18+ Volchok: The Motorcyle Diaries, Volchok, the real bad boy of the O.C

[Cocaine-Love-Frenzy]

The Morning After

Kevin Volchok looked at his watch. It was quarter past four and a dull throbbing enveloped his head. He checks under the covers, no underwear. He smiles. The toilet flushing attracts his attention. He lies there patiently, anticipating for the emergence of the mystery girl in his bathroom.

You see, Volchok was too wasted last night to remember who he had taken home with him, but that was the fun of drinking, the anticipation the next morning to find out what had happened. The girl softly hums. 'Pretty voice' he thinks to himself.

He see's her silouhette, 'mmm, nice hips, long legs', he mumbles.

"Whats that?" the girl asks. A brunette he always had a thing for brunettes.

"Karen..." he says hesitantly.
"Yeah?" she replies, Volchok smiles, he obviously didn't drink enough if he could remember her name.
"You stayin or goin?" he asks, while sparking up a smoke.
Karen turns around, her hands are up agianst her left ear, she's putting on her earrings.
"I don't know, you want me to stay or go?"
Volchok looks at her, he checks her out. She was a looker alright. Her smooth tanned legs were met with small black panties. She's topless.

"Come here." No point in small talk. Volchok knew what he wanted.
Karen strides over to his bed, Volchok is eye level with her flat belly. she smelt good. like cigerettes and sex, strange combination but to him, nothin smelt better. He grabs her waist and pulls her down, like organised chaos she falls into his arms and his hand swiftly glides her face into his. He kisses her. She lets out a soft moan, and he recognised that moan, every girl had their own unique sounds like an animal, and that moan meant one thing.

He throws her down onto the bed, her arms still wrapped around his neck. He roughly pulls off her underwear, he could hear some of the stitching pop. She didn't care. This wasn't going to be some slow lovemaking session, this was going to be a nice and hard romp. and Karen, well she loved every minute of it.

He could feel her eyes on him, waiting for him to say something sweet. God, just leave already he thought. He takes another drag from his cigerette smothers it in the ashtray, and turns around to face her. Karen's eyes light up. Volchok pulls her on top of him and kisses her passionately, their tongues dancing together, his hand massages her down there, she moans that desperate moan. He pushes her off him and gets up.

"Gotta go babe, got shit to do, you know how it is." He called that 'the last act of passion' before he booted any girl from his place. Give 'em one last thing to remember him by and out they go.

Karen's mouth tightens. She knew he had given her want she wanted, just like she gave it all to him, but to be asked to leave. What an insult. She suddenly felt cheap. But there was no point in arguing. She got up and put on her clothes. He was standing there, cigarette hanging from his lips, eyes to the ground with a smirk on his face. as she reaches the door, she stops and looks at him. His crystal eyes meet hers and for a second, just a second, she felt that she could really fall for him, and all he had to do was smile. Volchok had more important things to deal with right now. Marissa was due to get to his place at any moment.

[Cocaine-Love-Frenzy]

The Burning Inside

Marissa lay there, her head propped up by a pillow. Her face being softly illuminated by the tv. She was wearing one of his t-shirts, an old Metallica t-shirt he got at their concert a few years back. She looked good.

Volchok stood there, in his underwear holding a glass of water, just watching her. A million thoughts raced through his head but none of them could stop him thinking about her. He loved moments like these, she'd come over to hang out. They didn't even need to have sex. With Marissa he could just watch her, doing the most mundane things. She had him, she had him wrapped around her little delicate fingers, and she didn't even know it.

He could never tell her though. like the boy who cried wolf. His reputation had ruined whatever real chance he had with her. Was she with him to get back at her mother? no, he knew that couldn't be it. She loved her mother, that Julie Cooper lady, but Marissa didn't care enough to go through this much trouble. He hoped that there was another reason why she hung out with him.

Sometimes, Marissa would come over, and just lie next to him. He knew she was there but he was afraid to open his eyes, he was afraid, like a dream, she would disappear.

