(((( authors note..alrighty guys..this chapter is completely RATED R..as much as I dont like the reason I put it in here..it needs to be here..it goes right in with the story line..if your "young" or you dont want to read it..skip right to chap 20..okie? thankies.. ))))
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I sat up in my bed, tears clouding my eyes like they have been for the past two days. The phone was ringing, and I knew it was my school calling to see why I wasn't attending. After it stopped, I reached over and dialed Taylor's number. It rang once, and I hung up. I sighed and pressed redial. It rang twice again, and Isaac picked up.
"I knew it was you, what's up?" Ike asked. We set up a code that I was to let the phone ring once, hang up, and let it ring twice. Isaac or Zac picked up the phone, acting as if it were Ilana or Kerri on the line.
"Can you do me a big favor?" I asked. I heard Taylor and Zac's voice in the background. I was soo mad at Zac it wasn't funny.
"Sure Lana," that was a sign that his parents were near by, somewhere in hearing distance. "What do you want?"
"Call my school for me okay? They keep calling, and if a parent our guardian doesn't call by 10:00 they'll come here.." I said to him, tears choking my voice. Isaac sighed.
"Hey," he whispered, then sighed with relief, "Amanda c'mon, don't start crying on me again. I'll call your school right now, okay? If they call again, pick up the phone okay?"
"No," I almost shouted, "I can't pick up the phone, what if they're calling to speak to you?"
"Fine, listen. If I need to call you, I'll ring once, hang up, and ring twice, hang up, then I'll page you and call again. Okay?" he asked. I smiled, blowing my nose on my tissue.
"Why don't you page me with 15, and call me 15 seconds afterwards? Thank's Ike. I really appreciate it."
"Okay, hey, Tay wants to," he paused as I heard his parents call him, "know if your feeling any better Ilana? Oh really? That's why you aren't in school." he said, almost as if he was having a real conversation with his girlfriend.
"Isaac. Take Taylor and go pick some stuff up at the grocery market, will you? Your mother is taking the kids to the mall, and I'll be out with Zac. Where going to get his hair trimmed okay? Here's the list, along with $40.00, spend $5 on something for the both of you. Thanks boys." Mr. Hanson said, calling to Zac and then I heard him shut the door. I sighed.
"Oh guys, can I go? Please? Ike, I really need to see him." I said, jumping out of my bed. "I'll get in the shower now, and I'll slip some clothes on and meet you down at 'WestSide Tulsa Market' okay?" I asked. Isaac smiled, I knew he was.
"Okay. We should be down there in about 15 minutes, Taylor just jumped in the shower. Bring money, coz I think mom has Mr. Berkly watching to see if we have an secret meetings. Act surprised, and don't kiss or touch Tay until I give the," he paused as I heard his father knock on the door, "I'm going to the market now babe, want me to get you anything? A magazine? Sure. Later." he hung up. I felt sorta confused, but then I dropped the phone on my bathroom counter, grabbed a light lilac tube top and a deep purple skirt. The kind that looks as if it's too short for someone with long legs. I practically ripped my pajama's off before I dove into the shower. The water was ice cold as I shaved under my arms (just to be safe! lol), and washed my hair and face. I sighed angrily as I ran the razor over my legs just incase I had stubs. I hate stubs. My orange and blue pager went off, because I heard it beep from inside the pocket of my pajamas. "Yeah yeah babe, I'm comin I'm comin." I practically sang. I splashed 'Love's Baby Soft' perfume over me before I turned off the shower. That's how weird I am, I keep perfume in the bathroom to make it and myself smell good. If I spray it on me, it speps into my skin and I smell like it for hours after. I smiled brightly, as I dried myself off quickly and slipped on my outfit. I ran a comb through my hair, and I put curls into my wet hair. I grabbed a hair-dryer, turned it on high, and stood impatiently as I dried my curling hair. I frantically pulled the curlers out of my, when my pager went off. My fingers were tangled into my hair, so I leaned down and with my nose, I cornered the pager against the wall near my counter mirror. I bit down on the button slightly, before I pulled my hands free. It read 84-37. I raised my eye brow as I flipped my hair and pinned some crazy curls down with silver gemmed bobbie pins. 84-37. I thought, as I pulled on my heels and ran downstairs into my garage. "Oh!" I laughed as I grabbed my bike and peddled down the driveway. 84 means Come and 37 means On. Come on. "I'm coming, I'm coming!" I sighed, peddling up hill. I peaked the hill and turned left, dodging my school by six blocks. I glanced at my watch as I easily glided down hill. "Shit." I groaned. I'm ten minutes late. I decided to pick up speed, so I peddled down the hill. I was almost past my "exit" before I realized I was suppose to head right slightly. I'm too far down from the school, so no one was around except busy parents. All of which, I noticed were watching me closely. I eased right, but too quickly. I swirved quite wildly, before myself and the bike tipped. I fell, skidding my knee. It burned and I cried out in grief. I sighed, realizing I was close to the store. It was four houses away from me. I stood up, wincing as I bent my knee. My bike was totalled, so I kicked to the side of the road and started to walk. I didn't even realize I was bleeding, atleast not until I approached the store entrance.
