Broken Frames, Torn Pictures Chapter 11

“That means I can kiss you whenever I want…” I paused, realizing what I had said. “Well, not whenever I want because, of course, you gotta be okay with it, but if I wanted to kiss you and you-“

“Just kiss me.”

I leaned forward and our lips met. It seemed better than the first time. Maybe because we were together longer now. Or maybe I’m just delusional. Regardless, when we broke apart, I said, “I kinda feel like a pussy.”

Thalassa cocked her head to the side. “Why? Well, I have an idea, but I want to hear it from you.”

“In all the other relationships I’ve seen, couples don’t ask if they can kiss each other. They just do it. But I don’t want to go in to kiss you and you not want to kiss me. That’s just… embarrassing. I know that sounds selfish but…” I trailed off.

Thalassa smiled. “There’s never been a time I haven’t wanted to kiss you. I’d have to be in a terrible mood for that to happen, and I’m sure you’d be able to tell then.

God, she always knew what to say. I could probably tell her, ‘hey, I wanna get down and dirty with you, right here, right now, but don’t have a place to do so since an alley is both disgusting and a bit too public.’ And Thalassa would probably just nod and say something along the lines of, ‘I do too, but we’ll be getting an apartment soon and once we do, we can bone ’til the cows come home.’

…I really need to get my mind out of the gutter. I have one girlfriend and suddenly I’m thinking about sex. Maybe it was my fabled teenage hormones. Yeah, that’s probably it. They’re supposed to make teenagers horny… right?

Man, I wish sex ed talked a little more about these types of feelings and less about abstinence.

“Are you blushing?” Thalassa asked.

Oh god, I think I am. “Yes?”

She tilted her head to the side. “You’re cute when you blush.”

“Are you saying that just to make me blush more?” If she did, it was definitely working. My face felt a bit warmer than it already was. “Because I do not appreciate the teasing.”

“Aw, I’ll stop then.” Thalassa leaned her head on my shoulder. It was a bit awkward considering she’s a good bit taller than me.

“That can’t be comfortable.” I remarked.

Thalassa made a face. “It’s not, but I figured you’d lean your head on mine, and it would make the discomfort worth it.”

“Oh, that’s what I’m supposed to do?”

“You’re not supposed to do anything. I was just… hoping.”

I leaned my head on Thalassa’s. I could hear her breathing. It was nice. “So… how do relationships work?” I said. “Because it seems like we’re both taking inspiration from stuff we’ve seen from movies or something, and that can’t be how other people do it.”

“You couldn’t have possibly gotten the whole ‘tell-me-I’ve-forgotten-something-and-then-kiss-me-thing’ from some movie.”

“You’re talking like it was something endearing. I don’t even know why I did it. My mind was telling me not to, and I just… did it. I dunno. I think back to that moment and just die a little bit on the inside.” I started twiddling my thumbs. “To be honest, I wasn’t expecting you to actually kiss me back. I was thinking you’d slap me or something and never talk to me again.”

“C’mon, give yourself a little credit. You’re not some disgusting creep who tries to hit on girls. You’re talented, and funny,” Thalassa smiled, a slight blush crossing her cheeks. “And handsome-“

“I haven’t bathed in like, a week.”

“Regardless. I think you’re a keeper.”

I snorted. “Why don’t you tell your dad that.”

Thalassa squinted. “Oh, I think he’s walking over here. I’ll tell him right now.”

My heartbeat quickened. “I gotta go.”

Before I could run away, Thalassa grabbed my arm. “You’re coming with me. We’re gonna face this problem head-on.”

“Thalassa please! He’s going to bite my head off!”

Thalassa dragged me towards her father. “Then he’ll have to bite both of our heads off if he wants to do that.”

“I think he just might.”

She planted her feet firmly in front of her father. “Hello, father.”

He was glaring at me, a deep frown on his face. “I told you to stay away from my daughter.”

Thalassa frowned. “I was actually going to talk to you about that. Who I spend time with is none of your business. I’m almost 18, and I can judge people’s character myself. Jove is a perfectly nice person, and I will not let you bully him into staying away from me.”

“That boy is no good.”

“Um, can you stop talking like I’m not-“

“Quiet boy!”

I stepped back, letting the two duke it out on their own.

“How would you know? You’ve barely met him! Besides, Jove has been nothing but respectful to you. I’m am going to continue to spend time with him, and that’s final!” Thalassa grabbed my wrist and pulled my away. “C’mon Jove, let’s go somewhere quieter.”

I just followed. There was probably a stupid look on my face considering how amazed I was at Thalassa’s sheer badassery.

Her father yelled out for Thalassa to come back, but was promptly ignored.

“Um, what are you gonna do when you get home?” I asked once we could no longer hear his shouts.

“I’ll go to my room, and wait until he sees how foolish he’s being and apologizes.”

“Do you really think he will?”

“He has to. I’m his daughter after all.”

I was about to suggest that maybe he’s more spiteful than that, but held my tongue. Thalassa knew her father better than I did, so I’ll let her deal with him.

“So where are we going?”

“It’s a surprise.”

. . .

“Hello? This is Thalassa Gramarye.”

Wow she changed her last name real quick.

“Hey, Thalassa. It’s me Jove.”

“Did Apollo forget something?”

“No, no. It’s nothing like that.”

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