Текст книги "Love Me Back"
Автор книги: Michelle Lynn
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Chapter 11 – 18 years old Senior Prom
Trent and the rest of the soccer team won the State Championship and that night Trent asked me to date him again. He had taken me out on the porch at Gabe’s house telling me how stupid he was letting me go last summer and that he wanted his Lucy back. I knew it had something to do with me going out with Gabe the night before but I couldn’t resist him. I had high hopes we could make it work this time around.
It was now spring and we had been dating for six months, the longest stretch we had been together. We were inseparable even more than Kenna and Bryan. Trent and I started doing things separate then them to give us more time alone. Since my mom was gone almost every night I spent most of my time at the Bassos. With Doug and Gabe gone Mr. and Mrs. Basso never minded having another body around. They were my family even more than my own, except for Jack but he was living in Chicago with Doug and a couple other guys.
My mom and I drifted further apart. She rarely was home and when she was a male companion was with her. I would sneak out driving over to Trent’s on those nights. He would meet me in an old barn they had on their property when it was used for farming. They mostly used it as a garage to fix cars up now but there was a loft with some hay bales. We would put a blanket down and lay there together talking about our future.
Trent wanted to become a famous soccer player like Beckham and I dreamed of becoming a designer. I didn’t want to be one that remodeling famous or rich houses but middle class. I wanted to see their faces when I would change their living to something they never could imagine. This made my obsession with HGTV and DIY channels.
We imagined Mackenna and Bryan living next to us and bringing our kids up together. We would have it all love, kids and careers. Unlike our parents we would get out of this town.
Those were the dreams we made in that barn. While my life was in shambles with my mother sleeping with every man in the town Trent would keep looking forward on our future. When a woman would give me a sideways stare because my mother slept with her husband Trent would squeeze my hand tighter or pull me closer.
Of course we did more than talk but other than heavy make out sessions and Trent’s roaming hands up my shirt we did nothing more. We were worried about pregnancy and the chances it could change our future in a drastic way. Not that it wasn’t hard, Trent had begged me more than a couple times to go on the pill but I didn’t want to go to the doctor by myself and I definitely wasn’t going to ask my mother.
Prom was next month and like the classic cliché I was going to surprise him. Mackenna went with me to the doctor last month but it takes a month to kick in before it’s effective so I decided I would spring it on him prom night.
Mrs. Basso took me dress shopping since my mother is indisposed. I have a credit card my dad gave me in case of emergencies. She took me to Marge’s, the only dress shop in town. The store is filled with girls and their mothers scrambling to find dresses. I imagine every girl from five towns come to get their prom dresses here.
“Thank you for bringing me Mrs. Basso.”
“Oh sweetie, don’t thank me. It’s my pleasure. Having three boys never let me do these girly things.” She puts her arm around me pulling me closer kissing me on the temple. “Now let’s find you the perfect dress.”
“It’s so crowded, I hope there’s one here.” I am skeptical on finding the right one. Mackenna’s dad had taken her down to Chicago to get hers.
“Maddy, you would look beautiful in anything but I am certain your dress is here.” She assures me.
“Well, let’s start I guess.” I walk over to the first row spotting a lilac dress that comes up around the neck like a halter-top. I have this feeling about it so I take it to the dressing room.
“Oh Maddy, you look gorgeous honey.” Mrs. Basso flushes when I walk out of the dressing room.
The dress has a rhinestone edging that meets between my breasts where it is cinched together. It flows out across my stomach all the way down to my ankles. The dress suits my body shape and I instantly fall in love with it.
“I think this is it Mrs. Basso.” I exclaim looking at myself in the mirror. A couple girls are looking at me from the side most likely waiting for me to put it down but I am keeping it.
“Are you sure you don’t want to look around sweetie?” She asks clearly disappointed our girls time is being cut short.
“I’m positive, this is it.” I turn around towards her.
“When you know, you know. Let’s get it and go get our nails done, my treat.” She comes up grabbing both my hands and bringing them out to my sides. “You look so beautiful Maddy and I am sure my son will pass out when he sees you.”
“I hope so.”
“I know so.” We both smile.
Prom night came before I could blink. I got ready at Mackenna’s so she could do my make-up and hair. Her dress is tight and short while mine is flowing and long. Trent loves my hair down so I want to keep it down even though Kenna wants me to put it up like her. I don’t let her put too much make-up on me either. I want to look natural. Tonight is the night I am losing my innocence so to speak and I don’t want to look like my mother.
Trent and Bryan come to pick us up with their parents in tow to take pictures. We can hear all the parents chatting along with clanking bottles and glasses. All the parents’ laughter fills the downstairs with the absence of mine. A twinge of pain hits me but I push it away.