Marissa's eyes looked up at him. He stepped forward and gave her the glass of water. She took little sips of it, the glass refracting the light into her eyes. they glowed.

Volchok, got into his bed and kissed her softly on her cheek. Marissa pulled back slightly and gave him a look. A look he was getting more uncomfortable with everytime she gave it to him. Her eyebrows would cringe ever so slightly and it conveyed a question that he asked himself every time he thought about her. 'What are you doing?'.

Everyone knew Marissa was using him. Everyone thought he was using her, but she did something to him. he changed somehow and it bothered him. he could never say it out loud. the words, the way he truly felt about her.

Volchok reached over towards the little crate that was his bedside table, and picked up a tin. one of those vintage old cigerette tins. He'd picked it up at a local market that's only open on weekend afternoons. it had rust lining the cover and the faded beige paint was rumbling in certain places.

"You wanna smoke?" he asked Marissa.
"Mmm hmm." was all she said. He pulled out the papers and the finely chopped weed. He knew Marissa hated bongs, so when she was around, he'd roll joints, just for her.
"Cigarette." he said, Marissa pulled one out from her deck and passed it to him. He was surprised, he didn't know she carried a deck with her, he only thought she smoked when she was around him. it bothered him a little, he didn't want her getting hooked or anything. He mixed the tobacco and weed together and rolled the joint, using a rolled up bit of cardboard for a filter. He sparked it up. The rough smoke burned his throat slightly, the strong taste of weed lingered on his lips. Marissa didn't smoke like him, She took long drags, and she'd hold in the smoke for ages until exhaling. He thought it was strange. Didn't it burn her like it burned him?

His body relaxed and his mouth started to dry out a little. Marissa passed him the glass of water without him asking. She knew his habits like he knew hers. He didn't care what anyone said, something about them worked. Somehow through this organised chaos, she was his beautiful mess, and he was going to be there to watch over her.

"So how long were you with Lil' Bitch for?" he asked, smirking.
"We were on and off for a while, and his name's Ryan." Marissa said, still staring at the tv.
"So it wasn't that serious?" Volchok wanted to know.
"Doesn't matter how long you're with a person, if you love them, you love them." she said. Volchok understood. He understood completely.

[~River~]

That was awsome thanx hun, is their more to come??? You captured the characters very well. Also how old are you, I always like to know when reading someones fanfic. plus in your title i added 18+ because of the graphic scenes.

[Cocaine-Love-Frenzy]

hi, thanks for the positive feedback. There are more to come, and i hope you enjoy them all.

I just turned 20 a week ago, and how old are you?

[Cocaine-Love-Frenzy]

Morning Glory

Kevin Volchok lay there on his side, his bed was warm and he could sense the early morning sun peaking through the windows. He was warm, he was cosy, and for the first time in a long time, his head didn't ache.

Eyes closed, he tried to pick up on the sound of her breathing. He felt her presence there, just a few inches away from his back. He wanted to turn around and hold her, but he was afraid to. Something held him back.

Marissa slid her body across the sheets, pressing her body against his back. The shape of her body adjusting to match his. She ran her fingers across his stomach, it tightens. She peaked over his head to see his lips form the tiniest of smiles. She grinned. She lay her head down and put her hand flat against his chest. His heart was beating, it was beating faster than it should, especially for a sleeping boy.

He felt her warm hand on his chest and it made him melt, he felt nervous, there were so many things he wanted to say but all he could do was lie in silence. He put his hand on top of hers, pressing it into his chest a little more. If he couldn't tell her how he felt at least he could show her what she did to him.

Marissa kisses his neck. Her soft lips pursed, she kisses his back.

Kevin feels a tingle ripple across his whole body. She had an electric touch, that made his heart beat and his mind melt.

She leans over him again, her hair falls on his cheek, across his eyes. He blinks once, twice. The light momentarily blinding him. Kevin turns around and faces her, but she's gone. Like tears in the rain, his beautiful mess disappears.

