Our Little Secret

12. Timmy's Lips Taste Like Chapstick And Jaxon's Taste Like Candy

I internally started freaking out. I couldn't do that to Jaxon who's probably been watching my mom gush over Timmy and I. Not to mention how Brandon feels watching Timmy with a girl. Besides, kissing some girl is probably the last thing Timmy feels like doing after going on a date with his boyfriend.

"Mom, I don't think that's such a good idea. We haven't had our first kiss and neither of us are very keen towards PDA." I lied.

"I'm your mother sweetie and I promise not to show anyone the picture," she said innocently. But I knew better. She didn't think I was actually with Timmy. She wanted this kiss to prove that no matter what I try I can't win. She probably thinks that she's forcing away my first kiss but instead she's making me feel like a cheater. It doesn't matter if Timmy is gay, if the kiss doesn't mean anything, it doesn't matter if the only person I want to be with is Jaxon, all that matters is that these lips aren't Timmy's.

Timmy started leaning in... slowly. He didn't want to do this and I could tell. I was ready to cry. He didn't have to do something this drastic for me. He could just stop and tell my mother he wanted no part with me and throw me under the bus. But instead he was giving up something precious... something that was not meant for me. It wouldn't be right. I tried to tell him this with my eyes but he kept leaning in. But he skipped past my lips and whispered so close to my ear that I could feel vibrations with every syllable.

"Your mom's kind of crazy, I swear to make it quick... but I'm sorry." He said and when he backed up I could tell that he meant it. I wanted to scream out that he didn't have too. I wanted to scream out that I'd rather deal with my mother screaming and throwing glasses at the wall than hurt Jaxon like this.

As soon as his lips got close to mine my breath hitched and I was ready to scream but I couldn't. I couldn't say anything. My eyes quickly switched over to where Brandon and Jaxon were. Both of them staring at us from the truck windows. When our lips touched it was quick without feeling. His lips tasted like chapstick... Jaxon's taste like candy. It's like every time I kissed him he just had went to a carnival and raided the cotton candy. It wasn't as long as Jaxons kisses either. Those were long as if he was trying to savor the moment or hold my face in his hand a little longer. Or maybe time just slowed down when his lips touched mine but either way the second Timmy kissed me it was like my entire body sounded the alarm that it wasn't Jaxon. When he backed up his eyes immediately met mine and to my horror I was crying. Timmy looked defeated. His bright blue eyes looked confused and a little hurt. He leaned in again but this time to give me a hug and whisper in my ear without suspicion.

"I'm sorry Emily. If it makes you feel better I'll probably end up with a black eye," he laughed and I felt just a little better.

"Jaxon certainly is the jealous type," I replied.

"He's cute too, you got yourself a keeper," Timmy said and backed up giving me a wink. I laughed and he wished my mother goodnight.

I went inside with my mother and she gave me my phone back.

"I knew you'd come around," she said taking a sip of her glass of water.

"Mom what if I don't like Timmy in that way," I asked pausing.

"Where is this coming from doll," I thought you had a good time," she asked.

"Sort of but-" and I knew I had made a mistake. She slammed her glass on the counter top causing it to shatter into millions of pieces.

"NO BUTS! I'M SICK OF YOU BEING SO SELFISH." She yelled.

"I just want to be able to choose my own future!" I yelled back letting tears run down my face. She walked up to me and slapped me causing me to grab my face in pain. It was the first time my mother actually hurt me. She'd thrown glass near me or at the walls behind me but this time was different. I wished Dad was still there but he wasn't so I did the only thing I could and swallowed. My best bet was to play innocent... and subdue.