Mackenna and I make our way down the stairs and when we turn the corner into the family room, everyone quiets down. My face instantly becomes pink and I bite my bottom lip in anticipation of what Trent is thinking. Bryan walks right up to Mackenna hugging her nuzzling his head in the crock of her neck whispering something in her ear. Whatever he says makes her giggle and she slaps him on his shoulder.
Trent stares at me from across the room, his mom and dad on either side of him. His expression is unreadable. I have never seen him like this so I start walking towards him but he quickly puts his hand up telling me to stay where I am. He slowly walks over to me and when he reaches me I notice his hands are shaking.
“You look beautiful Madeline Jennings.” He shakes his head back and forth. “I can’t believe you are my girl.” He takes out the corsage he bought me wrapping it around my wrist. It has a purple ribbon running through the white roses.
When I grab his lapel to pin the boutonniere I can smell his cologne mixed his soap I have grown used to. He smiles down at me when I pin it into place.
“Thanks for not pricking me.” He jokes.
Mrs. Basso pushes and pulls us through all the pictures the parents want. When the Bassos stand next to Trent and me, Mr. Basso is positioned next to me. He is a quiet man who keeps to himself. So it takes me by surprise when he speaks to me. “I hope I am not overstepping my boundaries. I have always thought of you as my daughter Maddy. You look incredibly beautiful tonight. You are a remarkable young lady. Have fun tonight but not too much fun.” He winks his right eye and I feel a tear drop fall from my left eye.
“Thank you Mr. Basso.” I crush into him wrapping my arms around his neck. He seems taken by surprise at first but then squeezes me tight. Mrs. Basso peers over to us grinning wide.
Bryan’s dad is allowing him take his BMW so we pile in the silver sedan-waving goodbye to the parents in the lawn. We have to drive forty minutes up to Milwaukee since the prom is being held at a swanky hotel.
The room is decorated in black, silver and white with hues of blue. The theme is Hollywood film. There are twinkling lights around every tree and pillar in the room. It looks magical and being there with Trent means even more. I couldn’t have imagined going with anyone else.
We stop to take our picture and ask if they would take one of all four of us as well and the cameraman happily obliges. The boys make us do one funny one after the professional posed picture. Kenna jumps on Bryan’s back with Bryan’s face turned towards hers and Trent picks me up holding my legs and arms kissing me on the lips.
We take our seats at the table closest to the stage. Sharing a table with a couple other soccer players and their dates. I see Trent passing a flask back in forth with one of his buddies making me nervous. I don’t want him to get drunk tonight. He had promised me beforehand he wouldn’t drink and I don’t want to ruin our prom night so I don’t say anything.
After the meal which none of us barely touched we all dance a lot but I keep finding Trent on the side with the rest of the soccer team. I finally have enough so I approach him.
“Trent, come dance.” I grab his hand pulling him out.
“Ok Maddy” he responds waving his hand to his friends.
Just as we hit the floor the music turns slow and Trent instantly pulls me closer swaying back and forth with me.
“I can’t tell you how amazing you look tonight Maddy.” Trent softly speaks.
“You don’t look so bad yourself.” I respond. Trent did look stunning. The black tuxedo filled out his shoulders more making him look even more muscular and fit. He had let his hair grow out a little since soccer season is over so the waves fell just above his eyes making him irresistible when he puts his hand through them. The silver vest make his clear blue eyes sparkle even more.
“Thank you Ms. Jennings.” Trent brings me closer to him. “I wish we had a room, I would love to see you out of this dress.”
“Trent Basso.” I screech. He never has said anything like that before to me. Not that I mind but it surprised me and maybe think he has had a little too much of what is in that flask.
“Come on Maddy. I know I have asked before but it’s killing me. I love you so much and I want to be with you in that way. It will bring us so much closer together.” He pleads with me, which means that my assumptions are correct, he is tipsy if not already drunk.
“Well, Mr. Basso. Tonight might be your lucky night but you better stop drinking from that flask.”
“Really?” He pulls back from me his eyes bulging out of his head in disbelief.
“I wanted to surprise you tonight. I thought we could go up to the barn when we get back to your place but at this rate you won’t be in any shape.”
“Oh, you don’t have to worry about that. Let’s get Bryan and Kenna and go.” He grabs my hand starting to pull me.
“Trent, we can wait. We only have one prom.” I pull him back to me holding him in my arms.
“One prom and one first time.” Trent says back. I am just about to let him take me when they announce it is time for the king and queen to be revealed.
“I know it’s going to be us baby. Let’s go.” Trent pulls me to the front with Mackenna and Bryan.
To my surprise Gabe comes up to the microphone. “What is your brother doing here?” I ask Trent.
“They always try to get a previous king or queen to announce it and he agreed since he was in Milwaukee interviewing this week.” Trent tells me.
“Oh” I say surprised he never told me his brother was going to be here.
