Killer

Chapter 24: Be Careful What You Ask For

Tre stepped forward, taking in a huge, fresh breath, as if that costume he was wearing was making him hot and breathless at the same time. He looked into my teary face and asked. "What's wrong?"

I then wailed over the bathroom sink as a tear droplet made a trail in slow motion into the drain. "This night is such a disaster." I glanced at the mirror to see that I had random red blotches on my face from crying. Tre stood next to me, joining in with my reflection. "Jace and I had a fight. And Rachel threw a drink at me in front of everyone just now."

"Aww, Sunny." Tre pulled me in for a long hug, which I pretty much needed, burying my face against the soft fur of his suit as I only cried. "I'm so sorry."

"Everyone hates me," I blurted, and it almost felt so true.

Tre rubbed the back of my head. "Don't say that. I don't think anyone hates you. People are just mean and messed-up in the head. It doesn't make you a bad person for the hate, though. You just have to stay away from them and be positive."

I let a small smile play on my lips. "Thanks, Tre."

"Anytime," he hugged me as I sighed.

Everything Tre just reassured me sounded almost like him. He always kept a gleeful smile on his face and kept it pushing, no matter how many people wished nothing but a downfall for him, such as Rachel and Jace. They were being so mean tonight; maybe they were messed-up in their heads somewhere. But I honestly didn't want to wish them hate in any way or form.

Tre's dark eyes widened. "Feel any better now?"

I made a sound at the back of my throat. "A little."

"I don't know if you're in the mood to listen to all my ridiculous rants tonight, but I can leave if you want some time to yourself," He suggested.

I trailed after his hand, not liking his offer at all.  "Actually, stay here with me for a bit."

"Okay," Tre shrugged.

I figured Jace was somewhere out there, smoking maybe not one, but two or three cigarettes all at once, not keeping up his promise to protect me like he said he would. Rachel struck me with alcohol that wasn't so pleasant. If she had plans to terminate my life, then why didn't she take the opportunity just now to do that? Jace was right; she was talking shit just to scare me. She didn't do a tiny thing.

Che Lingo — Circles

I was oddly finding comfort with Tre, who was sitting on the covered toilet seat, as I locked the bathroom door. The music was thudding uncontrollably outside the walls, and a party was still raging. Tre was softly staring at me, grinning.

I shyly looked away. "What?"

"Nothing..." Tre teased me.

"What's on your mind?" I broke the ice with him.

He simply answered. "You. I kind of want to kiss you again."

I sighed, rubbing my bare arms. "I don't think we should, Tre. I am sorry."

"This sucks. I can't keep going back and forth with you and that guy. It's irritating almost." Tre laid out his feelings.

I completely understood where he was coming from; the situation itself was so confusing and hot and cold, not only for him but for me as well. There were moments where I wanted to give myself to Tre from the very moment he kissed me for the first time, and there were others where I wanted to strain away and focus on Jace. It was messy and somewhat complicated. His frustrations were inflicted on me.

"I want you so bad. You have no clue." He then groaned.

"I know." I felt so hopeless suddenly.

Tre then stood up and walked over to me. I remained still as he hoisted my body on the bathroom counter. I slowly wrapped my legs around his waist and swallowed. He scooped me in for a hug and glared at me with tenderness in his eyes, placing his lips dangerously close on the shell of my right ear.

"I know you want me too, Sunny," He whispered in a sexy way that drove me mad. He then gently nibbled my ear, his hands still on my waist.

"Tre, I can't," I told him. I needed to listen to myself since this felt so wrong. "I'm dating Jace. What if he finds out I'm doing something like this behind his back? He'll never forgive me."

Tre exhaled over my ear and leaned back. "You're right."

Even though they clashed heads before, I still appreciated how Tre had the upmost respect for our newly formed relationship, despite it slightly bothering him as he had admitted it in a different way. I felt like the exact whore Rachel had called me. I had to let him know since we were close to this point. "I had never done something like this with anyone before and..."

Tre started to easily sense something. "Not even with Jace?" I nodded my head as he asked. "Are you a virgin?"

"Yes, I am," I revealed. It wasn't like it was a bad thing or whatever.

But Tre took the words right out of my mouth. "Oh, there's nothing wrong with that."

"What?" I playfully giggled. "You thought I wasn't because I was with Jace?"

"No, well, but yeah." Tre giggled with me. "Maybe both."

I chuckled. "I don't know. Jace is an amazing guy. It's just that he is too intense for me. We will have makeout sessions and stuff, but it doesn't hit like ours, Tre." I finally admitted. It was like I was carrying an unseen weight in me that I didn't even know existed inside or bothered me about Jace.

"So..." Tre trailed. "Are you telling me..."

"Yes, I like you. We have a connection. I always felt like we had." It was so freeing to speak the truth that I also added, "Would you be interested in being my first time?"

Tre's face was in total surprise. "That would be considered cheating. I don't want you to make this kind of mistake to hurt someone else, Sunny."

"I can't keep playing with you guys," I sighed. "Tre, I have been thinking about telling Jace that I don't want to be in a relationship with him. I truly believe we're better off as friends." I wanted to say partners in crime for the scary killer tape we watched together, but I didn't think it was the right time to tell Tre the origins of it. "He's not a bad person or anything. It's just that he can be possessive, jealous, and maybe insecure. He gets mad at the smallest stuff," I rolled my eyes. "Who wants to deal with that when they are in a relationship with someone?"

"Understandable," Tre agreed. "You should tell him your real, actual feelings. You can't keep them to yourself. That leaves cracks in your heart."

"Okay," I reached for a conclusion. "I'll tell him tomorrow. Can I ask you something?"

"Absolutely."

"What was it like when you had sex for the first time? Are you even a virgin, as a matter of fact?" It was such a stupid question, like, why?

Tre awkwardly smiled. "Uh, it was something for sure. And no, I'm not a virgin."

I frowned. "Was it with Rachel?"

He nodded at my question. "But the thing was, she wasn't a virgin. It kind of just happened one time when we were hanging out in her bedroom. Her dad didn't care that we did it with the door closed," he said, wrecking his head to tell me more. "She gave me a handjob, and next thing I knew, she got on top of me. It was all new to me at first, but then I got used to the feeling. It's so nice."

"I never knew Rachel was really like that," I input.

"Oh, tell me about it. I can give you the list."

I softly laughed and leaned in to give Tre a big smooch on the lips until it deepened. His hands were moving up and down on my back as I moaned. He pulled back and politely asked. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Positive." I gave him a clear answer.

"Am I the right person to do it with?" He asked some more.

"Yes, I want to do it," I reminded him with a nodding head and confident smile.

"Okay," Tre trailed his fingers to unzip my dress. "Let me know if you want me to stop."

I threw my head back as his mouth latched onto my neck. His consent was so sexy that it turned me on and made me want him even more than I had ever before.

I knew one-hundred percent what I was going to do for the rest of the night.