He sighs, and pulls the covers up higher, wrapping himself. It's cold again, and the light fades as clouds glide overhead.

[~River~]

Im 27 and when I have more tim elater i will read the section above.

[Cocaine-Love-Frenzy]

A Four Letter Word

Kevin stood there smiling, his arms folded. His little flat was cleaned, and through the haze of smoke coming from his cigerette, he could see Marissa, standing in his kitchen, cookbook propped up on some bottles, water boiling, and sharp knifes awkwardly slicing through vegetables.

She was cooking for him.

"Need some help?" he asked, supressing a laugh.
"NO! Go away!" she yelled, smiling herself. she was adorable.
"We could just get some take out." he teased her.
"NO! I told you, I know I can cook, i just haven't learned how to yet..."

'What brought this on?' Kevin thought to himself. yesterday she wouldn't return his calls and today he comes home to a clean place, and the girl was cooking him dinner. He puts down his cigarette and walks up behind her. pulling her hair back behind her shoulders, he kisses her neck. Marissa tries to push him away, but her hands are preoccupied, clumsily trying to cut a god damn carrot. He places his hands on her waist and twists her around, the carrot flies off the counter, the knife points at his neck. Kevin doesn't flinch. His eyes wander to the knife, and in it he can see the reflection of Marissa's eyes on him.

She kisses him passionately.
"Not now, I have to finish this." Marissa says in between kisses.
"Whatever." Kevin acts dismissive but inside he was glowing.

He didn't care how the meal turned out, she cared enough to cook, that's all that mattered.
Marissa places a plate of food in front of him. Her eyes are wide with anticipation, waiting for him to try it. He didn't know the name of the meal, nor what was in it, but he recognised some of the vegetables, he thinks. He smiles, and mumbles a 'thanks'. Kevin picks up a fork and picks at the food, he tries some. It was good, real good. He grabs Marissa and pulls her down, she falls in his lap. She giggles. This was his girl, and nobody could make him think any different. Marissa picks up the fork and feeds him, she dabs at his lips with a napkin.

For Kevin, this was serious. This was a four letter word he was afraid of. A four letter word he has never ever said aloud to anyone except his mother. A four letter word he knew Marissa didn't want to hear. He keeps chewing, afraid of what he might say if he stopped.

They smile, Marissa looks at him chewing the food she just made. She knew it wasn't that good, she tried some herself, but the fact that he enjoyed it, or at least pretended to enjoyed it made her heart beat that little bit faster.

Kevin swallows, and then looks at her. Their eyes gazing at each other. His crystal eyes were saying more than he wanted them to. Marissa suddenly understood what was happening. They weren't just hanging out with each other anymore. This was a four letter word she never thought Kevin could make her feel. Marissa looks away, afraid that her eyes would give away the secret Kevin's eyes just did.

[paperwings]

Just LOVE this fic, I've read it at FF. And I would without a doubt say, you're only one of a few authors that can write a character such as Volchok so well. Your fic is both original and just amazing. You're really talented, can't wait for more!

[Cocaine-Love-Frenzy]

