just pushed him towards another girl. I turned back to the screen when I heard the little ding.
Jake: Did Kent make his move yet?
I stared at the screen for a moment and then glanced at Kent, still very much ignoring me, and then looked back to the blinking cursor waiting for my response.
Elly : No.
Chapter Three
KENT
I exhaled slowly as I lay on my bed, staring up at the ceiling. Elly had made me so angry earlier. I'd done everything I could to make her birthday great and what did she do? She went on the computer to talk to that idiot.
Despite my offer to sleep on the couch downstairs she still chose to go home. Not that I could blame her after I'd thrown Amanda Holloway's fake number in her face. I didn't know why I'd done that either.
I rolled over after punching my pillow. It didn't matter. She could see and talk to whoever she wanted. It wasn't like I had any claim on her. She was just my friend. Why did it even bug me so much?
I closed my eyes tightly and tried to get some sleep. After ten minutes of listening to myself breathe, I rolled onto my back again.
Summer. Sprinklers. Zelda. Star Wars. Hans Solo. Yoda. Green. Grass. Making out in the grass. Making out in a pool. Boobs.
I rolled over onto my side again.
Stop it! Go to sleep. Sleep, damnit!
I closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep but it just wasn't friggin' coming.
I grumbled to myself as I got out of bed.
My eyes darted between my computer and my TV.
Video games or porn... video games or porn...
My hands twitched, they wanted the plastic controller. My dick, however...
I looked down at it and shook my head as I whispered to it. "What am I going to do with you? You've been out of control. You've been popping up at the least opportune moments. And around Elly?"
Talking about Elly, thinking about her, only made me angry again. The tightness faded and I turned on the TV. Video games it was. Anything to take my mind off of her.
Sometime between defeating the blackish blue beast and jumping over some cave mummies I fell asleep.
I started when a knock pounded on my door. Groggy I rubbed my face. "Yeah?" My voice sounded like shit in the morning.
"Kent, it's eleven am. Get up!"
I groaned at my mother's words. I didn't want to get up. "Okay, mom!" I heard her footsteps retreat as I climbed onto my bed. I was still extremely tired, but my dick was ready for some attention. I groaned again and tried to ignore it but it just stayed there, like a large sword in my boxers. "Fine," I grumbled and rolled out of bed. I snatched a sock from my dresser and then slid back into the still warm sheets.
I laid on my back and started to stroke myself with my eyes closed. I saw Elly, bent over, in my mind and I quickly shook the thought away. No. Jesus. And then a mini movie played, I imagined the big-breasted porn star doing dirty things to me. I was so lost in the moment that I didn't hear the door open.
"KENT! OH MY GOD!" Elly's voice shrieked and bounced off the walls. Quickly I rolled over, trying to hide myself.
"Elly! Get out of here! What are you-- you can't just walk into a man's room uninvited!"
She giggled, her back to me now, and I felt shame color my face. Why was she laughing? Was it small? I threw the sock away from me and pulled my boxers up. I quickly hopped off the bed and grabbed a pair of sweatpants, pulling them on too. I wanted to ask her what was so funny but I didn't want to know if she really was laughing at my size.
"What are you doing here, anyway?"
"I, um, I just wanted to know if you wanted to... " She burst into a fit of giggles again. The shame buried me deeper.
"Whatever it was, the answer is no." I stepped around her and went down the hall into the bathroom, slamming the door behind me.
I couldn't have her laughing at me, it hurt too much. She saw me...doing that. Oh Jesus, how was I going to be able to look her in the face again? I turned on the shower and got in while it was still cold.