The past two weeks of school weren’t exciting but they weren’t horrible either. I had half of the school population admiring me which was something that mad Kylie envious. Of course Kylie was being a bigger bitch, and to no surprise I had Devin following me around like a puppy. Tonight Paul was throwing party due to Destiny’s birthday and since it’s a Friday everyone had to leave school early to get ready for tonight; tonight was something like prom. Of course everyone had a date so I was taking my puppy, Devin. I heard the doorbell ring and rushed into the bathroom to check my makeup and outfit. Since this was a town event I hired a professional hairstylist, and cosmetologist. I picked out my own outfit since I have my own way of dressing and accessorizing. I finished checking myself making sure my black sequined dress was place on right and my six inch heal buckles were on right. I had to admit the fact that the dress was short made my legs look longer. The doorbell rang again and I quickly observed my curly hair to make sure there weren’t any strays. As soon as I was done I slowly walked downstairs with my clutch at my side. I opened the door to see Devin in a tux and well, it made him look sexy. I smiled at him as he stretched his hand out for mine. I gave him my hand and he slowly led me down the five brick stairs and helped me into the limo. I didn’t know why he wanted a limo just for the two of us.
“By law the Limo driver has to get the liquor out of the limo since we’re under aged, but I stole some vodka from my dad’s office. I know you want some.” He smiled as he slid out a silver flask from the inside of his jacket.
“mmmm…. Sounds good.” He gave it to me and I opened it and drank and as soon as I drank he took a big gulp from it.
“So you ready to party?”
We arrived at Paul’s house which of course was a very different one from the one I knew in middle school. This one was twice the size and very elegant looking. People rumored that he had this house all to himself but no one knew because he would say that it wasn’t true. The doors were wide open and the music was blasting from the inside. I grabbed on to Devin’s arm as we entered and I could tell he didn’t have a problem with it. As soon as I was in the house everyone stared at me especially the guys; the popular ones. I found a table where there were drinks of all sorts so I poured me some pink lemonade and made Devin pour some Vodka in it.
“Stay here.” I yelled over the music. He obeyed and I went off to try to find Paul and Destiny I was still a vengeful person and I didn’t like how Destiny grinned at me every time I go by her and Paul. To me it was like a ‘he’s mine now’ type of grin and of course I wanted to get back for that. I found Paul standing on a staircase that made one big curve toward the second floor. I quickly ran up to him and noticed how his eyes popped when he saw me.
“Well you look…” he looked at me from head to toe “…how do I put it without destiny getting mad?...umm… you look …hot!” I gave a big smile because this is exactly what I wanted him to say and at exactly the moment because destiny was one step up the stairs behind him by the time he finished the sentence. Destiny… she always looked like a little girl, especially now with that silly knee length green dress and two inch heels and her hair was pinned back at the front how she wears it on the daily.
“You do look nice tonight, Rhiannon.” There was fury in her face and embarrassment in Paul’s.
“Thanks to both of you! Destiny, did you get my birthday gift?”
“Yes it was delivered today, thank you Rhiannon.” I smiled a small taunting smile back at her.
“Your dress looks beautiful Destiny!” I hope she noticed I said her dress not her.
“Well I’ll be going back down I have my date waiting for me.”
“Sounds good” Said Paul “Who’s your date?”
“Devin.” I smiled one last time at him and headed down the stairs. I went to the drinks and there Devin was obediently waiting for me.
“Wanna dance?” I asked seductively as a grinding song came on. He smiled wildly and said “yes.”
It was way past one in the morning when I was finally tired of dancing so I asked to get and sit for several minutes. Devin being the suck up he is went to fetch me a drink and a familiar looking buff brunette guy came along and asked me to dance. I refused giving him my excuse that I was tired and to my misfortune he became violent. He grabbed my arm tightly forcing me up
“You have ignored me for way too long Rhiannon; it’s not going to happen again.” He started hauling me toward the dance floor.
“Let me go!” I yelled but it was no use. I didn’t even know this guy and for some reason he was manhandling me.
“Let her go!” Someone yelled. I didn’t realize it was Paul until I stopped trying to pry the guy’s fingers off my arm.
“Who’s make me chump?”
“I will.” Answered a chorus of deep voices the ones I recognized were Carson’s, Devin’s, Paul’s, and of course Paul’s father. That was followed by a chorus of whines from high pitched voices and I would’ve laughed if it weren’t for the fact that my arm seemed to be getting purple by tightness of the guy’s hand on my arm.
“Let her go now!” yelled Mark.
