Chapter 5

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{EDITED}

TW: Sexual activity (mastrubation)

Charles Barnes

She was sitting next to me in the passenger seat. The cold summer rain splashed against the car windows as I drove. I should definitely keep my eyes a hundred percent on the road but how could I when the woman I've always come to hate is sitting next to me as I didn't exist in her world.

Even if she took up half of mine.

Things I forget when she is near. Forget that she is my best friends' two year younger sister. Her clothes today didn't help. The big T-shirt she had cut in half exposed her thin waist, her booty pants that hugged her bump ass when she swayed her hips when she sprinted towards my car earlier. Maddisons hair up in a high ponytail was damp from the rain, making it look so much darker than it usually is.

Her warm brown eyes were locked on her phone that looked huge in her tiny hands. Around her scrolling thumb wrapped a thin silver ring of three small balls that she moved back and forth.

She had changed so much over the five years. She was still short but her brown hair was much longer even if it was up tied. Her waist was slimmer, her stomach flatter than I've ever seen; not even the skinny models walking around in Italy had the same slim body. The way her warm brown eyes that sparked when she came up with something stupid.

I hate her, but I can't say I haven't missed messing with her. Toying with her. We should be too old for that, too old to play around and hate on each other. But fuck it, I love it. Her silly comments on everything, her body language when she was trying to scare someone. Sometimes when she tries to scare me I just go with it even if I know exactly what was up her sleeve, just to see her happy face if she was having a bad day.

I still hate her.

As I drove the car into the parking lot outside the dance studio. The building was big and made of red bricks. There were only a few windows placed around randomly. It fitted in from where it was placed, just outside the town square where buildings looked older than what they do on the outside of town.

Maddison opened the door as soon as I stopped just outside the front door. The pouring rain from the sky hit her. After just a second outside the car she was drenched. The white cuttend T-shirt was clenching against her body, I could see the shape of the bra she was wearing; I wanted to take it off and see how her tits feel and fit my hands.

"When are you done?" I wondered when she was on her way to close the door without saying goodbye, rude. Her eyes looked shocked when I spoke. Probably since we didn't share a word with each other during the full fifteen minute drive.

"Two hours." Maddison answered while the rain fell on her back when she leaned forward a bit, almost enough for me to see the lines of her bra in the cleavage of her shirt.

"I'll come and get you then." Words flew out of my mouth. We had known each other for years, we always fought over everything. Now I offered her rides in my car like we where fucking best friends.

But I don't want to be her fucking friend.

"Fine. Don't be late."

"Bye bella <beautiful>" I said with a sheepish smile to see what she would do. Maddison closed the door and sprinted against the door into the building with her head low. She had her hand high in the air, giving me her middle finger while she swayed her hips when she sprinted towards the door.

Giving her bump ass one last look before she walked through the door. Letting my head fall to the steering wheel, I cursed knowing I shouldn't look at her that way. I acted was a fucking horny teenager who just learned what porn is.

•••

Walking into my room, the dark walls; no light except the grey clouds that filled the sky and let through a dim light that was enough with the big window that filled the wall opposite to my bed.

Leaving my clothes on the bathroom floor after I started the shower so it would be in the right temperature once I stepped in under the steam. Wanting to get her smell off me even if it would surround me once I picked her up again.

She was in my head already and I just got back from Italy where I have spent the last few years trying to get her out of my mind. Once she was out there was always something that reminded me of her, either it was just a silly comment from a friend or her name being mentioned.

She are always fucking there.

Thinking she would mature and grow up, she was always just a fucking child. She still is, her eighteenth birthday isn't until the thirty first October. She is a goddamn child with an amazing body from the day I met her for the first time.

That fucking ass, tighs and waist. Even her perky tits drove me crazy for not being able to touch and feel because I was so damn slow all those years ago and didn't take her first because I was a fucking idiot.

Punching my fist into the shower wall for letting her go deeper into my brain without her even doing anything. She just magicly was there in every corner, every second, every movement, every fucking where.

I fucking hate her.

Fisting my hard dick with my hand, wondering how she would feel if I fucked her from behind and see how her ass moved with every thrust. Moving my hand up and down, trying to imagne how she would take my cock if I fucked her more then in my imagination; which happened from time to time.

Would she cry? Would she moan? Would she scream? How would she want me to take her, in front or from behind? How does she taste? How does she act when she comes? Was she being loud as Trevor said she were or was it just another fucking lie from his mouth?

Hating that I never would know unless I stood outside her door when her boyfriend fucked her or she touched herself. Would she do it with her fingers or would she use a toy? If I ever stepped on the moment I would take notes as I was in class, making me ready for a test that would be channeled and all information to hell.

Moving my hand faster as I jerked my hips before I came harder than I ever have done without any help from a woman or from the dirtiest photo or video I could find. Not even the other imaginations could beat this time.

My legs were shaking when I turned off the cold water, leaning against the wall before I got the strength to walk out of the shower.

Wrapping a towel around my waist when I walked into my room to check if I got any messages from anyone. Only my black screen background was shown except for one notice from instagram. Without checking who it was before I pressed my finger against the notice, I ended up at the page of the girl I just jerked off with the dirty thought off; Maddison.

Dance videos filled most of her posts. Her bending in all different ways, all moving with the music.

I continued scrolling through her posts. The date on her post shocked me. I scrolled up one post then down, one year difference on the date.

