I RUBBED the back of my neck, allowing my brain to take in everything that had happened in just one day. Before I had the chance to do anything, Sophia grabbed my hand and led me up the stairs to see my new room. It was beautiful. The large room was painted a light grey that gave it a relaxing vibe against the white windows. A huge, white headboard was perched behind a full size bed with a bright coral-colored comforter. A long matching dresser ran across the long wall across from my bed with a flat screen TV hanging above it on the wall. There was a white desk sitting at the right corner with a coral lounge chair scooted under it that matched the comforter. My favorite part of the room, though, was the over-sized French doors that led straight out to a private balcony that was all mine.
I slid my now empty suitcase under my bed and moved around it. My aunt and uncle had informed me during dinner I was starting my new school, Atlanta Valley High, tomorrow morning. I collapsed onto my bed at the same time my phone rang. Glancing down at the screen, I saw Tessa’s name lighting up. I hit the ignore button and snuggled closer into Tanner’s sweatshirt I had thrown on.
I had never told her I was leaving, which most likely nominated me for the worst best friend ever award, if we were even still best friends. I wasn’t sure. I was sure, though, that if I did tell her, she would try to convince me to stay. So I persuaded myself that I was too busy trying to get everything in order before leaving to call her. Truth was, I couldn't pick her up when I didn't even have the strength to carry my own weight.
I pulled myself out of my bed and mentally cursed myself when I pulled the album from my nightstand drawer. Grabbing my phone, I opened up the doors to the balcony and stepped out into the dry, sticky air. I walked to the edge and took in the black night. I arched up on my tiptoes, looking over the railing but seeing nothing but darkness underneath me. The same way I felt inside.
Turning around, I walked over to the tiny area my aunt had furnished. A small, red loveseat was up against the blocked off ledge with a small ottoman sitting to the side. A coffee table sat in front of the couch with candles sprawled everywhere on it. I slowly crept to the couch, sinking down and stretching my legs out. I opened up my album and hit the music icon on my phone.
My heart raced when I opened the first page of the album. Photography and Tanner had always been my two obsessions. My parents had surprised me with a new Canon Rebel for my sixteenth birthday. Most kids would have wanted a car, but not me. From the moment I got it, the camera had been plastered to my hand.
I flipped through the book and took a trip down nostalgia lane. Every reminder of my old happiness had been captured in the photos and stored in a small book. My attention was caught in the book until a high-pitched moan shrieked through the air and captured my attention. Shutting the album, I turned down the music and twisted around in my seat.
A second later, another moan rang through the air, only louder this time. The moaning squeal sounded like someone had porn playing with the volume set too high.
I stood up quickly, on a mission to find where the obnoxious moaning was coming from. I walked back to the edge of the balcony and looked over the ledge but still saw nothing. The loud voice moaned out again and I turned my head the opposite way spotting another balcony slightly adjacent to mine with a dim light shining above it giving me a full view of where the noise was coming from.
Holy shit!
It was definitely not a porn on someone's TV, but instead a live show. My eyes practically bulged out of their sockets as I watched what was happening across the yard. The first thing I noticed (besides the ridiculous moaning) was the guy sitting upright in a large chair. His head was rolled back to the sky in pleasure while a skinny girl with blonde hair was straddling his lap completely naked. Her hips were moving up and down at a vigorous pace on top of him.
The guy let out a deep grunt, gripping her thin waist. Her pace sped up while the cries grew even louder. Jesus, the girl had some lungs. The two were so wrapped up in each other that they were completely oblivious to the fact they were putting on a XXX rated show for the entire neighborhood to see.
I let out a sharp breath but my eyes never left them. It's like they were glued to the two figures grinding against each other. Her sleek body continued her rhythm until they both finally groaned out in release and she fell limp against him. I couldn't wrap my mind around someone who would just have sex in the open like that. Wait, who watched people have sex in the open like that? I was just as messed up as they were, if not worse.
At the same time I was getting ready to turn back and go inside, the guy's head raised up and looked directly at my balcony, at me. Dark eyes smoldered straight into mine and I froze, watching his mouth form a sly grin.