You're being wayyy to kind Paperwings, but thank you very much. :P


Butterflies & Hurricanes

"You smell like flowers." Marissa eyed Kevin. They were in bed, and Marissa was once again teasing him.
"I don't smell like flowers. You do." Kevin groaned. He picked up his pillow and dropped it on her face. Marissa giggles.
"Why are you always sleeping? What do you do in your spare time that gets you so tired?" Marissa asks as she sits up.
"Babe, the only thing I do in my spare time is you." he responds. Marissa sits there wrapped in the covers, watching him. she chews on her bottom lip. Kevin can tell she wants to talk.
"Whats up?" he asks.
"Oh, nothing." Marissa replies dismissively. 'Nothing my ass' Kevin thought.
"C'mon, out with it". Marissa stopped biting her lower lip and ran her fingers through her hair.
"Are you sleeping with anyone else?" she was serious, and she was no longer teasing him. Kevin sighed. He wanted to say no, but he couldn't lie to her. Due to his silence, Marissa knew the answer.
"You're an asshole, you know that?" she got up, taking the covers with her. he was completely naked. A smack of cool air hit him.
"Marissa, you never said we were, you know, exclusive." Kevin said defensively.
"I didn't think I had to. You know how many of your friends try and pick me up, I tell them to piss off everytime." Marissa was digging around trying to find her underwear, her clothes, anything.
"Calm down babe, look, if you want me to just hang with you, I will, okay? solved." Kevin thought he was pretty slick in saying that. Problem solved he thought.
"What makes you think I even want to sleep with you anymore? and where the hell are my clothes?!" Marissa stared at him, her eyes were daggers. She was hurt. Hurt by HIM, she couldn't believe it, worse, she couldn't believe she cared enough about him to let herself get hurt. god dammit.

Kevin stood there, completely naked. She was staring at him, and her eyes, her eyes were welling with tears. He had hurt her. He never wanted to hurt her. What was going on? He took a few steps towards her.

"Back off Kevin!" Marissa yelled. A tear rolled down her cheek.

Kevin took a few more steps towards her.

"I said back off!" she was crying. Like a little girl who grazed her knee, she was crying. Because of him.

Of all the emotions Kevin should have been feeling, he felt scared. He didn't want to lose her. He didn't even think twice about other girls. It was sex and that was all it was.

Marissa stood there, naked. She was trembling, she was crying, and she wanted to walk away, she wanted to get changed and leave, but she couldn't, because he was a part of her, and she loved him. Through breathless sobs, and falling tears, she could see him, slowly coming towards her. And his face, he was scared. did she scare him? She buried her face deeper into her hands, crying harder.
He stared at her, and remembered every girl he ever saw cry. He stared at her, and saw the innocence that emanated from her. He stared at her and felt his heart breaking because he knew he had broken hers.

Kevin carefully placed his hand on her shoulder, fearing that she'd pull away or hit him.

Marissa felt his hand on her shoulder, it was warm, soft, comforting. she didn't know what to do. She just needed to cry.

Kevin cautiously gets closer to her. He puts another hand on her waist. He eases her into his chest, and she follows.

Marissa was wrapped in Kevin, her face against his chest, her arms tucked in at her breasts. His arms tightly wound around her. She felt so warm and so safe, but she still needed to cry.

Kevin felt her in his arms. A creature of beauty crying before him. He tightened his hold. She was trembling and so was he. Kevin felt an overwhelming sensation of sadness. He felt every breath she took, every tear she shed. He closed his eyes and felt a tear roll down his cheek.

Marissa wrapped her arms around Kevin, she felt him crying. She felt his chest contract with every sob. His hands were in her hair, cradleing her head, holding her close to him.

If nothing else told them they were in love, it was this, the duality of their broken hearts.

[Cocaine-Love-Frenzy]

Summer Daze

Marissa gazed outside the window. In the day time everything looked different. Across from her sat Summer, they were having lunch at some fancy restaurant. Summer had gotten her hands on daddy's credit card.
"So tell me Coop, whats going on? You've been a no show like almost everyday, and I'm getting worried." Summer was eating with her fingers. classy.
"I've just been hanging around with Kevin a lot. I'm sorry, I know I should spend more time with you." Marissa heard herself say the words but her mind was elsewhere.
"Volchok, gross. What do you guys do together? Mosh 24/7? He's such a loser." Summer continued shovelling food in her mouth.
"He's not that bad, besides, that’s what you said about Ryan when you found out he was from Chino." Marissa rolled her eyes.
"What? You want me to get to know him? As if." Summer didn't care about Volchok, she just wanted Marissa back. As much as she loved Seth, she was getting bored hanging out with him all the time. She needed her girlfriend.

