The Love of My Bully

The house was quiet and it would be all summer. He moved out toward the pool, pulling off his clothes and diving into the water buck-naked. Trying to unwind from the anger simmering inside, he swam laps. But all he could think about was snapping Sean in two.

As he broke the surface, he saw his friends waiting.

“Hey, man,” Marco said.

“You haven’t called,” this from Nick.

“Yeah, we’ve been worrying about it,” Carl said.

They all looked bored and the last thing he wanted to do was to hang out with them. “I’ve been busy. What the fuck do you guys want?”

“Figured you needed some company,” Nick said. “You haven’t got arrested or shot in the past couple of days. What’s up?”

Drake snorted. “What do you guys know about Sean?”

“Sean as in pussy Sean?”

“The kid that hangs out with Trash,” he said. He thought about her lips and how good they felt against his own. It didn’t matter about the kiss. She was still trash.

“Not a lot to know. He grew up in this town. Judgy little prick. You probably beat some sense into him,” Marco said.

“The only one,” Nick said, in agreement.

“I want him out of the picture.”

“What do you mean?”

He thought about Pru. As long as Sean was in the picture, there was no way he’d be able to explore this thing he had with her.

“Yeah, Drake, why the fuck do you want to mess with those losers, anyway? They’re so beneath you,” Marco said.

“I want to mess with whoever the fuck I want to. Last time I checked, I didn’t answer to you.”

Marco shrugged. “Whatever.”

He didn’t know why the fuck he was putting up with these assholes. Leaning back in the pool, he thought about Prudence. She was clearly guilty when it came to him. He didn’t even know why he was wasting his time with this.

After climbing out of the water, he walked past the guys and went straight to his room. He pulled on a pair of sweats and a shirt and made his way back downstairs. His friends were already playing on one of the games. He didn’t bother to interrupt them as he left his home. He got into his car and drove toward Prudence’s house. There was no sign of Sean or his car.

He moved toward the small park where there was a lot. Once he’d parked his car, he walked over to Pru’s house.

No one was around. He checked in the windows and walked around the back. He had no idea what the fuck he was doing. Taking a seat on the back porch, he waited. Several times, he got up and was about to leave, only to take a seat again.

He needed shit to go back to normal between him and Pru, where he hated her guts or just liked to watch her suffer. She was always so open with her emotions and it was one of the reasons he liked to attack her.

He was playing on a game on his cell phone, waiting for Prudence and Sean to arrive. It didn’t take long for Sean to drive up to her house. He moved toward a large bush where he could watch without being caught. Drake pocketed his cell phone and watched as she climbed out of the car but leaned down to look through the passenger window.

Whatever Sean said made her laugh and he saw the blush on her face.

Clenching his hands into fists, he wanted to go over there and pound that smug bastard’s fucking face in. There was something about Sean that really rubbed him the wrong way and he wanted nothing more than to take him out, to fuck him up.

Finally, the feeling ebbed away when Prudence stood. She gave Sean a little wave, making her way up to her house. Sean didn’t drive away until she was in her house.

The moment Sean was out of sight, Drake moved toward the back door and knocked but he didn’t have a clue what he was doing or why he was even here.

Prudence walked into the kitchen, looking toward the door. He saw the surprise flash across her face when she caught sight of him. She hesitated but finally opened the door. “What are you doing here?”

“Is that any way to greet your friend?”

“We’re not friends, Drake.”

“Are you just going to leave me at the back door?”

“I’m tempted.”

He gripped the edge of the doorway and pushed hard. She stumbled back, and he let himself into her house.

Prudence was back in his face within a second. “Get out or I call the cops.”

“You won’t call the cops.”

“Really? You think I won’t?”

“No, you won’t. Not if you want to answer questions as to why I came over in the first place.”

“I didn’t invite you here.”

“We’ve been seen together, Pru. You think anyone is going to believe that you don’t want me here? I’m the richest kid in town. I’ve got power, money, and what do you have? Nothing. Money talks, baby, and no one will believe a word you say. Not when I’m such a catch. Any girl will throw themselves at me.”