distractions.. [ m ] [ amelia ]

[amanda lynn woods]

jacob hadn't acted the part as best friend very well recently. but that was only because it had come to his attention, that cassandra williams, aka. cassie aka. his best friend was apparently madly in love with him. of course he hadn't told her that he knew, but it was very obvious. being three years older than her, he knew and could tell. jacob had just been at her place and as she was starting to get tired, she had asked him to stay the night. jake had told her that he needed to go home and sleep. and that was partial true. he was now home, drinking a glass of scotch, while waiting for amelia.

cassie could never know about this he was doing. to her, he was this perfect guy with a steady job and never did anything out of the ordinary. he didn't had those kinds of feelings for amelia either, in fact, he was pretty certain that he only had those "i love you" feelings for one person. he was 24 and had only loved one person. he sighed, rubbed his eyes and heard a knocking on his front door. amelia was an excellent distraction for his somewhat miserable life. she rarely asked any questions. as he opened the door, he took another sip of his scotch and stepped aside so she could enter his apartment.

jake's apartment was pretty neat, very bachelor paddy like and he had a maid from poland or holland or something. she never asked any questions either, because amelia wasn't the only one. and the maid would change the sheets without blinking. the maid was off for today. when jake had female visitors over, the maid was let off. jake smiled a little at amelia, before closing the door after her.

[amelia jane holloway]

The last thing Amelia wanted to do today was stay home for some family time with her parents. She could barely have dinner with them much less trying to play some damn Monopoly with them. Throughout dinner she could see the glares being thrown across the dinner table. They even started bickering again but she couldn’t hear them. She managed to slip on her earphones and listen to her ipod while she ate. It angered her mother but not as much as her father angered her.

Unfortunately there were no wicked parties being thrown today so she decided to text Jacob and go over to his place. Their relationship, well there wasn’t much of a relationship to start with, was very loose. Strictly ‘no strings attached’. Not one of them were looking for any type of relationship so this little arrangement she had with him was perfect. “I’m going over to a friends,” she had told her father who was too busy yelling at her mom.

She pulled up at his apartment building and cut the engine and walked out of her car. She locked her car and made her way to Jacob’s apartment. Giving a light knock on the door, she waited outside and hugged her jacket closer to her. She gave him a tight smile. “Hey,” she murmured and walked into his place. “Can I have something to drink?”

[amanda lynn woods]

jake had no problems with her drinking alcohol, whatsoever. it was her own life and he had started when he was around her age, maybe even younger. after he had closed the door behind her, he walked over to the liquor cabinet, found a glass and his bottle of scotch and poured her the right amount. then he handed the glass to her without saying anything. he took another sip of his scotch. he practically knew nothing about amelia, other than she was a senior in high school. three years younger than cassie, but that was it. plus, he knew that she was very good at satisfying him. one of the traits he found incredibly important.

"i take it you had a rough night?" he asked, juggling his glass in his hands a little. jake knew exactly what could help on a rough night, and yes he had had one himself. he had realized that his best friend was in love with him and he didn't felt anything like that towards her. jake shook his head, before walking over to her and started kissing her neck, a little roughly.

[amelia jane holloway]

Amelia took the glass gratefully. She took a small sip and grimaced as the flavor filled her mouth and the liquid went down her throat. She shrugged off her jacket and threw it on a chair absent mindedly. Honestly she really didn’t want to talk about her home life. No one really new about, not even Jackie, her best friend. And she wasn’t going to up and tell a guy she had no intention of really getting to know him. Nodding her head she took another sip of her drink but this on was more of a large chug.

“I was more bored then anything else,” she said lying smoothly. He looked like he had just as bad as a night as her but she really wasn’t in the mood for talking tonight. And she didn’t want to know his problems when she already had a few of her own. “Hey can we just get into it tonight, please,” she asked just as he started on her neck. Instinctively, she tipped her head back and wrapped her arms around his neck. She started tugging him gently in the direction of his bedroom. She’d been here so many times she’d memorized what shampoo he uses.

[amanda lynn woods]

some people would say that this he was doing was wrong. some people would call him disgusting if they knew it. but jake didn't cared about what other people would think about him. it was nowhere near rape, because amelia obviously wanted this as much as he pretended he wanted it. she could provide him with things he needed and therefore he was happy. he liked the fact that he was six years older than her, but never thought about it much.

when she started talking, he couldn't agree more. he wanted sex and he wanted it now. jake liked how she tugged him in the direction for his bedroom and as she placed her hands around his neck, he lifted her up and hurried into his master bedroom. jake then placed amelia on top of the black bedspread and lay down on top of her. quickly and a bit rough, he pulled of her t-shirt over her head and kissed her aggressively on the lips while rubbing her now exposed hips. she knew exactly how he was around this time - he had always been kind of rough when it came to sex.

for a moment he pulled away, but only to take of his own t-shirt and revealed his very toned upper body and then he opened his mouth and french kissed her.

[amelia jane holloway]

Amelia didn't know how her life ended up the way it was. When she first started partying in her freshman year, it was all just an act. She hated parties before. They were too loud and the alcohol was terrible. But after a while it wasn't an act anymore. The parties grew on her and sex was meaningless. She shook her head and tried to concentrate on Jacob.

She gave a light hiss. At times she hated how carried away he got. Amelia deepened the kiss and parted away for a quick breath. She kicked off her shoes and wrapped her legs around Jacob's torso. She ran her hands threw his hair and pressed her lips back to his.

((OOC: Fade to black soon, perhaps?))

[amanda lynn woods]

as she placed her legs around his torso, he quickly, quite literally pulled off the rest of her clothes and his too. after a few minutes of foreplay, he finally started this..

/fade to black

jacob wasn't the type to sleep for a long time after he had sex. for him it was nothing special and his first time hadn't been a big deal either. so now, he stood up, allowed amelia to sleep - she looked so peaceful and he went a grabbed another scotch. he sat down on a chair close to the bed and just watched amelia as she was sleeping. he didn't felt anything for her - other than her being a good sexpartner, but why not try and make her believe that he actually cared.

he didn't even loved cassie - maybe a little like his best friend, but that was it. jacob had no idea why he didn't felt anything at all. he then pulled on his boxers and went over for another scotch and placed it at the nightstand for her when she woke up. he wasn't wearing anything on his upper body.

[amelia jane holloway]

Amelia slowly felt herself wake up. She groaned softly remembering where she was. It could be worse. I could be at home. She pulled Jacob's sheets around herself making herself a make-shift dress. Shw resisted the scotch on the nightstand because the last thing she wanted was getting in a car accident after getting herself out of here.

She stood up from the bed holding the sheets against her. "Where are my clothes," she asked kicking garmets that didn't belong to her. "You can have that, I'm driving home," she said pointing to the other glass of scotch on the night stand.