Chapter 5: Smashed
The Daredevils' were rehearsing a song called 'Lets blow it up'. And as every song they perform, it was pretty great. Me and Alicia was sitting on the couch in the basement watching them. "Look at Andy, he's so sexy." She said. I smiled at how in love she was with him. "What about Logan? He's just……."
"The only reason you think he's so perfect right now is because he fucked you."
"That's not true. The second I saw him, he's always been so….."
"Yes. Perfect word." I said.
"So….Where did you two have sex?" She asked. I bit my lip and glanced at Logan. "His bed." I whispered.
"On a scale of one to ten…..how good was it?"
"Why do you want to know about my sex life?" I asked. I felt mature because I actually had a sex life.
"I tell you about mine."
"Yeah, when I don't want to hear about it."
Alicia sighed. "Tell me on a scale, Beth." She said. I sighed. "Does nine hundred count?" I asked. She smiled widely.
"So Logan is hot as shit. He's rich. Popular, a rock star and he's good in bed. He's a keeper, Beth."
"I knew that the second I saw him." I said.
"You two only had sex that once?"
I shook my head. "This morning against his dresser." I admitted.
"That shit didn't hurt? I mean….having sex just about anywhere is hot but it didn't hurt your back?"
"Nope. I wasn't focused on what was happening to my back." I reminded her. She smiled understanding what I meant. I didn't notice the song ended. Logan rubbed the guitar and unwrapped the strap from his body and sat the guitar down. "We're only doing that song?" Andy asked. Logan shrugged. "What about 'Fuck them'? That song will blow everyone away." He said.
"I'm cool with that." Lance said in a low voice.
"I love that song. It's perfect." Andy commented.
"Like you." Alicia said getting up and walking over to him. Logan came and sat next to me. He grabbed my feet and sat them in his lap. "What were you and little Miss Hornball talking about?" He asked. I shrugged. "Girl stuff." I said.
"Hmm…..what kind of girl stuff?" He asked smiling.
"The kind of girl stuff that girls talk about." I said. He chuckled and leaned over and kissed me. For a second, I was forgetting that people were still down here with us. Logan pulled back a little breathing against my lips. "We'll wait until everyone leaves." He whispered. His breath smelled like syrup and his lips tasted sweet.
"But I want you now." I whispered.
"I know. I want you too."
"How bad?" I asked.
"You have no fucking idea, Beth. I have a hard on right now."
"We should go take care of that." I said. He kissed me again and pulled back slowly. He caressed my leg with his hand.
Alicia was sitting on Andy's lap making out with him. They look like they were eating each other's lips.
Lance was on the computer. "Will you guys be okay down here alone for a little while?" Logan asked. He had my hand in his. Andy and Alicia didn't answer.
"Go do what you do, man." Lance said waving us away. Me and Logan both stood up.
"Wait…wait," Andy said out of breath from kissing Alicia. "Is there a place where me and Alicia could go.....?"
"Try your car." Logan said.
Andy shook his head. "Lance drove over here."
Lance shook his head. "I don't want my car to smell like fucking unless I'm the one doing the fucking." He said.
"So where are we supposed to go?" He asked.
"Try the bathroom." Logan said.
Andy sighed and looked at Alicia. She shrugged. She got off of his lap and he stood up. "Lance, would you mind?" Andy asked.
"Naw, I'm putting my head phones on." He said.
Logan led me upstairs into the bathroom. "Let's take a shower." He whispered. I nodded. He turned the water on and began taking his clothes off. I did the same and we got under the almost hot water together and we started kissing each other. I kept my eyes closed enjoying the taste of his lips and his hands on my body. His hand slid down to my womanhood and he slipped a finger inside of me. I sighed in his mouth and he pressed me against the tile wall of the shower. There was suddenly a loud bang. Me and Logan both jumped.
He turned the shower water off and gave me a towel and put on his own towel. "What the hell was that?" He asked as he opened the door.
We both quietly walked out to his room. He gave me a white robe and he got one for himself and we both went downstairs to see what made the loud noise. We got down to the basement to see a tall man who looked like an older version of Logan standing over Logan's guitar. It was smashed. "What the fuck!" Logan yelled. The man glared at him. "I told you I don't want anyone here when I'm not here. And I have to come downstairs to see these two fucking in the bathroom and this asshole on my computer that I paid for!" He yelled pointing at Lance who didn't look scared at all. But Alicia did. Andy was holding her.
"We needed to rehearse. You know? For my band which you don't give two shits about?" Logan said.
"Don't get smart with me, boy. You know what happens when you do."
"You're going to hit me in front of my friends? My girlfriend?" Logan asked. His dad's eyes went to me.