“Jerrel let go of Rhiannon.” Said Paul trying to keep his voice calm and it was only then I noticed that the music had been turned off.
“Jerrel? Get out of here you idiot!” It was Destiny, was she really trying to help me? “you’re going back up to New York, I am not dealing with you this entire year!” the guy let go of my arm but quickly pushed me violently toward Devin. Devin was quick to break my fall and it was only then when I turned to take a good look at him, only then I understood why he was so familiar. He was in the football team for the high school I used to go to up in New York. I would always tease him and make him beg for me too even look at him. Jerrel pushed through the crowd to get out but was met by four policemen outside the door. He was handcuffed and taken to jail for the night and the DJ resumed to blast the music.
“Rhiannon I am so sorry for my cousin’s behavior.” Destiny apologized. I was immediately shocked by the new of them being related.
“He’s your cousin?”
“Unfortunately. I’m sorry for what he did.”
“No, don’t worry about it Destiny I guess it was kind of my fault. I’m sorry for causing trouble at your birthday party, I’ll be leaving already.”
“No! You can stay, it wasn’t your fault don’t worry about it…”
“I have to go anyway Destiny.”
“Are you sure you can’t stay?” I nodded and told Devin to get me out of there.
Once in the limo Devin asked me if I was ok and I nodded, I didn’t want him to worry too much and catch feelings for me. I’m not the kind of girl that a man would want to take home to his mother because then she would be scared I’d sleep with his father.
“You should just lay down girl and rest a little. You can dance really good though.”
I laughed and said thanks as I began to lay down on the seat.” There was a moment of silence before Devin started talking again.
“Are you sure you want to go home? I mean we could chill at my house since my parents are out for the night.”
“Why are they not going to be there?”
“They like to have their alone time but not in the house. I guess my mom’s a screamer.” I started giggling.
“And are we going to drink?”
“Only if you want to.”
“Ok.” He moved up to the window and gave the driver his address and as soon as he was done he closed the window that separated the driver from the seats. He didn’t go back to where he was sitting instead I felt him move to sit beside my feet
“Do you want me to take off your shoes? They look pretty uncomfortable.”
“….no. They’re actually more comfortable than you think. But for god’s sake can you massage my calves? They hurt like hell.”
“Sure thing.” I heard the excitement in his voice. Only a fool wouldn’t be able to recognize it. I felt him go up to massage my legs and his hands felt so good that I wanted to tell him to go up higher. He took his hands off of me and mad some ruffling sound. I lifted my head to see him taking his jacket off and I let my head drop to see the limo ceiling. Suddenly he was on top of me between my legs and an inch away from my lips.
“Whoa, there cow boy.” I said in a small voice. “What do you think you’re doing?” Obviously I knew what he was doing, or what he was trying to do. His erection pressed against my stomach was giving me a good clue about it.
“Rhiannon you know I want you so bad, please don’t make me beg.” He whispered and then locked his lips on mine. He was such a good kisser so I didn’t refuse. I felt him caressing my leg as he moved down to kiss my neck. Devin poked his head up when we felt the limo come to a stop.
“Fucking shit.” He muttered.
“Nothing, were at my house already.” As he got off of me the limo driver opened the door and helped us both out. Devin gave the limo driver a fifty dollar tip and led me into his house as fast as he could.
“Nice house.” I said standing in the foyer. “I love the high ceiling foyer.” I stared at the rest of the house in the darkness.
“Come here.” He said taking my hand and leading me into a room under the stairs. He turned on the light and I saw an oak desk with a bookshelf behind it. There were many portraits of an elderly looking man and a family portrait as well.
“So, let’s get this party started. Where’s the Vodka?” Devin smiled mischievously and went to the bookshelf behind the desk. He pulled out three books and shortly after pulled out a piece of wood that looked like the type of wood the shelf was made of. He punched in a pin and then there was a click. He slid the bookshelf to the left and behind was another shelf but this one was filled with bottles of different types of liquor.
“So which one do you want?” I got closer and looked at all the labels and finally picked out a bottle of whiskey. He slid the bookshelf back in place, pressed a button on the bookshelf and waited for another click. Then he put the panel back on at the back of the bookshelf and slid the three books back in.
“Here.” He said screwing the top off the bottle while it was still in my hands. Some whisky got on my chest due to the movement while he was opening it. He turned on the music on some stereo I hadn’t noticed sitting in the back of the room and soon got back to where I was. He wrapped his arms around my waist hugging me tight against his body and he began sucking on the whiskey that had gotten on my chest. I kept drinking the whiskey out of the bottle until he pulled it away, took a sip and then kissed me fervently. Devin picked me up straddling me on his waist and sat me down on the desk. He began kissing me again and this time he caressed my legs pulling my dress up to my waist. I felt the cold desk through my lace under wear but I ignored it. He squeezed my ass so hard it turned me on. Devin quickly backed away looking sorry.
