Chuckling, his mouth moved across my throat, sucking all the way. Suddenly stopping, he jerked back and stared at my neck with burning fury. With his fingers, he felt around at the spot he’d just sucked on… right where my Adam’s apple was.
“You’re a guy?!” he snarled. With my leg still hiked up, he pulled my dress up and saw the bulge in my panties, then threw me to the ground. I cried out, unable to disguise my voice. “You’re– What the fuck– Disgusting!”
He raised his foot to stomp me in the face, and I flinched, waiting for the blow. I heard an impact, and then a scuffle on the ground nearby. Opening my eyes, I saw somebody on top of Cody, relentlessly punching down at him.
Keith.
Cody fought back and managed to knock him off, and the two of them clambered to their feet and squared off. Cody was already bleeding from his mouth, and in contrast to his usual casually sleazy demeanor, this was the most vicious I’d ever seen him. However Keith looked like he had an inferno raging inside him.
“You’re fucking a guy?” Cody spat. “You fucking gay now, K?”
“Stay the fuck away from him,” was Keith’s only response.
Cody looked at me again, and suddenly his eyes widened. And he started laughing. “No way. No fucking way.” He broke his stance to jab a finger at me as he turned back to Keith. “You’re– You’re fucking your own brother?!”
Keith sucker punched him right in the mouth, catching him by surprise, and he pressed the advantage and quickly had Cody back on the ground, punching his head into the asphalt. I realized I had to do something before Keith went too far, and I pulled him off of Cody. The latter was already a bloody mess on the ground, and Keith was panting hard, his knuckles cut up and likewise painted crimson.
He turned to me and reached out to cup my face, hesitating slightly at the state of his hand, but I took it and held it against my cheek. “You okay?” he murmured, and I nodded. He turned back to Cody, his lip curling. “You fucking tell anybody, and I’ll tell the cops what you did to Marie. Yeah, I know. Don’t come near the three of us ever again or I’ll fucking kill you.”
Cody turned his head and spat weakly onto the ground next to him but said nothing. Keith led me around back, not going back through Josie’s Bar, and called us a ride home. As we rode back, he turned to me again.
“What the hell were you doing there?” he asked quietly.
I swallowed. “I was…” Damnit, admitting the real reason was gonna be super embarrassing. C’mon, Zach, suck it up and tell him. “I was looking for you…” His eyes widened, and I continued, “But you were with your girlfriend.”
He shook his head. “Marie and I are done. For good.” He reached over and took my hand, his thumb gently stroking the back as he smiled. “Alright?” I bit my lip and nodded, making him chuckle.
We snuck back into the house, and I brought the first aid kit to my room. “Yo, this isn’t necessary,” he said as I started cleaning up his knuckles with iodine.
“Don’t fuss. Let me take care of you.” He smiled as I worked, diligently cleaning his wounds before wrapping some bandages around his hands. “Thank you… for saving me.”
“You don’t need to thank me for that.” I was still in my wig and makeup, and he leaned over and kissed me on the lips, making me blush.
He helped me out of my clothes after I was done. The dress had gotten dirty when I’d been thrown to the ground in the alley, and I instead opted to put on something else.
“What are you doing?” Keith muttered playfully, watching me change into a white lace lingerie set, complete with thigh-highs and elbow gloves. The bulge in his pants twitched with excitement, and I got shy.
“Could you… stay with me tonight? That thing earlier was…”
He nodded, then stripped down and climbed in my bed. I draped myself on his body and he sighed in content, putting one of his strong hands on my back and pulling the blanket over us. I don’t think either of us were interested in anything sexy tonight. We just wanted to be together, and for the first time in an eternity, I fell asleep feeling safe.
—
I woke up the next morning still on Keith’s chest. Smiling up at him, I just took a moment to watch him sleep. He might have lost all his friends last night, but he’d still chosen me. It was hard not to feel butterflies in my stomach. I crawled up his body to kiss him on the lips, and he stirred. Giggling a bit — because apparently I giggled now — I nibbled on his bottom lip before resuming the kiss. He cupped the back of my neck and pulled me closer to deepen the kiss, and our tongues danced back and forth as we made out. I couldn’t be any happier. I didn’t even hear the door open.
But out of the corner of my eye, I saw him. Standing over us was dad, ready to skin us alive.
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