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I scowl, shaking my irritating thoughts away and focusing on finding Rachel. The hallway is short. There are only three rooms, so it shouldn’t be too hard to find them. I frown at the dirty, matted brown carpet at my feet, wondering how anyone could ever live somewhere so messy. I open the first door, frowning at the tiny, dark room and the mop staring back at me.
The closet.
Definitely not in here.
I close it quietly and tiptoe down to the next room, opening it ever-so-slightly and peeking inside, finding a bed with crumpled blankets lying on top. My hands push the door open further. The matted carpet continues into the room. Several empty liquor bottles lie in the corner of the room beside a full trashcan with pizza boxes stuffed inside. I continue into the room, looking around at the open window and the two doors. The lamp next to the bed is on with a condom wrapper resting on its base. I wrinkle my nose in distaste and turn towards the door across from the bed, slowly opening it and finding a closet filled with clothes.
So, they are definitely not in here.
Only one more room to check.
I stride towards the door to the hallway, reaching for the handle, but stopping myself. What am I doing? I’ve suddenly become some sort of detective. Rachel is her own woman. She can take care of herself. She didn’t seem drunk when I saw her in the kitchen with Seth, and I don’t think she had anything to drink in the meantime.
I’m not her protector.
I sigh, dropping my hand and edging towards the window. I lean against the windowsill, staring out at the people coming in and out of the house, carrying six packs and another keg. Maybe coming here was a mistake. Sure, I get to run at one of the best sports schools, but I was making a life for myself in the east.
A life my parents wanted.
Did I even want to become a doctor? Sometimes I feel like I don’t even know who I am anymore. The last several years, I’ve spent doing whatever my family has asked of me, not knowing if it’s the right thing for me or not. Sure, being a doctor pays the bills.
But I love running.
I love feeling like I’m flying. It’s the most freeing feeling in the world. It’s the only thing that has ever made sense to me. Turning on my heel, I make my way for the door. I should go home and get some rest. Coming here was a mistake.
“I don’t think I can go downstairs just yet,” I hear someone say. My eyes widen on the door clicking open. Looking around, I don’t know where to go or what to do. This is someone’s room, most likely Mike’s room. He’ll probably be pissed if I cock block him by being here.
I run into the closet and close it, feeling like I’ve reached a whole other level of stalker. I’m really going to have to sit-down with myself and go over my past choices. None of this is acceptable.
“Yeah, Mike likes to smoke inside,” someone says, their voice louder now as they enter the room.
I frown.
That sounds like Seth.
I push the door slightly open, watching Seth and Rachel sit down on the bed across from me. Rachel sighs while resting her head on Seth’s shoulder. “Sorry if I worried you. I really needed some water.”
“Nah, don’t worry about it.” My frown deepens, watching Seth stroke her hair, her face. “I’m fine with taking a break. If you want, we can even go home.”
Rachel chuckles and faces him. Her hands circle around his waist. My heart slams in my chest, wondering what the hell she’s doing. She nuzzles her nose against his.
“It’s been so long since we’ve been alone,” she says, her mouth only centimeters from Seth’s.
Seth’s arms wrap around her. His tongue darts out to lick his bottom lip. “Yeah,” he breathes. “It has been.”
“I kinda want to enjoy this time together, for as long as possible.”
Seth’s head bobs up and down while Rachel leans into him, pressing her lips against his. He releases a moan, his arms tightening around her. My eyes widen in horror. What the hell is going on? She’s dating Lucas. Is she cheating on Lucas with Seth? But Rachel is so sweet. She would never do that to someone.
At least, so I thought.
Maybe she broke up with Lucas.
But why would she choose to be with Seth? I grind my teeth at the thought, hating the jealousy twisting my insides. Rachel lets out a soft whimper as Seth deepens the kiss, their heads tilting from side to side. My cock twitches in want as I watch them, imagining myself in Seth’s place. I want to know how her touch feels, how her lips feel pressed against mine. I want to feel her tongue entangled in mine. I want her to moan because of me; whisper her desires into my ear and cry my name.
I watch her hand graze against Seth’s pants, and he thrusts into her palm. My mouth parts. A shiver ripples down my spine, and I feel myself becoming woozy with desire just watching them. Her fingers fumble with his button and I hear the zipper being pulled down. My own hand slips down to my cock, feeling it push against the denim of my pants. I wrench away from myself. Disgusting. I’m being disgusting, watching them touch each other as if they’re in a porno. I lower my gaze and push myself against the wall. When they finish, I’ll leave.
Despite myself, I can’t help but be pulled back to the crack in the door, watching as Rachel slips from the bed to her knees. She pulls down Seth’s pants. I can’t see exactly what she’s doing, but sloppy wet sounds permeate the air, making me shiver once more with desire. I close my eyes, imagining her mouth around my cock. Seth’s moans reach my ears, making me twitch in need.
