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“What’s so funny?” But she can’t look me in the eye.
“Nothing, I didn’t know people could be so turned on by getting their car washed.” I open my door and tip the guy a twenty.
“You’re hilarious.” Aly folds her arms over her chest, her heartbeat still coming down.
“And you’re wet, but your orgasm tastes good on my fingers. So, I guess we both win.” There is no retort from my passenger. I guess I’ve won this round and I plan on winning more if winning tastes this good like she does on my tongue.
Not even The Tear of Aphrodite could make me feel this good. I give all those credits to Alyeska Suzuni.
Class goes by, and while I can still smell her on my fingers, I feel her drifting away and I can’t catch up with her. There is a dull ache in the back of my head, the anxiety scratching in the veins of my muscles. I know what I need, but I promised myself I wouldn’t, that I would be better.
Aly heads to the library and I kiss her goodbye before heading to the dining hall, knowing someone who can help me. It isn’t the first time I got pills from this anonymous source, but last time I was buying ecstasy for Rush.
But I know how discreet they can be. We both have something to lose if either of us get caught. It is until finals, then I will be back on track for the conferences and competitions starting in March.
Just a few pills and no one will know. I will feel better, my moods will be fine, everyone will be happy. At least those are the words I say as a guy on the team hands me a small pile of pills wrapped in an baggy for me. I give him a nod and clap him on the back. I take out my phone and send the cash to his account.
We part ways, I head to the truck, but Aly stops me and fuck, I don’t have anywhere to hide it, except in my fist.
“Hey, can we just go home? I am kind of done with today.” She hands me her backpack to bend down and tie her shoe.
“Totally.” I unzip a pocket and shove the pills inside before she can see them.
“Thanks.” She takes back her backpack and I hold her close, hoping she won’t find them before I can get them out of there.
Aly is quiet on the way home, and if I didn’t have things on my mind, I might ask her and help her out of her head. But I am too focused on something I can’t say to her.
“Hey, I think I am going to go relax, maybe take a nap. Still playing catch up from last weekend.” Aly nods and leaves her backpack on the couch. I kiss her head and hold her tight, eyeing the bag.
“Okay, if you need anything, let me know. I think my dad should be coming back tonight, maybe we can go to dinner.” I hold her close until she nods and steps away.
I wait until I hear the bedroom door close and I unzip her backpack and grab the baggie of pills. I put them on the counter and grab a drink of water.
“Lad?” Aly calls me, and I shove the pills back into her bag before heading down to see what she needs. She wants cuddles. I spend a few minutes playing with her hair until she falls asleep, and I slip out of the room.
By the time I make it back upstairs Dad is home and the baggie of pills is in his hand instead of the backpack.
“They’re mine, Dad.” I see him shake the bag as if the sound will give him an accurate count of how many pills there are and what kind.
“Son, you don’t have to defend her, protect her. I know you care dearly for her, but when people have these problems, these issues, you can’t force them to stop. Haven’t I always taught you to let others stand in their own sins?” My dad pats me on the shoulder; he is proud of me. The pride in his eyes makes me cower into a coward; Alyeska believes I am.
“No, you don’t understand, Alyeska would never.” I can see her mom’s closed eyes now, I can see the world fade and I slump down, because I know the climax is coming and I don’t want to be pushed over-board.
“I found them in her bag, you don’t need to make excuses for her. I made plenty of excuses for your mother over the years. No one wins, you have to protect yourself.” Dad squats down in front of me; he is trying to comfort me for the wrong reasons.
“Dad.” But I can’t get the words out and I feel my heart dropping, my soul escape, and I am fully left with nothing.
“She shouldn’t stay here. We can’t enable her, can’t be a crutch.” Dad stands up, patting me on the shoulder, already writing her off in the same category as Mom.
“Alyeska isn’t Mom, Dad. This isn’t the same, I promise. Just let me explain.” But before I can, Aly is there beside me, and she tries to figure out whose side I am on.
Because from where I am standing, it isn’t hers.
Chapter 19
Alyeska
Howdoesthetruthsound? I wonder if it is always bitter, or sometimes it is brilliant. But right now, it doesn’t make a difference; it feels like betrayal.