Marissa couldn't get him off her mind. Despite his shortcomings, Kevin could be a sweet guy, and she knew he cared for her.
"Coop, hello? What are you stoned?" Summer distracted her from her thoughts.
"What? No. I'm just thinking that’s all"
"About what?... you're not thinking about him are you?!" Summer was annoyed. Here she was shouting her best friend an expensive meal, trying to spend time with her and all Marissa could do was think about that asshole Volchok.
"There’s more to him than you know. There’s more to him than I even know. I just feel comfortable around him. He makes me feel safe. We know each other, and he makes me feel butterflies when I'm with him."
"Oh my god, ew. Butterflies and Volchok? You can't convince me to like him you know. I have my ground and I'm standing on it." Summer
Marissa sat there and watched as summer gave her look after look of disappointment, shovelling food down her mouth. Marissa was put off. She loved summer, but right now, Summer wasn't making her feel anything but annoyed.
"Marissa, theres something seriously wrong with you if you have feelings for a guy like Volchok." Summer blurted out like fact. Marissa had enough.

How dare she sit there, shovelling food down her mouth like a pig, with her perfect boyfriend, and perfect father, with her perfect life and judge her. Marissa felt angry, betrayed by Summer of all people.
"Sum, this is why I don't hang out with you so much anymore. You make me feel bad for everything I do. Kevin doesn't care, he loves me for who I am, he doesn't judge, ever. Why do you have to keep putting me down? I'm sorry I'm not the perfect princess for you to play with anymore."
Marissa was standing there, over the table, her lips parted, her eyebrows furrowed. The look on Summers face turned from shocked to sympathetic.
"He loves you? Has he said this?" Summer was stunned. She had no idea how deep this thing between Marissa and Kevin ran.
"No, he hasn't said it, but he doesn't need to Sum, I know he does, and I think I love him too." Marissa couldn't even believe she was saying this out loud. She had barely admitted these feelings to herself.
"Marissa, woah, this is big." Summer had stopped eating. Her wide eyes focusing on Marissa.
"I know..." Marissa's voice wavered. She wanted to cry so badly right now. Her heart just ached when she wasn't around Kevin. It was undeniable, the lust, the love, it was all there. It was different to the other love she had gone through in the past. With Luke, she loved him but she was never in love with him. He had always been there. He was a friend. With Ryan, it was a deep understanding, a comforting kind of love. He was there when she needed him most. But she never lusted for him the way she did Kevin. Kevin Volchok was special, he was her little boy, her friend, her lover, her man. The way he smelt, the way he slept on his stomach. The way he held cradled her head with both hands when they kissed, his fingers through her hair. The way their bodies moved together when they had sex. It felt so right, why couldn’t Summer understand that?
"Marissa, have you told Kevin you love him?" Summer asked.
"No, I can't. I think he wants to tell me though. Every now and then, he looks at me, and he goes quiet and his eyes, oh my god his eyes summer, they're like crystal clear, and I know he wants to say it, and I really want him to say it..."
"But you guys don't say it, you don’t tell each other you love one another. Doesn't that tell you something? That it's not meant to be perhaps?" Summer didn't mean to offend Marissa, but she did. Marissa glared at her through teary eyes.
"Obviously you don't understand, you're all safe with your emo boyfriend right?"
"Hey, don't you bring Seth into this. I have problems just like anyone else, but you look for trouble Marissa, you…" Summer didn't have time to finish.
"Thanks for lunch Sum." Marissa grabbed her handbag and walked out. She wanted to see Kevin.
Summer sat there staring at the food, she couldn't believe what Marissa had just told her. She picked up her mobile and dialled.
"...Seth, are you hungry?"

[~River~]

this is great work hun, keep it coming.

