HIS UNMATCHED AFFECTION

Chapter 21

Clara's POV

His room is clean. Perhaps maryse saved his ass today I was expecting to find it filthy like a pigs pen. His bed is also well made and looks comfy, I take the time he is not around to admire the pictures on the wall mostly football pictures and wrestling super stars. Some are nerd stuff pictures of penguins and some species of birds I have never seen or even heard off. When I have had my fill I take out my books from my bag pack and place them on his desk. He comes in looking happy, bolts the door behind him walks towards me.

"So we do the homework first or..."

"Or what l?" I ask getting up.

"We can watch a movie, play a game do anything you want", He says.

"If we watch a movie I will be late and my mum doesn't like me staying outside till late", I say.

"Okay let's do your homework", He says taking us to his study area.

He clears the table, takes away his lap top and books. When I show him the questions he smiles at me. I guess he thinks am as thick as a brick. Anyway he makes me understand nothing with his tedious explanations. After he is done he has to recite the answers as I write. We are almost done with the questions, were it not for a few occasions that I pinched and tinkled him making him nervous. He also does the same. I can tell he is not that bad at learning stuff. He just needs to be taught then surprisingly becomes better than the teacher.

"Done! Now I have fifteen mutes what can we do with those?" I ask keeping my books away.

A normal guy would have asked us to make out. With his door bolted, no one will interrupt us. Honestly I don't want to kiss him and he looks like he doesn't either.

"A game maybe, you decide", He says.

"Okay but I have to use the bathroom", I say looking at him.

"Down the hall on your right", He says collapsing on his bed.

I open the door and follow his directions. Their bathroom is big and spacious. I think its boys only bathroom, their parents have theirs. I can see where they keep their mouth wash and toothbrush. It's labeled with initials J and E. This confirms earlier guess, this is their bathroom. I also find where their towels are hanged. After taking a quick piss I wash my hands and admire myself on the mirror before I take up Jake's towel and sniff it deep. God I miss him. What am I even doing with his brother when I should be with him? He will have to wait, I text him I have a running stomach I might delay.

E: Sorry is it the cake?

He cares too much and it makes me feel guilty most of the time

C: No, I have this kind of problem occasionally especially when am nervous.

I can't reply the next text am busy hugging Jake's towel.

Jake's POV

After dad has done his magic on my right hand, I ask Stacy to wait for me in the living room as I go upstairs but mum being mum asks me to go with her. I try to use the excuse of her physical condition but she says am strong enough to carry her and so I carry her in my arms. I love it and I can tell she is enjoying it too as we climb up the staircase. When I get to my door I don't want to put her down, I kick it open and slip a little bit. She almost falls but holds tight on my neck forcing our lips to meet.

Am not sure what I should do, I can tell she really wants us to kiss and I want it too more than anything but Eric is just in the next room. And mum might be watching.

"Can we get in", she says to reduce the awkwardness of the situation.

"Ooh yeah, sorry welcome to my crib", I say carefully putting her on my coach.

I go back to bolt the door. It's her first time in my room I need her to feel safe just in case she is still in the mood to kiss me.

"Thank you, can you seat with me?" She asks.

"Sure", I drop my phone on the bed and join her on the coach.

She holds my arm massaging it softly. I do the same, her eyes are glued on my wall. She is lucky mum being immune to boundaries pulled down all the dirty pictures of hot girls, strippers and p**n stars. She would have judged me. Most of them are football and wildlife. Her exhibition ends with me, she is now staring at me. Her lips twitch and her grip on me becomes stronger. Before I know it she is all over me and am all over her. We kiss with pauses first as though we are shy then I decide to go all in. I lift her up, she is seated on my thighs her arms entangled around my neck.

"Ouch!" She says.

"Sorry did I step on your leg, am so sorry we shouldn't be doing this", I say stopping myself.

She played me. I can see her smiling. She is withholding laughter with her arm around her mouth.

"Yes so funny", I say looking embarrassed for being played. She doesn't know, in this house am the prank king.

"Sorry I gotta go to the bathroom I didn't know how to break it off", She said getting off me.

"Down the hall on your right", I say.

"Don't worry I'll make it up to you, after you tell me just two things", She says rummaging through her stuff in the bag pack

I've been waiting for this moment like forever. It's my execution now I have to account for the handshake and Clara doing Eric.

Stacy's POV

I can see him fidgeting on the seat. He already looks guilty before I charge him. Boys. They are open books sometimes. Maybe I want to ask him something else so different but anyway he is right.

"Just two?" He asks sounding relaxed.

"Yes", I say getting up.

I can actually walk without the support of crutch. Soon enough am getting my legs back and we are going riding, with Eric now that he is busy that seems like the only free time I can get to tell him how I feel.

"Which ones?"

"Very simple, your handshake and why you set up Eric with Clara, see you soon", I say locking the door behind me.

Eric's door is just next to his. When I get to it I feel like knocking but it will be invasion of privacy. I continue walking slowly towards the bathroom. Clara's cologne is all over the place. How I wish she could be in here. I really need her to help me with the James and Jake issue. Lucky for me when I open the door I find her admiring herself on the mirror. She is reapplying her lipstick. Wait is Eric in here too?

"You need help with that?" I ask wearing a nasty smile.

"I should ask you, did someone wipe off your lip gloss?" She asks turning around.

Am no stranger to this bathroom. I have been in here countless times so I don't look around like a guest.

"Probably the cake", I lie through my teeth.

We both burst into laughter as I go to the toilet. When I come out she has already left. I use some liquid soap to rub my hands and wash them on the bathroom sink. My lip gloss is actually wiped off, and this can't be the cake. Jake's lips must glowing right now I might have to wipe them before we go outside. When I go to dry my hands I can see some red spots on Jake's towel. My brain is constantly compelling me to check. Please don't make me check them out it might be blood. I get closer to have a clear look. It's not blood. Curiosity gets the better of me and I wipe some of it on my index finger and put my tongue to task.

"Goodness!" I say out loud.

Why is Clara's lip stick on his towel that's just messed up? I can't believe I just took in some lipstick that's a boys job. While on my detective duty, I also realize her cologne is all over it. There's something fishy going on here. Just to be sure with my conspiracy theories I check Eric's towel.

"God it smells like him", I say.

Maybe am just being jealous. She might have wanted to use Eric's...no it can't be. There are labels here God damn it whatever she did she was aware and in her right state of mind. Anyway I have to get going so I take my leave. When I get to Eric's door I find him and Clara leaving.

"Bye Stacy", she says.

"Will I still find you around?" Eric asks.

"No, you know where to get me dude", I say lightly.

"Okay", He says following Clara who is already in the living room.

That kind of hurry tells it all, she is guilty of something. I have a very bad feeling about her perhaps my background check was too shallow.