“What?” I asked.
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
“Devin if you want it, I want it.” Devin’s face lit up brightly at my answer. “I only have one question though.”
“What is it?”
“You see I’ve never had sex with a blonde and, well I just wanted to know if the carpet matches the curtains?”
“Girl I don’t have carpet.”
“Just hardwood.” We both laughed and instantly my breasts were uncovered and he put his mouth on one of them in a flash and a hand on the other. He reached his free hand into my panties to rub my clit. He must be a professional because the way he did it made me want to come right away so to avoid that I got off the desk and on my knees. I quickly unbuckled his pants and dropped them loose onto the ground and found out that he was wearing nothing under.
“This is awesome. I have the hottest girl in school sucking my dick.” He grabbed a handful of my hair and pushed my head back and forth rapidly making his dick go in and out of my mouth. After a few minutes of it he let go of me and helped me back up.
“I don’t want to cum just yet.”
“Smart boy.” Devin sat me back on the desk and made me lay back on it. I felt him slip my underwear off and then I felt the glorious wetness of his tongue on my pussy followed by a finger on my clit. His tongue moved up to my clit as I felt a finger go in me and the back out repeatedly. He got faster and faster making my eyes water with pleasure and to my disappointment he stopped.
“Don’t get mad it’s about to get better babe.” Instead of his finger I felt something much bigger go in me and it felt great. He went faster and faster and I screamed louder and louder.
“oh my god, Devin! If I would’ve known you fuck this good I would’ve rode you like a motherfucker the day I met you! Oh stuff my with that cock!”
“You like that? This is why I told you not to make me beg.” I kept screaming as he pleased me to the point of tears of pleasure and just when I was about to come he stopped.
“No! Don’t stop! Give me more!” He laughed pleased with my desire for more but he pulled me off the table turned me around and made me lean on the table.
“Have you ever done it anal?”
“No! Don’t go there Devin.”
“Why? It’s good to always try out new things isn’t it?”
“Fine.” He flicked his dick up and down my ass and when he noticed my desperation he stuffed it back in me. The table shook, I screamed and he fucked me for what seemed like hours before he decided to throw me over his shoulder and carry me upstairs to his room. He laid on his bed and I quickly got on top of his dick riding him wildly like a horse. He flipped me onto the bed upside down and got on top. I laid still trying to figure out what he was going to do when I felt a wet finger go into my asshole.
“Devin! I said don’t go there!” After all it was the only type of virginity I had left and I wanted to protect it.
“Ok! Ok!” I noticed he was mad because now his thrusts were hard and uncaring. He went on and on making me scream. Soon he lost his anger and did it more smoothly and somehow he kept me screaming the entire night.
“Oh my god I’m about to come!” I yelled. He began going faster which let me know he was about to cum as well. I heard his breath agitated and I told him to just go ahead and cum. I felt a rough squirt inside of me which surprised me because I thought he had a condom on. After all the squirts were done he laid limp on top of me with his dick still inside me.
“Devin get off of me you’re heavy.” He made no move so I made the effort and pushed him off of me only he fell to the ground. I laughed so hard but I didn’t see him twitch or make any kind of movement.
“Devin, come on stop playing. Get up.” Devin didn’t get up so I got off the bed and looked at him expecting him to jump up and try to scare me. I smacked him a few times and he still didn’t move so I started worrying. I tried to remember what had been taught in health class and where to check for a pulse. I put my fingers on his throat looking for a pulse but I found none. I must be doing it wrong. I tried the wrist and still nothing.
“Devin wake up, oh god please don’t be dead. I wrapped his blankets around my body and went downstairs with hot tears streaming down my face and my heart racing. I busted into the office and searched franticly for my clutch to get my phone.
“Fuck!” I yelled remembering that it was in the limo. I found a phone on the desk and I immediately dialed 911.
“911 state your emergency.”
“Listen I need an ambulance, my friend is laying on the floor and he’s not moving.”
“Miss I need you to calm down and give me the address.”
“I don’t know it!” I yelled failing to keep calm. I had never experienced a death and I was hoping I wouldn’t right now.
“Ok stay on the line.” Thirty seconds later she responded. “an ambulance is on its way there.”
“Hurry please!” I wiped my tears off with the sheets that were wrapped around me and waited at the door and a minute later there was an ambulance outside. I swung the door open and the paramedics rushed in after me. I led them to where Devin was and the first thing they did was check his pulse.
