selena really did make me Mrs. Claus with the cooking and decorating and baking. And to top it all off, she wanted to do it in my apartment when she lives in the apartment right across the hall; I am way too nice to this girl. I fix my pillows and get comfortable on the edge of my bed. Laying with my eyes closed, I heard my door open. Knowing it's Silas, I didn't bother turning around. He asked to stay here when he got released from jail just to get on his feet. That was two months ago, but I don’t complain because he’s hardly here and he pays me rent in the form of cash, buying extra groceries and household necessities, plus he’s clean.

“This isn't the guest bedroom you usually sleep in.” I can feel his body heat now that he’s standing on the side of my bed.

“This isn't a "usual" night and I know what room I'm in.” He tosses my blanket off of me and pulls me up, out of my bed. I calmly walk back over to the door to show him out. Why does he feel the need to want to bother me tonight?

“It's almost midnight, Go to bed little boy.” I say over my shoulder. Silas walks over and pushes the door close. He looks me up and down before backing me up against the door. With his hands on my hips, he looks me in the eyes but doesn't say a word. And he didn't have to, my body responds to him without him touching me on a regular day. He leans down and kisses me with hunger and passion. I kiss him back with the same energy if not more. he opened my robe exposing my bare breast, stopping to admire me as he drops my robe to the floor. Pulling me closer to him and backing us up towards the wall and the bed. Silas stops in his tracks and pulls me in for a deep French kiss, leading to slow, soft kisses trailing down my neck to my breast. His hands trace my curves using his thumbs to pull my panties down.

“Silas, what?... Why?” I ask in a rushed, shaky whisper.

“Shh…” He stands over me with his eyes real low. Kissing my lips, he grips my a*s with both hands picking me up. The way he handles me causes me to forget whatever I was worried about. I wrap my legs around his waist pulling him in closer to me. “Let me make your pu**y scream.” He whispers as I felt him sliding his fingers across my cl*tor*s. His words and his touch made my chest cave in as I feel just how wet he’s making me. He teased me some more by licking me on my neck pressing two fingers in and out of my pu**y.

“Mm... F*ck me.” The words barely left my lips. With his back against the wall, he lifts me up a little higher to take his d**k out. Slowly lowering me down onto his d**k, easing it into me. The first stroke sent pinches of pain through my body. Silas did a few more slow strokes turning my pain into pleasure. I looked down and noticed he was putting more and more in as he went on. Seeing how big he was brought back memories that only made me want him more. My body starts to shake as I feel him growing bigger inside me. Going harder into my spot, he retracts then dives in deeper. My moaning turned to screaming and that turned him on more. He sped up his pace, thrusting into me as we fall onto the bed. My screams turn to heavy breathing and back-scratching. His hard thrust becomes slow deep grinds. I bite my bottom lip with my nails deep into his back. I can almost feel every detail, every vein on his d**k as he penetrates me.

“Turn over.” He pushes my leg, spinning me around on my stomach without coming out of me completely. I position myself and arch my back giving him more access. After a few pumps, he wraps his arm around my waist massaging my pearl. I didn’t realize I was leaning forward until he uses his free hand to hold me in place by my thigh. My body starts to tremble as he speeds up, gripping my thigh tighter, he grabs a handful of my hair before pushing himself to go further. I screamed out as his d**k went deeper with every stroke. I began to squirm around when he grabbed both my arms holding me in place with my face on the pillow.

“C*m on my d**k” He ordered, in a deep whisper and it's like he summoned my body. He pulled me back to his chest and sucked my neck while his penetration became slow, deep, and hard. My moans then turned into loud shrieking pleasure. His strokes slowly came to an end after he let out a satisfying grunt sliding out of me. He then kissed me on the lips and laid beside me.

“You're welcome. Oh, and Merry Christmas.” He said when he grabbed the blanket and tossed it at me.

“You're an asshole.” I start to fix the blanket on my bed that he doesn’t seem to be getting out of.

“You probably woke everybody up, with your big mouth.”

“Whatever, did you c*m in me?”

“Don't start with me.” He turned me around and pulled me in so my back would be against his chest.

“Don't start? child support will be calling you.” I joked.

“If your birth control fails, I'm putting you on child support.”

“Ha, Ha, Ha, you're so funny. Not.”

“I don't remember you ever running from me.” He suddenly changes the subject.

“Oh, shut up, it’s been a minute.” I roll my eyes even though he can’t see me.

“A long-a*s minute.” He whispers into my neck

“Yeah... Why now?” I ask, remembering him saying ‘this is not a usual night.’

“I don’t know.” He mumbled, thinking about it. “I felt like I wasn’t in control.” He adds.

“You just decided, ‘I’m going to go f*ck Shay and cause a scene.’ And you don’t know why?” I ask him, being dramatic.

“Shut up.” He squeezes my stomach. “It was a nagging urge to be near you. I didn’t plan to f*ck, it’s just…” he trails off.

“Just?” I turn to lay on my back to look at his face.

“Once I got in here, the urges got stronger. I felt like I needed you.” He rubs my stomach under the blanket, playing with my belly ring.

“Like in college?” I ask looking at his serious expression. “Do you think this is that sapphire stuff messing with you?”

“I think that’s supposed to be the other way around. But I’m not sure, anything is possible.” He says closing his eyes.

“How do you feel now? Can you get out my bed?” I tease.

“No, I need to hold you. Your skin is so da*n comfortable.”

“Skin to skin relaxes you?” I ask as I turn around as we spoon.

“Just with you, No other chick made me feel this relaxed.”

“I wonder why.” I say honestly. He mumbles into my neck, agreeing as he’s falling asleep.