[Cocaine-Love-Frenzy]

Three's a Crowd

part 1

Kevin swilled the ice in his glass. No more bourbon left. It was an incredibly hot evening. Kevin wore a loose fitting singlet, pair of jeans and some flip-flops.
"Hey." he called to the bartender. She turns around. Kevin points at his empty glass and she nods. The pain was almost gone. It'd been a couple of weeks since he left the hospital. He was healing pretty quickly, although his nose remained bandaged and the cut on his chin was still slightly swollen. His right eye still had a hint of blue.

The bait shop was dead quiet that evening. No more than 6 or 7 people. Either standing at the bar, having a drink or hanging in the back lounges. Good thing it wasn't crowded, the heat would be unbearable. Kevin preferred sitting at the bar. Made for quick drinks and better small talk, although the only other person at the bar was a gorgeous blonde, cute nose, all the right trimmings. She was a rocker, she had attitude, he liked attitude. He couldn't be bothered starting up the conversation though. Not in the state he was in. His face all messed up and what not. Kevin didn't need to talk to get the girl's attention. She was already checking him out, and he knew what her body language was saying, she wanted to chat.

Alex sat at the bar, Corona in one hand cigarette in the other. The place looked different since she was last there. It had been awhile. Some guy with his face smashed in sat a few feet down from her. She was getting real curious as to what had happened to him. His face was kinda messed up, but his eyes were crystal clear.
"You know, I used to manage this place." Alex said casually. She waited for him to reply.
"Yeah? Get fired?" Kevin responded with a slightly painful smirk.
"Nah, I had stuff to deal with, I left this joint." Alex sat there watching him. She hoped he wasn’t going to give her one-word answers the whole night?
"Yeah, did you deal with it?" Kevin asked curiously.
"Well I guess so, that’s why I'm back in Newport." she smiled. "I'm Alex by the way." she extended her arm, her hand waited for his.
"Kevin." He reached out and gave it a firm shake.
"What happened to your face Kevin?" Alex asked trying to sound playful and un-intrusive. She ran the icy cool bottle across her cheek and onto her neck.
"I got beat by my supplier." Kevin grinned. He took a gulp of the bourbon. "You wanna ‘nother drink Alex?" he pulled out his wallet.
"Sure. Ella could I grab another Corona and a bourbon ice." Alex winked at Kevin. He couldn't help but laugh a little. 'Smart ass' he thought.

[Cocaine-Love-Frenzy]

Three's a Crowd

part 2

'He's gorgeous' Alex thought to herself. He was a bit black and blue, but he was gorgeous. That smile. Those eyes. But Alex knew something wasn't right. Here she was, fully aware that she was quite alright to look at, and this guy was barely flirting. It was like he was holding back.

"You've got a girlfriend don't you?" Alex looked at him, focused, she wanted to see if he lied or not.
"I'm sort of seeing someone. We don't go by that girlfriend, boyfriend title. It sounds too official." Kevin was being honest.
"So is it serious?" Alex wanted to know, because if he was available, she was going to take him home tonight.
"Well she hasn't called me for bout a week. She umm, wasn't too happy about where my businesss affairs were taking me." Kevin slurred. He finished his drink.

Marissa was angry at him. How could he be so stupid, keeping money from his suppliers, dealers or whatever they're called. He didn't even tell her why he tried to steal the money. And to make it up to her, he bought her a necklace. She had a million necklaces, she didn't need another, she just needed him. But after leaving the hospital that night, she had to take some time off from Kevin. It was becoming too real. Her reaction was too real, the fear of losing him was too real. She needed to calm herself, and rethink her priorities. She couldn't escape the heat. She sat in her room, in darkness, taking mouthfuls from her flask. She missed him so much.