The post before her one year gap was dated a week before I moved away from my childhood home.

Her body was like two different people. In the oldest was her thighs thicker, her waist less skinny while the one year difference was something that only happens after a true mind fuck. Her thighs were skinnier, so were her waist. The smile on her face as she hugged her boyfriend of lies never reached her eyes as they had done when she came up with something more stupid then the stupidest; morosis.

To fake it, to hate it, to live it, to pain it. She acted as if it was easy.

I closed my phone.

•••

I drove into the parking lot ten minutes earlier than I should've. The rain was still pouring from the clouded sky. Jumping out of the car and walking towards the orange building.

Dragging my hands through my damp hair when I got inside. "Can I help you?" The fake blonde haired receptionist said, looking up from her phone. Her eyes red from the weed that stank in the room.

"Where is Maddison Brooks?" I asked while looking around on the plain cream colored walls.

"You aren't Trevor..." Weed girl said with the tone of disappointment on her tongue.

This bitch also? He fucked her too? Because no way she knows Trevor from any other way. He had never stepped a foot inside this building as Max told me over the phone once. He was really pissed for him not picking her up from her dance class so Max needed to drop some important shit because she wouldn't walk home in the pouring rain.

"No, do you have a problem with that?"

"No." The lie was easy to spot from her high state. "You're welcome to watch the practice if the door is open but if it's locked you can come back here with me." Giving me a wink of her eye before looking back at her phone.

If it's locked I'll just just wait in the car.

•••

"Maddison, would you help me? You already know the steps." A guy's voice said, the same voice as I had heard in one of the dance videos she had posted on her Instagram.

"Sure." I could hear her shrugg from here.

I saw her walk up into the middle as I stood just inside the door with a couple of girls in front of me, giggling as they were watching porn for the first time and bringing their friends to watch it with them.

It looked like she wanted away once the music started, never looking him in the eyes while he touched her body, face, waist trying to make her look at him. Before they both melted into the dance. He lifted her, his hand on the inside of her thigh as they danced.

I felt myself grow, again. Also jealousy for the way he touches her. I ended up walking out before they finished and walked out through the door into the rain outside. Almost running to the car just so I was seated before she came outside in a few minutes.

After a while she came running against the car with her phone against her ear. Maddison opened the door and just waved as a 'hi' not able to take away her concentration from the call.

Her hair was wet and fell into the seat. I didn't care. I wanted to take it in my hand and pull it as I fucked her hard from behind. Still wondering if she is moaner or a screamer, maybe she is even quiet?

I will never know.

Her clothes were drenched in water. I could see her bra under the cuttend withe T-shirt. I didn't care if she never would be mine I just wanted to fuck her, feel my dick deep inside off her frame. Feel how she takes me, to see what sounds she makes.

"Yeah sure I can come home to you later, baby." I heard Maddison say from beside me as I started driving off. The last word sounded like a punishment from her lips as she spoke to her boyfriend.

It wasn't eavesdropping if the person is sitting next to you right?

"I'll be there in half an hour." She nodded at something he said on the other line. "Yeah sure. See you." Maddison pressed the red button on her phone before she laid it in her lap. Turning towards me, "Thanks for picking me up." It sounded as if she was even surprised that I actually picked her up.

Nodding short before I turned my gaze from the street in front of us and towards her. "Anytime." Giving her a small smile, trying to convince her it was no big deal even if I could've gotten stuff done instead of driving her around town because it was raining outside.

"What did you do while you waited? I don't wanna drag you away from anything important. If you have anything important you can just drop me off here and I'll walk." Maddison kept rambling while looking out through the window on the puddles laying over the streets and rain smashing on the windows.

Thinking about what I had done in the shower earlier, how my imagination had taken hard on me. "Nothing." I looked back at the street in front of us. The only thing I could hear was the rain going against the windows and racing the way down, her easy breathing that drove me nuts; wanting to crack a bad joke or annoy her because she made my fist feel better then ever, also to wanting her to stop thinking for a second.

Driving up to the street in front of her house, seeing her lift her ass from the leather seat to get out; making me semi hard and fight the temptation to touch it. "Did you get a bruise?" Maddison turned around and looked at me as I had asked the most irrelevant question she ever heard. "From Trevor."

Maddison looked around on the empty street around us, towering so her back got hit by most of the rain and giving me a good show of her cleavage that I desperately wanted to look down in again but swallowing the urg when I knew I couldn't look away from her gaze without looking like a perv. "No." She shook her head before continuing. "You wanna come in? Mom would kick me out if I didn't ask after you helped me out." Maddison gave me a half hearted smile.

"Later. Your mom found out my parents are traveling so I'm going home to get my stuff." I answered while looking away from her, laying my forearm over my crotch to keep it from showing.

"So no one is at your house?"

"No, it's empty. Why are you asking?"

"No reason." Without any type of goodbye more than that, she closed the door from letting more rain into my car.

Driving off before she even got to the door to fight the resistance of wanting her body to move when she walked. How her hips swayed, her hair tubing against her back when she walked.

I drove off.

I need to get myself together. I was here to spend time with Max, no one else, not even Maddison even if I wanted her to answer all my questions one way or another. Even if the only way to find out my questions were by standing outside her room until she did something or someone did it on her.

I was going to have my notebook ready if the time comes.

Author's Note

This man is horny asf.

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