A Story of a Killer - Chapter 22: Chapter 22

When we arrived at the house after school it was really quiet. Mom's car was in the driveway so I knew she was here but I don't think Tony was there just yet.
"Mom?" I yelled out through the quiet house. Footsteps soon followed. Mom came down from the stairs and she looked pale. Paler then she usually does. She had dark bags under her eyes, her cheeks looked a bit hollow; overall she just looked a hot mess.
"Oh hello, Titus and Titus's friend." She says to us when she reaches the bottom of the staircase. Jacob gave her a small smile and reached his hand out to shake hers.
"Hello, Ms. Jones, and it's Jacob." He greets with kindness.
"Well, excuse my appearance, Jacob. A lot has been happening these couple of days. I'm not sure if Titus told you but Sora is in the hospital. She's been beaten up pretty bad. I just don't see why. She's such a sweet girl." That's when the waterworks started. Mom could no longer hold her composure and talking about it just caused all of it to slip out.
"Oh! I'm so sorry to hear about that. I hope she gets better." Jacob rushed out to say while my mother kept crying. You could tell he was uncomfortable and didn't exactly know what to say since he knows the truth as to why it happened and who did it.
"Mom-"I sigh. "You're embarrassing me in front of my guest. I'm sure Sora will be just fine but didn't you invite Jacob over because you wanted to see him again and cook for him?" Jacob hit me on the chest probably because I was being rude but I didn't care. I hit him back in the arm that sent him stumbling.
"You're right Titus. I'm sorry about that, my head is just all over the place you know with your sister and all." She rushes out. I wasn't mad per se. I was just getting bored with the conversation.
"Alright, we're going to my room until the food is done. Has Tony come back yet?"
"No, not yet dear. I'll let you know when he does though." I nod and pull Jacob up the stairs.
"Your mom seems pretty stressed out. Don't you think what you did was a bit too far?" Jacob questions when we finally get to my room.
"No, I don't. I could've just killed her. Now that would've been worse." I laugh. He shrugs his shoulders but also nods in agreement.
"So what are we going to do now?" He asks while sitting on my bed.
"Well, we could get to know each other more?" I lean down over him and place my hand on the junction between his neck and shoulder and rubbed.
"Oh? Well, I really like the color red and eating-"
"No, you idiot-" I sign in frustration. "I don't really care about all that. I mean that we can get to know each other more intimately."
"Ohhhhh. Well isn't that risky? I mean your mom is downstairs. Shouldn't we wait until we're alone?" He plays with his fingers and avoids eye contact. Putting my pointer finger under his head I make him look up at me.
"Are you denying me? You signed everything over to me once you agreed to join me."
"No! I mean what if we like, get caught? Wouldn't that leave a bad image?" He questions. His rambling was getting tiresome.
"Who cares about image? Cause I sure don't. Now-" I push him down on the bed and climb on top of him. "Let's get to it."
My lips descended into his in a rushed manner. Since he was new to this whole kissing thing he couldn't really keep up. His lips movements were out of sync with my own which made the kiss less enjoyable which made me stop.
"What's wrong?" He asked breathlessly.
"You really suck at this." I chuckle. He pouts and crosses his arms.
"Well, you know I'm not used to this. Like at all. So maybe instead of criticizing me, you could, I don't know, show me?" He peaks up at me. Smiling at him I put my hand behind his head and bring his face closer to mine. Our lips were barely an inch apart before I whispered:
"My pleasure. Just follow my lead." I slowed the kiss down so he had a chance to catch up. It took a while for him to catch the rhythm of the kiss but when he did it was smooth sailing from there.
The hand that was still placed behind moved to his neck and gripped there tight. Tight enough to bring pleasure and a bit of pain to our session. My other hand roamed across his body and under his shirt. His body spasmed at the touch of my hands and caused him to moan.
After a while, he started to push against my chest to try to get me to let up on the kissing. He probably didn't pick up the fact that he needed to breathe out his nose, well, that wasn't my problem. I didn't feel like letting up just yet.
His pushes became more violent as he continued to lose more air but I wasn't done yet. I continued to with more aggression and pushed down harder on his plump lips. I squeezed tighter until his movements became sluggish and his strength was depleting. Only then did I let him go.
He released a series of coughs and panted breaths.
"Shut up," I growl at him while trailing not too kind kisses down his neck. His rapid breathing continued and he tried to push me away from his neck so he could breathe.
"Ah! Titus, please!" He gasped out. He was enjoying just as much as I was; he just wasn't used to the rough treatment that came with this pleasure.
Getting annoyed with his whining, I bite the junction on his neck which causes him to let out a long moan of pleasure... or was it pain? The bite mark started to bleed and left a very visible indent in his skin along with multiple hickeys. I like the wound; around the mark at first and slowly through the crevices of the teeth marks. Jacob gripped the back of my shirt tightly as his legs slowly wrapped around my waist.
The near-death experience of breath play was long forgotten and all that was left was arousal. I was heavily turned on right now and all I wanted to do was strip him right here and now and take what was mine. I was close to doing so when a knock from outside of the door interrupted us.