Alex grabbed his arm, he was tipsy and she felt she had shouted him enough drinks.
"You alright to walk Kev?" she asked while laughing. His lips were pouting, his eyebrows furrowed, he smiled.
"Where’s the loo?" Kevin asked grinning.
"It's through there, to your left." Alex let go of his arm, Kevin stumbles. 'He's soo cute' Alex thought to herself. "Why don't I walk you there Kev?" She slings his arm over her shoulder and wraps her arms around his waist guiding him.
"Dun call me Kev, call me Volchok." Kevin stammered.
"What's a Volchok?" Alex asks confused.
"Dun worry." Kevin stumbles into the bathroom. He walks to the urinal and relieves himself. Alex waits patiently. Kevin splashes his face with water. He felt a tiny bit more sober now.
The door burst open and comically, Kevin strides out. Alex suppressed a laugh.
"How are you getting home?" she asks.
"I got my bike here." Kevin replied.
"Oh, is that your motorbike out there? It's nice."
"I know." Kevin was proud of his bike.
"But I'm not letting you ride it home. You're no where near straight enough to ride." her eyes are fixed on his. Kevin leans forward and cups Alex's face in his hand.
"Babe, I could ride you right now if you want me to." he kisses her.
He tasted like cigarettes and cheap alcohol, but to her, this drunken kiss was what she had been waiting for.
"Easy tiger", she pulled away slowly, Alex paused looking at him, letting the kiss sink in. "Let's get you home first. I'm driving." Alex dangled her keys in front of him.

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Three's a Crowd

part 3

They pulled up to Kevins place. Alex sat in the driver’s seat of her jeep. She turned of the ignition and the sound system died. Silence.
"Nice place." Alex says. She waits for an invite.
"Yeah it's alright, you should see the inside." Kevin sparked up a cigarette, handed it to Alex and sparked another for himself.
"Thanks, you gonna be alright?" she asks. She waits for an invite.
"You wanna come in and take care of me?" Kevin smiles at her.
"Thought you'd never ask Kev." she grabbed her handbag and stuffed her keys into it.
"It's Volchok." he said
"Yeah, whatever the hell that is." she replied, with a smile, still puzzled as to what this 'Volchok' thing was.
Kevin slid the door open, he'd forgot to lock it, 'idiot' he thought to himself. He Switched on the lights.
"Make yourself at home." Alex plopped onto the sofa. She eyed his apartment. It was nice. Nothing fancy but it had character.

"You wanna hit?" Kevin asks before pulling out a small baggie of coke.
"Not tonight babe, but if you roll me a joint I'll smoke with you." Kevin obliged. He pulled out the weed, papers, tobacco and rolled.

"You got a tv?" alex asks.
"Yeah, its over there, we'll have to sit on the bed to watch though." Kevin said pointedly.
"Yeah sure." Alex grabbed the ashtray and joint and took it over to his bed. Kevin slumped into bed and turned on the tv.
"Oooh, Horror movie." Alex was easily amused. Kevin felt his mouth dry out a bit and his body relax. He was thirsty.
"I'm getting a drink, you want something?" Kevin asks while getting back up.
"You got any beer?" Alex asks. Kevin laughs.
"Yeah we got beer." Kevin walks to the fridge and grabs a few cans of drinks. As he’s walking back to his bed, he notices Alex taking of her top, who wouldn't notice.
"It's hot in here." Alex says as a matter of fact.
"Hey, I don't need excuses, If you wanna take of your clothes, by all means, go ahead" Kevin grinned. He slipped off his jeans. Slumped into bed and cracked a can open.

Marissa lay in bed, it was late, and she was tired, drunk and by herself. Summer was at Seth’s, and Ryan, well god knows where Ryan was. She wished she were at Kevin’s, just lying next to him. Watching him sleep. She took another mouthful from her flask. Time for a refill she thought.

They lay there in buzzing relaxation, their minds melted beyond recognition. They giggled like school kids. Kevin and Alex had watched a few Dvd's none of which they could remember, but it was fun anyway. Alex was enjoying herself. It had been awhile since she just chilled out with someone. Kevin was having a blast as per usual. He was always willing to make whatever situation he was in, fun. The weed dulled the throbbing and aches he had throughout his body.

