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“In the flesh,” I reply.
“Oh my goodness. Look at you,” she says, and then she’s hugging me. “How have you been? Obviously good. You look great,” she beams.
“I’m good, Debbie, but I’m here looking for my friend’s brother. He’s gone missing and has some mental health issues. He’s a freshman,” I explain.
I pass her Liam’s phone, and she stares at the picture for a beat of silence. “Haven’t seen him, but if I do, is there a number I can reach you at?”
I give her my cell number, and it seems like something small that I even have a cell phone, but it’s an accomplishment because I’m doing well. I’m on schedule to graduate from high school next year, which I’d never thought I would accomplish in my old life.
“If he comes around, I’ll call,” she assures.
We continue to scour the downtown area with no luck. I see some kids I used to know, and I ask them, but no one has seen David. Liam messages his mother and father, and they don’t have any luck either.
One week turns to two weeks turns to three weeks and no sign of David.
It was hard for Liam to continue with his life not knowing where David disappeared to. The police had opened a missing persons file. David had some money on him, but not enough to last him this long. His parents were fighting nonstop, and Liam spent his every free moment with me. He didn’t even want to play hockey, but I forced him to, reminding him hockey was his ticket to a full-scholarship university. His parents had money, but between their fighting, they didn’t see anyone but themselves, and I’m sure the stress of David missing was killing them.
One night Liam snuck through my window. Winter was slowly ebbing as the scent of spring filled the air. He came through my window in a T-shirt and shorts with no shoes.
“You’re insane.” Those were my first words.
Ever since I took off on Mary that day to help Liam, she has been giving me more attitude than usual, so I told her I wanted to contribute to buying food around the house. Even though I knew full well the monthly check she received for me should more than cover it. My job wasn’t anything special, but the fifty dollars I gave her each week seemed to butter her up.
“I had to get out of there,” he said, and then he was kissing me like I was his oxygen, and his kisses were intense enough to steal my breath. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other. The hunger between us was rabid as Liam walked me backward, and we fell back on the bed. I always kept my door locked out of habit, so I wasn’t worried about anyone walking in. The Pattersons didn’t care that much to check in on me.
His hands roamed under my shirt. They were calloused from all his working out. Liam was growing big and strong and playing for a Tier 1 hockey team kept him in impeccable shape. Our friends still didn’t know we were together. We’d managed to keep our feelings in check this long.
He tweaked my nipple, and I reached down and rubbed his hard length. Then he was removing my leggings and burying his head between my thighs, which felt glorious, but I always wanted more.
“I want sex,” I whisper.
“Not yet.”
“I’m on the pill. It’s safe,” I assure him.
“Why are you disturbing me? Are you not enjoying what I’m doing to you?” he asks, looking up at me with his wet lips.
“Oh, I’m enjoying it a little too much. You make me want more,” I pant breathlessly.
“Shh,” he chides. Did that boy just hush me? I’m about to give him a tongue-lashing when he licks me just right, and my eyes roll back as wave after wave of ecstasy courses through me.
When I come back down to planet earth, and I stare into Liam’s eyes, I can see how pleased he is with himself. I sit up and playfully push him on his back. “By prom next year, you better promise to claim my V-card.”
He doesn’t answer, so I lower his shorts and wrap my mouth along his length. He groans as I suck and lick his crown and then I pause. “Promise me.”
“You can’t be serious. This is blackmail.” He chortles.
He watches me and waits for me to continue. “Promise me.”
“This isn’t fair,” he whines.
I get back to sucking him off and then I pause, and he groans, but this time, it’s out of frustration. “Liam?”
“Damn, Sky. Fine, I promise.”
* * *
Even though the police were looking for David, Liam and I still went downtown looking for him at least twice every week. We would stop in at the shelter and ask Debbie if she’d seen him.
