David by Marisa Redhead16 (psychology books to read TXT) 📖

put a CD in a radio in another corner. It was Three Days Grace. I looked at his other CDs. A lot of punk, some classic rock, some metal, a little emo, some Goth. Whoa. I knew he liked music, but I didn't know he liked it this much. He also had an iPod he was never without.
He snaked his way around me, and took my jacket off. "We're both blond." he said. "Yes." "Do you have a problem with me being gay?" "Not at all. One of my cousins is gay." He grazed my lips again, igniting another spark.
My stomach twisted in nervousness. A part of me had always known I wanted to experiment with guys. I usually liked girls, though. I'd crushed on Michael for a while, until I found out Nina, my best friend, liked him too. She didn't know I liked him, but she knew I wanted to explore my sexuality, find out who I was.
Tony knew, but our parents didn't. No one else except my best friend and my brother knew. At least not that I knew of. David caressed my body. He touched my stomach, making a nerve in me jump. Did he care that I was fat? Probably not. He was probably like Sophia, only with less baggage and drama.
I needed to stay away from Sophia, and I knew it. She was nothing but trouble. We'd spent all those months together, in fear. Fear of Billy and Kalonice. David had little baggage. He had an ex-boyfriend who'd loved him to death. Jake lasted three years, until David fell out of love and dumped him. It had torn Jake apart, he was depressed for months.
Years, actually. According to him, David was the perfect boyfriend. I stood there, kissing David and thinking about Jake. David wrapped his arms around me, keeping his fingers on my lower back, letting them trail down.
David pulled my greyish brown shirt off, exposing my large midsection. He kissed it, undoing my jeans button and unzipping them. I felt around his chest and stomach, exploring his body. He had a soft stomach, but a hard chest and arms. His legs were built like tree trunks.
His face was heart shaped. He began to feel around, exploring my body. But...this wasn't right. I was still with Sophia. Shit, this isn't right. What will Nina think? I thought. Nina is Sophia's sister and my best friend since the fifth grade.
"Stop." "What's wrong?" "I'm still sort of with Sophia. This wouldn't be fair to her. I just can't do it." "Oh." David said. He was disappointed, but he tried not to show it. "David..." I started, but he was already working on the plans for our project.


Nina forgave me. She said our friendship came before my relationship with her sister. She was right. I was stupid to ask Sophia out, she was my best friend's sister. Nina smiled and hugged me. "She doesn't want to see you, but I do, " she singsonged. I smiled. I used to crush on Nina, and she used to crush on me.
We never knew until I had already started daydreaming about her sister.

We sat on Nina's bed, getting ready to play a videogame. Nina's not a gamer girl, but she likes the occasional game, especially if it's Kirby. I heard shuffling noises upstairs, like Sophia was getting ready for something.

 

"What's she doing?" I inquired. Nina glanced at me, looking nervous.

 

"She's made some small and big changes. Her clothes and makeup are the same, but her hair isn't. Her hair's changed, and she loves it, but you might not."

 

"What do you mean?"

 

At that moment, right on cue, Sophia walked in, wearing her famous green dress. Her hair was platinum blond.

 

"When did you decide to do this?" I asked, standing up. She smiled and touched my chest with her index finger.

 

"Tobias, after our break up-"

 

"Break up?"

 

"Yes. As of now, we are no longer dating."

 

"Wha...I...how..."

 

"Remember our little discussion? I decided you weren't right for me, that I'm Kalonice's."

 

"Kalonice? Your ex-boyfriend?"

 

"He's my boyfriend again. I evaluated life and gave myself a makeover and a confidence boost."

 

"Sophia, you know I love you. I would have supported this if it was for your self-esteem, but I wish you'd told me."

 

"Tobias, I don't have to tell my exes everything."

 

"I didn't ask you to. I said all I wish is that you'd told me and been more open and honest."

 

"Baby, he's threatening me!" Sophia suddenly cried out. She ran out of Nina's room and into my rival's arms. Kalonice glared at me with his piercing yellow eyes. God, I hated him. He said something to her in his romantic Greek accent. Then he said something in Spanish. Sophia replied back.

 

"What are they saying?" I whispered to Nina. She stared out the screen, eyes glazed over.

 

"He asked her if she was all right and she said yes. Then he told her she's beautiful and she should wear that dress more often. Controlling motherfucker."

 

I was thinking the same thing, but I was shocked to hear that word come out of her pretty full lips. She cusses as much as I do, which is rarely. I looked back at Sophia and Kalonice, but they were gone.

 

"He probably took her to the park. Maybe a restaurant like Olive Garden. He's actually twenty one now, so he can drink legally. I've seen him share drinks with her because she'd never get away with it. Well, if she had a fake I.D she could. Sometimes he says she's twenty one too, and people usually believe him, and don't even ask for her I.D. She has a fake driver's license that she has in her wallet. She drives the Honda around. He says she's beautiful, hits her, rapes her, cheats on her, says he loves her. I actually think he really does, I think he's into some stuff he's not telling her or she's not telling me. Like drugs. He's been convicted of possession, but it was five ounces of marijuana." Nina vented.