I saw Isaac, and he practically ran to my side. "What happened to you?" he asked, his arm around my waist, as if I needed to be supported.
"I almost missed the turn, and I was going to fast down the hill, so when I turned I totalled my bike." I said, smiling.
"And you knee. Why didn't you just rollerblade?" Taylor asked, gawking at me. He stepped close to me, and Ike shot him a glance. I felt like crying when I smelled Taylor's colonge as he backed off. His body heat rose, and he looked at me, his blue eyes turning a shiny crystal color.
"Come on, I'll buy you some bandades." Isaac laughed, while Taylor help the door open for me and his brother to pass by easily. Just before we entered the store, I felt Taylor's warm fingertips graze the arch in my back. My knees went weak, and his brother tightened his grip. "Go get the bandades before you get all three of us in trouble!" Ike whispered harshly to Tay, as he guided me to seat in the make-up section. I looked at myself in the mirror, making sure I didn't look to screwed up. My hair was still perfect, too bad I could say the same for my knee. I smiled to myself, as I was forced to sit down. Isaac was some strong, I finally realized. Never in my years of knowing him, have I ever been weaker than him. The thought made me want to laugh. I'm 15 years old, and I'm being cared for by a Hanson, yet when I was younger and didn't know how to even open a bandade, I was always the one caring to their scars, scrapes and bruises.
"You okay anywhere else? No broken bones?" Taylor whispered, as he handed Isaac a hot pink bandade case. I looked up Tay, feeling small compared to him.
"No, I'm fine. Just alittle shaken. Too bad I can't say the same for my bike." I said. "That was my favorite bike! It was my new one too." I laughed. It was my brand new, just bought silver and yellow moutain bike. I shook my head slightly, as I watched silently as Isaac knelt down infront of me. For a second I thought he could see up my skirt, but I pushed that thought away. C'mon, this is Isaac we're talking about here, I thought. I winced, feeling his breath on my cut. It burned, but cooled instantly. "Hey...guys.." I started, but stopped when Isaac glanced at me, carefully licking his thumb and rubbing it over my cut. I faught the urge to scream and beat him away. I noticed Taylor wince when I flinched as Ike blew on my cut again. I was starting to lose my patience, and I told Isaac to hurry up.
"Hey, the faster we get this done, the faster we can shop, the faster we can get out of here." Taylor urged his brother on. Isaac looked at him, and sighed. He started to get up, and just before he reached for me, he patted my thigh. I ignored the gesture, and stood up.
"Give me both of your shopping lists, and your money Amanda. I'll get what we need," his voice fell soft, as he pulled Taylor and I closer to each other, "you to go sneak behind the store. I'll come out, and you'll hear me, alright?" I quickly agreed, so did Taylor. "Manz, you go out first. Then Tay you'll follow, after we give a little perfected skit I just came up with, alright?" Taylor and I nodded. I thanked Isaac and then I hurried out of the store after I gave him my money and my "list". I realized, now, as I stepped into the of the store, that my list included the needs of pads, toilet paper, and tampons, along with a large supply of midol.
I laughed as I sat quietly back against a tree. The entire back of the store was thick woods. Even tough it was fall, and I was wearing purple, you wouldn't be able to see me until you were directly sitting next to me. I smiled, and waited.
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Taylor slammed down the box of tampons that Isaac had handed him, and stood tall over his brother. "Don't tell me what to do Isaac. I'm through with your shit. I'm going home." He winked, kicked the tampons and walked down the isle.
