"That's just what happens sometimes," I chuckled, combing my hands through her hair. Selena pulled away, frowning at the mess she happened to make. Rolling off her knees, she picked her body up and shimmied off the bed. I watched in my own daze as she smoothed out the soft wrinkles in her shirt and searched for her panties and shorts.
"Why are you getting dressed?" I questioned, propping myself are my elbows as she slipped on her cotton panties.
"I'm going home," she scoffed, "Gosh, I don't even know why I even came here. You really are a freaking dog."
"You came here because you wanted to. I wasn't there to force you to get I the cab, right?" I laid back down and sighed, "But if you want to leave, be my fucking guest."
"...and how do you suppose I get home? I don't even know my way around here."
I shrugged my shoulders, tiredly closing my eyes.
With a screechy growl, she pulled on her shorts and stormed out of my bedroom only to collide with my little sister.
"I knew I heard another voice in this house. Are you another one of Nick's whores?" she sneered towards Selena, who was taken aback. Looking back at my door, she shook her head.
"Have you ever thought of taking him to a psychologist?" Selena plainly suggested.
"Sure. Plenty of times, but Nick doesn't think he has anything wrong with him."
"There's obviously something wrong with him if he thinks I'm going to sleep with him," she sighed as she walked past Jenny, my sister.
"Chick, if you gave him play, he's already got you," Jenny called out as she watched Selena zoom down the stairs. Then, she turned on her heels and pushed my door open, "Dude, cover your shit. I'm coming in." Before she could take a step any further, I threw my flat sheet over my naked and still soiled body. "Who was the girl?" her thin body inclined against the doorframe as her arms coiled around her chest.
"Since when is that any of your business?" I snarled, shooting a nasty glare at her. My sister was always one to try to mosey in to someone's business. It might possibly be the reason that she still hasn't been able to get a loyal boyfriend. I mean, she's a looker...what can I say? It just runs in the family, but her nasty attitude and know-it-all ways can get fucking annoying.
Shrugging her shoulders, she sighed, "Such a shame she won't sleep with you. I guess she realizes the disgusting pig that you are."
"Fuck you, Jenny," I sighed.
"Aw, what happened? Did she break your cold heart?"
"Jenny, do me a favor and get the fuck out of my room."
"Oh...and it wasn't very nice to let her walk home. You could have had the decency to drive her there," she rolled the green eyes she inherited from our father before turning and shutting the door.
"Bitch," I growled under my breath as I pulled the sheet that now stuck to my body off and tossed it in the laundry hamper after cleaning myself off with it. And though I wanted to go back to bed, I couldn't help but feel guilty for letting Selena walk home.
'She'll be okay,' I told myself, brushing off the guilt and tossing my spent body back in bed.
It didn't take long for my phone to start blaring from underneath my pillow and I knew exactly who it was before I even looked at the screen.
"What?" I groaned.
"I told you to leave Selena the hell alone!" Miley snapped, "What the fuck is your problem, Nick?! You know she's not like half the hoes you mess with."
"That's the fun part about it," I smirked, "She's so...gullible."
"Nick, she called me crying. What did you do to her?"
"How do you know it was even me that made her cry?!"
Miley huffed in a quick breath before snapping back, "I'm on my way to pick her up from your house, asshole."
"We were having a little fun and then she fucking snapped and left." Okay, so maybe that wasn't the complete truth, but it'll work.
"Nick, this is the last time I tell you to leave her alone. I don't want to lose her as a friend because I'll have to pick between you two."
"You can pick her, Miles. I don't care," I rolled onto my side and shut my eyes.
"You're a fucking idiot. We're family, Nick, or are you forgetting that?"
"Listen, Miles, I'd love to hear you bitch on about shit, but I'm really tired...so I'm hanging up now," and I did. I quickly pulled on a pair of basketball shorts and hurried downstairs to see Selena waiting by the door.
"What the hell did you tell, Miley?" I snapped, rushing towards her.