“He has no pulse” Yelled a paramedic. They immediately began performing CPR on Devin and they made me walk out of the room. I sat down on the stairs waiting, wishing, hoping, and thinking that Devin would be alive. Several minutes later the paramedics came out of the room carrying Devin on a stretcher I stood up hopeful.
“Is he ok?”
“I’m sorry miss; there was nothing more we could do.”
“No, please tell me that’s not true.” I curled myself into a tight ball on the stairs bawling like a baby until a police man came and sat beside me.
“I’m sorry miss but you have to go with us to the station for questioning.”
I nodded and said “Ok, just let me put my clothes on.” I went back in the room and found my dress on the floor. I violently tossed the sheets at the bed and slipped on my dress and took my heels on my hands.
I went out of the house where a blue ford was pulling up. An older looking lady jumped out of the car immediately and began asking what happened. Once she was informed of Devin’s death she broke down into tears and let herself drop to the floor.
“No! My baby can’t be dead!” I walked up to the police car and was about to get into it when the woman began yelling at me.
“What did you do to him? Why did you kill my boy?”
“I didn’t mean to.” I blubbered through my tears. Devin’s mom ran towards me and the police man quickly got between us.
“Get in the car.” He yelled over the woman’s loud cursing.
“What were you doing with him?”
“I think it’s pretty obvious,” I wiped my nose with a tissue I was given “we were having sex. Devin, he liked me and I liked him.”
“What happened at the moment of his death?”
Fresh new hot tears poured from my eyes as I remembered. “Nothing. We were just finishing up and when he… you know… he just went limp on top of me so I pushed him off and when he fell to the floor and didn’t make a sound I wondered what happened. At first I thought he was playing but I tried to check his pulse and when I didn’t find one I called as fast as I could.”
“Right, see Devin’s mother just informed us that last year Devin had a tumor that was close to his heart and his heart was being crushed by the tumor as it grew. By the time the doctors took out the tumor Devin’s heart was weakened and he couldn’t take much agitation.”
“So…the sex killed him?”
“Yes, it gave him a heart attack.”
“Oh god! He’d be alive if it weren’t for me.” I cried.
“The parents want to talk with you.” I nodded and he left the interrogation room. Soon Devin’s parents entered the room. His mother’s eyes were swollen and his father’s were red.
“Were you Devin’s girlfriend?” His mother asked. I stayed silent for a minute trying to figure out how to answer that question.
“In a way yes…but it wasn’t official. We were always together,” I didn’t mention that it was because he followed me everywhere like a dog “we kissed and he liked me and I liked him.”
Devin’s father answered this time “Well, I get the comfort that at least he died happy and beside the girl he loved.” Loved… what an easy word but it had lost its meaning to me a long time ago. I nodded and wiped the tears off of my face.
“We’re not pressing charges against you Rhiannon because I know my boy would’ve despised me if I did.” She stared intently at me “did you use protection with my son?” I nodded. I didn’t want them to know that we didn’t and that I had the possibility of being pregnant of their only son who was now dead. I knew they would want me to have the kid and that they would want to help with the raising of the child.
“My only son dies having sex and he couldn’t even get the girl pregnant so that he could leave us a piece of him.” She whispered wiping her boogers.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t want this to happen. I honestly didn’t know about Devin’s heart condition; if I would’ve known I wouldn’t have done anything with him.”
“He knew the risks” she said “the doctor had clearly told him that he needed years to recover. It’s why he was pulled out of the football team. Football was his passion and he played it anyway. It wasn’t for the school, it was just for fun and he could stop whenever he wanted to. The doctor had also told him that big impressions or hard work would affect him. Therefore he had to quit his job at a hardware store and his ex-girlfriend left him because he couldn’t have any more sex. He never wanted to listen and he always knew what he was getting into. Now, Rhiannon I want to tell you that if by some chance you get pregnant from this time you will have all of our support and we would be more than glad to help.”
“Thank you, but I know I’m not pregnant. I have to get home.” I got up and left the room. An officer was waiting outside of the door.
“Ma’am do you need a ride home?” I nodded.
“Yes please.” A fresh wave of tears streamed down my face. When I got home Eleanor wanted to fight she kept yelling at me to tell her where I had been. I ignored her leaving her yelling at the empty living room and I went up to my bedroom. I took a hot shower, got in my pajamas and cried myself to sleep. Like when my father was put in the asylum, like when my mother kicked Pearl out of the house, just like when I was raped at twelve years old.