"Fine! I don't care! I'll have all the tampons to myself alright! See if I care!" Isaac 'yelled' after his brother. "The things I do for you Taylor, the things I do." he whispered as he reached down and picked up the tampons, laughing.
"All the tampons to yourself? Gee Ike, don't you think I might need some of those?" Ilana stepped out from lower down the isle. Isaac jumped.
"Oh shit, oh ugh,.. I mean, not all of 'em..they..ugh..they aren't even for me...there for..oh ugh shit..um..there for Amanda..." he stumbled.
"I know, hey want some help?" Lana laughed, taking the tampons and midol from Isaac. "I'll check these out for you...save you the embrassment." she teased.
"Gee, thanks." Ike remarked sarcastically.
~ - ~ *** ~ - ~ I saw Taylor come out from behind the front of the store. "Psst, Tay over here!" I whispered to him. "Our spot." I told him, since he couldn't see me, but I could see him as he moved to the opposite side of the forest. Taylor stepped into the clearing about 15 feet right of me. I called to him, and he came toward me.
"Are you really okay? Are you sure you didn't hurt your arm or anything?" he asked, as he sat next to me on a large rock. I laughed softly, and entwined his fingers with mine.
"I'm fine....," I trailed off looking up at him, "this sucks Tay, why can't they just see we weren't do anything?" I asked him, knowing he didn't know the answer.
"But what if we were though? What if that had happened, then where would we be?" he asked. A question I've been thinking about for atleast 55 minutes out of every hour.
"We would be here. Okay, wait. Let's forget this happened, okay?"
"Okay, so...", Taylor trailed off, completely blanked out. I turned toward him, and tilted my head to his, kissing him. My hands feel onto his lap, and his hands rested against my lower back. I kissed him the way I've been waiting days for to kiss him. His breath was hot on my face, and when I finally brought myself to open my mouth to him, someone tapped my shoulder. I practically jumped out of my skin. Taylor opened his eyes, and we both saw Ilana and Isaac standing above us.
"Don't look so sad you guys," Lana laughed, "Ike and I came up with an idea. Your coming to my house, okay? This way your in no one's territory but mine., you can't get in trouble for something you didn't do..remember that."
"Yeah c'mon guys." Isaac teased, reaching his bagged arm out to help me up. I waved it away and stood up.
"You live pretty close to here right? We'll get in trouble if we're seen together.," I said referring to Taylor and I.
"I know, thats why me and you are going the obvious way to my house. This way if anyone sees us, they can report to the Hanson household telling them you were spotted without a Hanson family member. The boys are going to walk through these woods, and they'll sneak into my garage, I'll keep it open to the woods, so they can make a clean run, okay? Is the plan clear?" Ilana asked. Taylor thanked her as he stood up. I laughed, hugging her quickly.
"Thanks so much Lan...thank you!" I laughed. I made sure that when we walked out of the woods, I was caring some bags, and keeping a safe distance away from Ilana. I've been scared to be seen with her, why? Because news around my neighborhood is that she got caught making out with Kendra Johnson, a close friend of my late father. "Hey Lana?...." I whispered, as we turned onto her street.
"Yeah chick?" she asked, looking at me. Her eyes ran up and down my body, and I had to fight the urge to shiver and run away. Taylor, think Taylor, I told myself.
"Oh...um...thanks for what your...um..ya know,..doing for me." Shit, yea Mand, nice cover, great save! I teased myself, laughing horridly.
"You already thanked me, look there's the boys, c'mon chick, clean run!" She tilted her head toward her house and we both ran, laughing the whole way.
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Three minutes later, I was locked into Lana's unfamiliar room. I've never been to her house before, and I thought to myself I should be scared. But, as I turned my head right and saw Taylor, I knew I was safe and protected from any harm for the time being. My hands started to tremble, and I wondered how I could hold all this raw passion inside me anymore.
