Into the Darkness

For once he looked shy. Lex Edwards was never shy. His eyes met mine and a small smile appeared. I couldn’t believe he did that. I remembered the comic book; I would read it every night. Batman was my favorite, how ironic with the whole Julian thing going on. At the time I didn’t know how hard he worked for it and maybe if I had known I wouldn’t have allowed him to give it to me. But I was eight and he was my best friend’s brother, no one special, just someone who annoyed us and hogged the remote when we wanted to watch TV. The gesture was so kindhearted. But that was Lex. Was, I had to remind myself.

Julian interrupted the moment, raising his glass and wishing me a happy birthday. My friends cheered but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get that story out of my head. It was almost like a scene of a movie. I was staring at it, watching people around me but no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t focus. All I thought about was that comic book, what it represented.

Everyone was laughing, enjoying each other’s company. The salsa band was playing a soft Spanish beat. The food arrived and looked fantastic. We each piled the food onto our plates, getting lost in random conversations. The weight of Julian’s arm on my shoulder felt like a ton. I knew I would have to deal with Lex afterwards, even though he had no right. I took a sip of my sangria and slowly looked at Lex, careful not to be caught by Julian. My heart plunged as I watched him chatting with Becky. She loved the attention and he looked happy chatting about something I couldn’t hear. I felt my blood boil… What’s it called again? Oh right, jealously. He looked up and saw me looking at him. So he wanted to play games. I leaned over to Julian, snuggling myself in his side. He leaned in and whispered sweet words in my ears followed by dirty ones. I couldn’t help but blush. As I looked up Lex, his eyes were glaring at me. He leaned over to Becky and stood up, walking away from the table. I couldn’t leave, not now. I wanted to ask him why the fuck he did that. I caught Adriana’s attention but it was like she already knew.

“Char, come to the bathroom with me?” she asked politely.

I told Julian I would be back. He nodded as he continued his conversation with Elijah about the Haiti government or something like that. I stood up and squeezed past Bull’s; she looked at me. I knew that

look. Adriana grabbed my hand and we walked to the opposite side of the restaurant where the bathrooms were. She stopped before we got there and pulled out her cell. Excusing herself, she walked towards the exit and answered the call. The restaurant was noisy and I was determined to find Lex and ask him what his problem was.

As I walked into the hallway where the bathrooms were, he exited the men’s clearly surprised to see me.

“What the hell is your problem, Lex?” I asked angrily.

“Charlotte, don’t do this here or you will regret it.”

“Regret what?”

He pulled me into another bathroom marked for private staff only. Within seconds he had locked the door and had me pinned against it. His lips found mine, desperate for a taste. I didn’t stop him, but I was pissed. Why the hell was he flirting with Becky?

“Don’t EVER do that again, Charlotte.”

He lifted my dress and I undid his belt. His cock stood before me throbbing and all I wanted was to have it inside me but instead I grabbed his cock with my hand. He ached, just like me. With every stroke he groaned, the pleasure overwhelming. I slid down and took all of him in my mouth. He arched back, pleading with me to stop or he’d blow in my mouth. I was a fucking tease and I knew it. I slid his cock as far as I could in my mouth, until I felt it slightly entering the back of my throat. He didn’t push further. The more I heard him writhing in pleasure the more I took him in.

“Charlotte…” he purred, struggling to put a sentence together. I knew I was taking him deeper into my mouth, but I wanted all of him and it surprised both of us how easy it was given his size. He grabbed my hair, guiding me in and out. I couldn’t take it anymore, the throbbing was unbearable.

“Fuck me now, Lex,” I pleaded.

Sliding his cock in, he rammed me against the door. I struggled trying to keep my voice down but my moans were uncontrollable.

I was lost. Pulling the top of my dress down, his mouth would alternate between kissing my lips and tugging on my erect nipples. It couldn’t have been only three days; it felt like eternity since he made me feel this way. His breaths against my ear and his words which were barely a whisper only added to the pleasure of it all.

“No. You are mine, Lex. Don’t EVER do that to me again,” I managed to say, and just like that I caved. His grunts became more intense and the warm feeling came inside me. Silently he held onto me. My breaths were unsteady. It took me a moment to compose myself before the reality of what I said began to set in.

“Charlotte, I… We need to talk.”

“No. Look, I’m sorry. You’re right about the whole regret thing.” Shit, what was I saying? I couldn’t stop myself. Stupid fucking sangria. The damn Mexicans knew how to get us white folk drunk, that’s for sure. “We shouldn’t have… I shouldn’t have said—”

He cut me off, his temper flaring once again. “Why do you keep fucking doing this? I WANT YOU. Why is it so hard for you to admit your feelings? WHY THE FUCK CAN’T YOU EVEN TALK TO ME?!” he yelled.

“Because we are done. I told you that,” I said, my head bowed. What the hell did I want? I couldn’t even be honest with myself.

“FUCK YOU! You keep saying that but you only want us to fuck? I’ve got feelings too and this is bullshit. You never had a problem being open with how you felt before.”

“That was different,” I mumbled, not wanting to elaborate.

“Why?? Why the hell are you such a cold-hearted bitch now?”

“YOU!” I screamed back. “YOU DID THIS TO ME! YOU MADE ME AFRAID TO FEEL ANYTHING!” I pulled myself away from him as he stood there, his mouth wide open. I fiddled with the stupid lock, on the verge of tears, but no, Charlie didn’t cry over boy troubles. I choked them back.

His face changed, suddenly composed. “Tonight will be the last night you see Julian. I told you, I don’t share.”

“Are we seriously having this conversation in a restaurant bathroom?” I answered bitterly.

“It’s the only place you’ll open up to me.”

“Don’t tell me who I can or can’t see. This is my life, Lex. You decided to leave it so you deal with the consequences!” I shot back.