 

She looked at me. I looked back at her, absorbing the information she just told me.

 

"Why didn't she tell me? I thought she loved me. She said she did." I babbled.

 

"She likes you, just not as much as she said she did. I hate to be the one to tell you, especially since I'm her sister and I've known it, but it's time you knew. She has a thing for guys who can do stuff for her or to her. Remember Billy slash Tom? He provided protection from Kalonice because he's huge. He gave her the fake driver's license because he loved her and probably still does. Garrett Maker? He got her information about scholarships and sent her some stuff early on because his father's the dean at a huge university. Pak? from South Korea? He gave her juicy gossip because he used to live right next to a celebrity family. Shall I go on?" she said.

 

"No." I said. I realized I was starting to cry. I sniffled a little bit. "I get your point."

 

She cuddled close to me. "I'm sorry, Tobias."

 

"Nina, I made a huge mistake. It's my fault...."

 

"No, it's not. If it's anyone's fault, it's mine. I should have told you." "Nina, you couldn't. Not without her knowing." "Toby, I'm sorry." "Nina, stop apologizing. I'll get over it."

 

"Tobias. You probably don't need to hear this, but I've seen guys crash because of her. Billy got what he deserved, jailtime, but at what price? Garrett Maker got so depressed he tried to commit suicide, and Pak never spoke to anyone in our group again.

"I'm worried she's going to get killed at some point. Either because of him, or too much alcohol. Or that she's going to get arrested. Tobias, she has things and she's eaten things that she's stolen. She's a master theif. That pale lipstick she's in love with? She stole that from a boutique with no security cameras. I didn't even see it, and I was right there! She confessed after a few months. Kevin and our parents still don't know.

 

Kevin knows what she's doing, and he's just as scared as I am. Our parents don't know at all. They just think she's really popular. Which she is, but she's over-the-top popular like they think she is." We held each other for another hour or so, saying nothing, just cuddling. I tried to numb the pain I felt inside, but I couldn't. I felt like it was entirely my fault. If I'd seen a sign...a clue. Some clue to a lie she'd told me or a secret she'd held back.

 

Mom walked into Nina's room just as we were putting her GameCube away. "Tobias, it's almost dinnertime. Are you all right?" "Anna, maybe you should talk to me first." Nina said. "Dear, what's going on?" Nina led Mom into the hallway. I looked at myself in Nina's vanity mirror. To me, I'm plain.

 

Nina says I'm cute and popular, but I don't understand where she gets either of those things. I have dirty blond hair, my eyes are small and brown, my lips are full, my cheeks are chubby, and I'm chronically obese.
The sharp stabbing pain from before gave way to a dull ache. After Mom and I got home. I went upstairs. We'd recently gotten two turtles, and boy and a girl. I stared at Seaweed and Amanda. You could tell they were definitely together, and Amanda was getting ready to lay some eggs. They are river turtles from the Missipi River.
They swam around each other, giving each other enough room to move. Their aquarium is large, but they prefer a specific spot, close to the top. Amanda accidently bumped the glass, scaring herself into her shell.

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I had never been so heartbroken. I'd been in love before, but not like this. Not epic. I've been dumped before. Never has it ever hurt this much. I've also dumped girls before. Some got over it quickly, some didn't.
My first girlfriend's name was Holly. She was a redhead who couldn't get enough of herself. She was so vain it took all my energy to keep my cool. She's still pretty vain. She's close with Maureen, one of my friends and the

 

most popular girl in the freshman class.
Then there was Amber, a blond. She wasn't vain, but she did get jealous easily. She got so jealous of Nina, my best friend, that she slapped her. Gone that day. Then it was Amy, a brunette. She was too serious about everything, and it got boring pretty quickly. She's the opposite now, completely fun loving and never takes herself seriously.

 

There was Tracy, a black girl. She actually dumped me for a quarterback. I mentally ran down my list of ex-girlfriends. Karen was a peppy cheerleader. She had good qualities, but she always got mad when things didn't go her way. We actually sort of dumped each other.

 

Chelsea Bagans had an obvious crush on someone else. Debbie Winehart always compared her intelligence to mine, calling herself smarter and brighter. She's still in the top five in our class.

 

Willow was the last girl I dated before Sophia. I may have said it was a blond, which did happen, right before Willow. Willow didn't last long at all; her family didn't approve of me because of my stupid player older brother. He's not a player anymore, thank God. He's got a hot African American girlfriend named Keisha. He's still stupid, though.

Keisha and Tony cuddled on the couch, watching Pocahontas: Journey To A New World. Keisha had crimped her relaxed hair and wore red lipstick. It was actually more berry. I know I seem to know a lot about makeup. I actually do, because I read all the time. After Mom reads her magazines, she puts them in