"What's the matter?" Taylor asked me, sitting down on her bed. Sex, I wanted to scream to him, its all about sex. My body ached to feel him, to kiss and to touch him. My lips burned to feel his, my skin itched to be touched, and I was getting this warm fuzzy feeling at the pit of my stomach that made me want to shake. I had to force my knees to bend as I kneeled down in front of him. He was sitting on Ilana's bed, his hands resting comfortably on his knees. I leaned back so I was sitting on my calves and resting on my heels. I looked up at him, and saw the emotion and passion in his crystal eyes. I wanted to cry, and I knew I probably would at one point or the other. "Amanda, what's wrong?" he asked again, this time his tone was softer, and more caring. I shrugged as I watched him take my hands and pull me up to my feet. "Hey...c'mon, whats up?" he whispered to me, as he sat me down on the bed. I shrugged again, this time slightly so he wouldn't really notice as much, while he brought our faces together. I couldn't resist., so I kissed him, my tongue entering his mouth the moment our hot, wet lips met. As soon as he started to take lead, I pulled away.
"Okay. Enough with this. I'm going nuts Taylor, I honestly am." I said, my whole body slumping.
"Why?" he asked, stroking my cheek with his thumb.
"What happened if we were having sex huh? What if it wasn't all an act, I know damn well I wanted it deep inside, and you did too., are we just going to let "our" parents run whatever sex life we have. C'mon, listen to this okay? Don't get freaked," I paused, and he frantically nodded, "When I was lying next to you, I had to fight so hard not to touch you, to kiss every inch of you...and I was trying to act as if I didn't want you to see me, like the shirt ordeal. I was more then happy to whip my clothes off for you." I felt my face burn, and my knees tremble as I continued, "Everyday since I felt your body against mine I've dreamed and waited for this moment and what and how I was going to do you and all....now what am I going to do? Sit around and think of the fact that we're too young, we're to irresponsible, we're inexpericed, we're children who don't know what love is.-"
"Shut up, and lay down." Taylor said to me, touching me right under my chest and lowering me. I waited to see what I was going to do, as I felt him place his right leg over my legs. His whole right side was placed against mine. "Am I too heavy?" he asked, his face coming into clear view. I shook my head. "Listen to me now," he began, as he ran one finger across the top of my tube-top., his fingertip bearly brushing my skin. "We aren't to young, we aren't irresponsible, we aren't that inexperiened, and we aren't children, and we do know what love is okay?" he said, looking down at me. I took his hand that was touching my shirt, and I drew it to my lips. I kissed each fingertip softly, then I brushed my mouth just over the palm of his hand befor I lowered it to the side of my left chest, his pink leaning against my arm. I felt my nipple harden against his palm and I started to fidget. Taylor leaned down and we kissed again, our tongues having their own intercourse. I shifted slightly, and he pushed himself up onto me. His body completely covering mine. His grip on my breast tightly slightly, and I moaned for him. It sort of hurt, since being the first time I was ever touched by anyone I loved. (Duncan not counting..yuck!) "Are you okay?" Taylor questioned against my mouth. I lowered my head and licked at his throat. He took his hand away from my chest and sat up slightly. He slowly pulled off his navy blue Old Navy shirt, and for the first time, I stopped in awe. His ads were rock, and as he started to lower onto me once again I pushed him up so he was sort of sitting on me. I brought my lips to his belly-bottom, and grazed it over with my tongue before I continued to kiss his entire front region. When I brought my mouth quickly over his nipple, I grazed it with my tongue only to hear a rewarding moan for Taylor. I stroked it three more times before I leaned up, pulling at my shirt. He grabbed my hands and told me to stop.
"Why?" I asked, breathless. He kissed my bottom lip softly, before he brought my hands to my sides. He gripped the side of my tubetop and slowly brought it up over my body. I thought instantly that my strap-less bra was a disspointment, but was proven wrong when he brought his mouth the my half exposed chest. He kissed it quickly, and then I brought his hands up to my chest before both of us worked together to take my bra off. Taylor dropped my shirt and bra to the side of the bed, and I brought his hand to my chest before he could even see my white flesh. His heart stopped, and he looked at me, then his hand and my average pink breast in his hand. "What's wrong?" I asked, starting to get selfconscious. He ran his thumb over my hardened nipple before leaning down and kissing me. Taylor pulled away and smiled.
"I've never seen anything more beautiful in my life," he gasped, kissing me again, as he moved both his hands to my waist. They rested at the rim of my skirt. I tilted my head back in pleasure as I felt his hot mouth cover my chest slowly, inch by inch, taking me over with his tongue with every stroke he made against me. I realized I was crying by the time his tongue touched my belly-button. I ran my hands down my body quickly, and I started to pull down on my skirt. He once again stopped me, whispered "Let me." Minutes later we were laying as one, and I cried once again. This was love.
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