“Ok settle down everyone. For those of you that don’t know me.” The whole school yells Gabe Basso. “Alright some of you know me.” he laughs. “As a previous prom king it is my pleasure to announce this year’s king. “ Gabe opens the envelope. A huge smile comes across his face and I know instantly whose name is on that envelope. “Trent Basso.” He reveals to everyone.
Trent turns to me kissing me on the cheek “See you up there babe.” Walking up on stage where Gabe puts the crown on his head.
A blonde with a slim figure and friendly smile comes up to the microphone after Gabe. “So, now that we have a king, we need a queen. Right ladies?” She waits for the screams and yells to calm down. “From the looks of your king I am surprised all you ladies aren’t fighting to get up here.” She laughs at her own joke. Trent’s eyes find mine and I stare into his as she opens her envelope. “Your prom queen is…Chloe Anderson.”
Trent’s eyes close briefly as I mine do. Chloe practically runs in her four inch heels up to the stage and the blonde puts the crown on her head. Gabe gives Trent the flowers he is to give her and Trent follows his role to a tee, even kissing her on the cheek. She hooks arms with him smiling like she just won the lottery.
The band starts playing the slow song they will dance to so everyone scurries off the floor to accompanying tables to observe them. Trent finds my eyes again when he first descends from the stairs but Chloe quickly diverts him to the dance floor. I sit there in a seat closest to the dance floor watching my soul mate dance with an ex-girlfriend who never made it shy to be known she wants him back.
“It’s just a dance, I’m sure he wishes it was you.” A deep voice says behind me.
“That’s what my mind keeps telling me but my heart wants to run out there and tear her hideous blond hair out.” I turn around and gasp. “Sorry, I thought you were Bryan.”
“Sorry to disappoint you.” He says.
“No Gabe, I just wouldn’t have sounded like such a bitch.” I confess.
“I have to admit, I am surprised it wasn’t you.” He sits down next to me resting his ankle on his knee stretching his arm across the back of my chair. He’s wearing a dark charcoal suit with a black button down shirt and burgundy tie. His hair and eyes are so close to Trent’s if you look at them from the eyes up you think they are twins. Although Gabe is starting to form the smallest crow’s feet next to his eyes showing his older years.
“Not me.” My stomach is churning watching Trent’s hands resting on her hips. He isn’t holding her remotely as close as he did me five minutes ago but it is hard seeing him with someone else.
“Why? You guys are obviously the idolized couple around here.”
“I’m competition. You know you Basso boys are so naïve to your good looks.”
“I don’t think you are competition. Maybe they are mad because you already won and they never even got up to bat.”
“That’s the kicker, that little blond out there got up to bat hitting a double and will do anything to get up there again.”
“Oh Madgirl, you just don’t get it.” He starts laughing.
“What?” I question him straightforward. There is no humor in my voice.
“When you’re around no one else exists” he stares at me and I wonder who he is talking about.
The dance opens up to everyone so a few couples make their way out to the floor.
“Come on, let’s go make some people jealous.” He stands up holding his hand out for me to take.
I look at Trent who seems to be chatting it up with Chloe letting her rest her head on his shoulder. “Sure” I take his hand and he leads me out to the floor.
Gabe puts one hand on the small of my back and holds my other hand out. He is moving me across the floor like Fred Astaire. “Where did you learn to dance like this?” I ask in astonishment.
“I needed another elective so I took ballroom dancing. I know kind of lame.” He confesses.
“Not lame…Sexy as hell.” I smile and he dips me.
“Sexy huh?” He grins back. “Glad I took that instead of racquetball.”
The song ends and claps roar through the room. People are standing around us in a circle cheering for us. My face instantly turns red but Gabe seems to enjoy it bowing to thank them. I find Trent at the side with Chloe next to him. He looks angry and upset which I don’t understand since I am dancing with his brother and he is dancing with an ex.
Gabe and I walk over to Trent, I instantly go to his side squeezing myself between him and Chloe. “Thanks for taking care of my girl, bro.” He says towards Gabe.
“No problem” Gabe speaks matter of fact not noticing that Trent is upset. “I got to get going anyway so have fun guys.” He goes to leave but turns around. “Thanks for the dance Madgirl, it was the highlight of my night.” He winks at me.
I hear a girl whisper “What the hell does she have that I don’t? One Basso is taken so she grabs another one.”
“Thank you Gabe.” I say over to him.
Trent pulls me by my hand bringing me closer to him putting his lips on mine. He thrusts his tongue in my mouth forcing me to open. When my tongue meets his he eases it slowly over mine until they mingle together into their own dance. His hands soften around my back resting at my hip.
I hear Chloe sigh extremely loud before I hear her heels click away.
We slowly push away from each other and he rests his forehead on mine. “Sorry, I don’t know why it gets me so jealous when you are with Gabe. This rage comes over me when I see him look at you.” He admits.
“Trent, he’s your brother.” I declare.