"Titus? Jacob? Are you in here? I've been calling you boys for the longest." My mom yelled through the door. She tried to twist the knob to open the door but it was locked.
Moving away from Titus's neck I let out a kid sigh.
"What is it, mom!?" I call back out to her.
"The foods ready," I told her okay and her footsteps could be heard leaving from in front of my door and downstairs. When she left I looked down at Jacob and it was a sight to behold.
His lips were swollen due to the aggressive kissing and his neck, god his neck, a bruise was forming around his neck from where my hand was and around that were very big hickeys. Going just a bit lower you could see the bite mark in the junction of his neck pulsing because of the intense treatment. His shirt that was slightly up was showing another set of handprints from when I was holding him down.
He was panting hard and slowly unlatched his legs from around my waist much to my distaste. He sat up on his elbows and looked me straight in the eyes but didn't say anything, just continued to try to catch his breath.
"Enjoy yourself?" I asked teasingly. He nodded at me and placed a small peck on my lips before moving away from me completely. That left me shocked. He was never the one to initiate anything.
He touched the marks on his neck while getting up from the bed and let out a small sound of pain when he touched his neck.
"I can't go out with my neck looking like this Titus." He turned towards me. Nodding my head I went into my dresser and pulled out a turtle neck and told him to put it on.
When he did, we headed downstairs to go and eat. When we made it to the dining room, Tony was sitting at the table and typing on his phone. When he heard us come in he looked at the both of us for a split second but didn't say anything.
"Well go on and have a seat. I made pasta and salad." Jacob and I took a seat while mom made our plates. "Oh wait, Jacob, didn't you have on a different shirt when you came?"
"Yes. I just felt cold so Titus let me borrow a shirt." He says while playing with his sleeves. She nods at that and sits down when everyone's plate is made; including hers.
"It's pretty quiet here without Sora making conversation." Mom sighed out when a long period of silence had passed. I could see Jacob out of the corner of my eyes pause his movements and stare at my mother.
"Yes, I agree," Tony said looking at me. "Don't you Titus?"
I looked up at him and gave a sad nod. "Yeah, it's pretty lonely here without my baby sister. Hope she gets home soon." Mom nods happily in my direction in agreement.
"I'm surprised you would miss her since you two were never close," Tony said to me. Oh, I really want to see where he's going with this so I decided to take the bait.
"I mean yeah we weren't close but we're still family, right? Blood is thicker than water."
"Speaking of blood, how do you feel about that? I always took you as the squeamish type." He questioned me. I raise my eyebrow at that.
"No, I'm not actually. Blood doesn't bother me at all. I have a pretty strong stomach."
"A strong enough stomach to have your sister brutally beaten!?" He yells at me from across the table. Jacob was shaking now. He didn't know what to do in these types of situations but right now he needed to calm the hell down. I put my hand on his leg which calmed him down just a bit while I glared at Tony.
"Tony dear where is this coming from? What are you talking about?" Mom questioned looking concerned.
"Yeah Tony, what the hell are you talking about? Are you trying to accuse me of something here?" I questioned with a hard glare.
"You know damn well what I'm talking about Titus." He grits out.
"I don't. But If you think I had something to do with what happened to my sister you're sick as hell Tony! I thought you were my best friend!?" I yelled at him faking a sense of hurt through my words.
"Don't think I don't know what you did-" he was cut off by my mother.
"BOYS! Listen here and listen good. This is supposed to be a calm dinner. I will not have you doing this now at such a delicate time. Tony I'm letting you stay here for free you will not accuse my son of doing something so vile. Do you understand?" Mom glared in his direction forcing him to keep eye contact.
He glances over at me and sees the small smirk on my lips. He glared at me but sighed out a small 'I'm sorry' and excused himself to the guest bedroom.
When he left mom let out a breath and then smiles at Jacob.
"I'm sorry dear. This was supposed to be a happy dinner, especially with you around. Titus honey how about you take Jacob home so he can get enough sleep for school tomorrow." I nod and grab Jacobs's hand while mom takes his half-eaten plate.
When we make it outside Jacob squats down and places his hands over his ears while his breathing sped up.
"He knows too much....he was gonna tell her...what do we do!?" He questions. He was hyperventilating and now was not the time to do so.
I put my hand under his arm and yank him onto his feet.
"Look now is not the time to do this. Not in front of my house. You can do this later when you're alone. Now get in the fucking car Jacob." He nods and I lead him towards the passenger side of the car. He opens it and climbs in while I go on my side and drive towards his house.
When we pulled up to the quiet neighborhood we sat in front of his house and sat there for a minute.
"What are we gonna do Titus?"
"The only thing we have to do. I waited too long. He has to go. Do you understand?" He nods at me. "You can get out now." He nods once more. Before he got out of the car he pecked my cheek and the action caught me off guard.
"I'll see you at school tomorrow. Goodnight Titus." He waves and walks away from the house. I honked at his retreating form and pulled off and went home.
"Yeah, night."