"Get out while you can, little girl. My son will be nothing. This band of his is shit. You should leave him alone unless you want to have six kids and be living in an alley for your whole life." He said. I looked at Logan who was looking down at the floor, embarrassed.
"I love his band." I said.
The man laughed. "Then you don't know what good music is. Logan, get your bitch and your friends and get them out! Now!" The man glanced at me once more before stomping up the stairs.
I bit my lip and slowly looked to Logan whose eyes were watery. But he managed to hold his tears back. "Okay……you guys should go." He said in a shaky voice. Lance grabbed his guitar and unplugged the amplifier. He touched Logan's shoulder before disappearing upstairs.
"Come on, Beth." Alicia said slipping on a purple hoody. I shook my head. "I'm staying." I said. Logan shook his head.
"Let's just go." Andy said as he grabbed Alicia's hand and took her upstairs.
"You need to leave." Logan demanded.
"I'm staying with you." I said. Logan never took his eyes off of his cherry guitar. "I had it for seven years." He breathed. I looked at him as a tear slowly streamed down his cheek. I wiped it away and he looked at me as I did.
"I'm so sorry." I whispered. He brought me into his warm arms and hugged me tightly. I hugged him as long as he needed it. I understand his guitar meant a lot to him.
He let go of me and glanced at a white table that had a drawer. His eyebrows pulled together but then he looked back at me and smiled. "Thanks for staying with me but my dad will come down here and I'll be damned if he yells at you. I'll drive you home." He said.
"Okay." I said. We went back upstairs. I dressed back in my clothes and Logan put some clothes on and we left.
"Are you going to be okay?" I asked.
Logan nodded. "It's impossible to find an exact replica of the guitar but I will eventually. Let's just not talk about it."
"Okay." I said. He pulled up in front of my house and I saw that both of my parents were at work. I bit my lip and looked over to Logan. He looked in the empty driveway and back to me.
"No one's here?"
I shook my head and he grabbed my hand. "Can I come in?" He asked. I nodded and he got out of the car with me. We walked up to my house and I unlocked the door.
We walked in and went straight up to my bedroom. I had kind of a dark theme in my room. "I like your room. It actually has a personality."
"My room has a personality?" I asked.
He smiled and nodded. I bit my lip. "Does he always treat you like that?"
"Beth, leave it alone."
"You can't let him talk to you like that, Logan. You can't let him walk all over you."
"What do you expect me to do then? He's my dad, Bethany. I don't have a fucking choice."
"I don't want him to keep hurting you."
"Don't show remorse. Please."
"Why don't you talk about it with your friends?"
"Because they won't understand like you don't. No one fully understands."
"How can you expect anyone to understand when you never say anything about it?"
"I'm not going to argue with you."
"We're not arguing."
"What do you call it?"
"Anything but arguing. I want you to talk about it."
"Can we just forget about it?"
"But I can't just forget about it!" I said. Logan sighed and grabbed my waist. He leaned down and kissed me deeply. Emotions clouded my mind again. Love and lust. But the love was stronger.
He pulled back to brush his lips against mine.
"Did you forget yet?" He asked.
"Forget what?" I asked. He smiled and kissed me again. "Do you understand how beautiful you are?" He asked. I blushed and bit my lip. "Why do you think that?" I asked.
"It's true, Bethany." He turned me to my long black mirror in the corner of my room. "You can't see how fucking sexy you are?" He asked. I blushed and he turned my head so I was looking up into his eyes. "What time does your parents come home?"
"My mom gets off at nine. My dad gets off at ten." I said. He smiled and wrapped his right arm around my body and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. I wanted to tell him that I loved him but I couldn't bring the words to say it.
He sighed into my mouth and I pushed him against the wall. He looked shocked by this but turned on at the same time. I unbuttoned his pants and lifted his shirt from his muscular body and left a small trail of kisses down his chest to his stomach and a little further down. He turned so that now I was against the wall. "You know I love being in control." He breathed.
I smiled. I didn't mind him being in control at all. My dress from last night was slid down to my ankles. I didn't have on a bra. I was just standing there in my pink panties looking at him as he looked back down to me. He leaned his forehead against mine and closed his eyes.
"Are you okay?" I asked. He didn't answer. He hugged me tightly. "I'm sorry. I'm trying to work on pleasing you but my……my guitar……it's…"
"I know how hurt you are. Its okay, we can just lay down if you want." I said. I was feeling warm and wet between my legs but I know that Logan was in emotional pain.
"I'm so sorry, Beth. I know you want me to make love to you and I want to but I just…"
"I understand. Come on." I grabbed his hand and led him to my bed. I pulled the red covers back and Logan slipped in and I slipped in beside him. He held me close to him. We were face to face staring in eachother's eyes. It may have seemed cheesy to others but right now it felt so right. He was here with me and I loved him.