Alex rolled over to face him, her arms across his chest. He flinched.
"Am I hurting you babe?" Alex asked. She kissed his shoulder.
"Not really, just a bit tender" Kevin tried to focus his eyes on Alex, but he was getting drowsy. She had slipped of her skirt and her panties. He tried to focus but a surge of drowsiness hit him. Inside him, he knew he had to perform. He couldn't let this babe get away telling her friends he was no fun. Too many drugs? Not enough? Whatever the reason, he slipped into a deep dreamless sleep.

Alex saw his eyes droop and his body relaxing. Poor boy she thought. Probably his meds acting up with all the alcohol & drugs. He was so adorable. She let him sleep. She pulled up the covers and watched TV for a bit more until she too, passed out from tiredness. It had been a good evening. She had a man sleeping with her. No sex, but fun anyway.

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Three's a Crowd

part 4

The warmth of the afternoon sun gently eased Alex into consciousness. She opened her eyes and saw Kevin lying there, a little bit of drool on the side of his mouth. She smiled. She took her thumb and wiped it away. Kevin mumbled something in his sleep. 'So cute' she thought.
"I'm going to take a shower babe". She whispered to Kevin, she kissed his cheek. Alex got up and found herself a clean towel and slipped into the shower.

Marissa was gunning it down the road. She couldn't take it anymore, she had to see Kevin, she missed him and it was a mistake to cool it off. She loved him and regardless of wether he was comfortable in saying it to her or not, she was going to tell him. She needed to. It was eating away at her.

Alex stepped out of the shower. She dried her hair as much as she could. She tip toed to Kevin’s bed and sat down. Alex ran her fingers along his back, he twitched. She kissed his neck, and he murmured.
"Good afternoon Kevin" she whispered. She nibbled his ear. He woke. Kevin looked at Alex up and down. She was wearing nothing but a towel. Her hair was damp, her skin was fresh. 'Not a bad sight to wake up to' He thought to himself.

"How'd you sleep?" Kevin asked while sparking a cigarette.
"Like a baby." Alex replied. Kevin smirked. He needed some water. He went to the fridge.

Marissa pulled up to Kevin’s place. His bike wasn't there. She sighed. 'He better be in there' she thought. She walked up to the large sliding door and tapped lightly.

Kevin heard the knocking. He was preoccupied though, trying to make himself something to eat.
"Hey, answer the door". He blurted out while trying to find ingredients for an omelette. Alex, still loosely wrapped in her towel walked to the door.
Marissa waited, she was getting impatient. She just wanted to see Kevin. She just wanted to say she was in love with him. She knocked again.

Alex grabbed the handle and slid it open. She couldn't believe who she saw standing there.

Marissa stared at the blonde that stood in front of her, naked. Her heart stopped, and her stomach did a somersault.

"Marissa!" Alex was ecstatic She jumped at Marissa giving her a full on bear hug. "How did you know I was here? Oh my god I missed you so much!" Alex stood there waiting for Marissa to reply.

Kevin froze. 'Shit! shit! shit!' he thought to himself. 'What the fuck? They're friends?' He couldn't think of a way out of this one. He didn't even remember what happened last night.

"Marissa! Babe, how'd you know I was here?!" Alex couldn't stop smiling she was so happy to see Marissa. Marissa just stared at her.

"Hi Alex, I didn't know you were in town. My boyfriend lives here." Marissa said coldly. "Is Kevin in? I'd like to say a few words to him."

Kevin stood completely still, arms folded. Defiantly he looked Marissa straight in the eyes. he couldn't remember if he slept with Alex or not but regardless of what happened, he didn't do anything wrong. He had to stand his ground on this one. He knew he would cop the blame for this situation even if Marissa had said they were on a break.

It was early in the afternoon and Marissa had just walked in on her ex, Alex, and the man she loved, Kevin. She wasn't pleased. She was hurt. She came to admit her true feelings for him and here she was greeted by the 2 of them looking fairly smug. She glared at Kevin, he just stood there, defiantly. It confused her. Was he twisting the knife in her back?