“I know but…”
“No buts, there is no reason to be jealous.” I give him a chaste kiss on the lips smiling up at him.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
It is midnight when the four of us get into the silver sedan to go home. My feet are killing me so I take off my shoes resting them on Trent’s lap. He rubs them for me while Bryan drives us back to the Bassos. All the parents agreed to let us stay in the Basso’s basement since they wouldn’t let us get a hotel room.
Mackenna is sound asleep when we get back so Bryan carries her into the house placing her on the couch in the basement. I drape a blanket over her. “I guess this is the end of my prom night.” Bryan jokes taking the couch opposite Mackenna’s.
“Guess so” the three of us laugh as Kenna starts lightly snoring.
There are two air mattresses blown up on the floor between the couches. I lay down on one of them. Trent looks down at me and then holds his hand out. “Let’s go my queen.” I smile surprised he remembered.
“You guys have about three hours, make the most of them,” Bryan says turning over facing the back of the couch.
“I intend to man.” Trent speaks pulling me by my hand up the stairs and out the front door. We run to the barn, me barefoot in my dress, him in his tuxedo.
“Stay here for one second.” Trent stops me at the doors.
“Ok” I agree. He slides himself through the opening. I stand there hearing the crickets and animals scurrying around in the woods behind us. I know I was doing the right thing. I have it so much better than other girls. Trent loves me and I love him. I can’t imagine losing my virginity to anyone else. If I wasn’t already one hundred percent sure I am when Trent opens the barn doors.
He takes my hand in his encircling his fingers around mine. I see the love in his eyes as he brings me to the ladder. The lights are illuminated when I peek at the top and I almost faint. Trent has twinkle lights hanging from the ceiling with lanterns lit at two corners. He laid out two pillows and a blanket on top of the hay.
I stand there speechless in awe.
“I know it’s still a barn and you deserve so much better…” he starts to make excuses.
“Trent it’s wonderful. Thank you.” Tears well in my eyes as he comes towards me taking my hand bringing me down to the blanket.
“We don’t have to Maddy. I know I have pressured you and I am sorry. I would be content with holding you all night.” He moves his hand to the back of my neck pulling me close.
“No, I want to Trent.” I declare.
He moves his lips over mine as he slowly lays me down. His hands rest on either side of my face. Our tongues join together and I whimper into his mouth and he into mine. The passion between us is more than we have ever experienced.
“Tell me if you want to stop, ok Mad?”
I nod in agreement but I don’t want him to stop.
His mouth moves down to my jaw making his way to my neck and ear. He sucks on my earlobe and my eyes close in pleasure. He brings me to my side so he can unzip my dress. He attentively brings the zipper down taking one strap down my arm and then the other exposing my bra. His eyes go wide in anticipation.
“You’re so beautiful Maddy.” He starts kissing my collar bone tracing it to my shoulder moving down to my breasts. He unclasps my white strapless bra dropping it next to me. Taking my nipple in his mouth he flicks his tongue making it pebble. As he sucks on my breasts his hands push my dress down past my hips. I help him, lifting my feet leaving me in my white satin panties.
I put my hands on either side of his face bringing it back to my mouth. I roll him over straddling him. I start unbuttoning his white tuxedo shirt revealing his muscular chest and hard abs. His hands reach up massaging my breasts brushing his thumbs over my nipples. My fingers roam to his pants button and I undo his pants pulling them down leaving him in his black boxer briefs. I place little butterfly kisses across his chest and stomach making my way up to his mouth. Once my lips meet his he crushes into me demanding and insistent.
The kiss turns fierce, our tongues moving fast in and out. Our hands starting to become firmer grasping each other harder. I put my hands on either side of his boxers hauling them down to the pile of clothes at our feet. He takes off my white panties slowly while kissing my stomach and when he comes back up I feel his hardness at my opening.
Trent feels me tense immediately “Are you sure?”
“Absolutely”
“I love you Madeline.” He says as he enters me bit by bit.
I cringe grabbing his arms with my hands at the first push.
“You ok?”
I nod and he continues to pierce into me until he is fully encased in me. As he gets into a slow rhythm he circles his hips while staring into my eyes. A surge flows through my body tingling with enjoyment. I know right then I would remember this for the rest of my life.
“I love you Trent.” I whisper in his ear when he comes down to kiss my neck and shoulder.
“I love you too Maddy, so much.” He whispers back.
When we climax in ecstasy Trent’s body falls on top of mine and I hold him against me never wanting this feeling to end. He rolls over on his back, bringing me on top of him. He brings the blanket over us and puts his hands through my hair.
“I wish we could stay like this forever.” Trent says kissing the top of my head.
“Me too. Thank you Trent.”
“For what?” He brings my head up to meet his.
“For being gentle, I couldn’t have hoped for a better first time.”
“Me either. I couldn’t imagine this moment with anyone else.”
