You lay on the soft summer grass, looking up at the nightly stars.
A rustle was heard from the woods, and you quickly darted your eyes in the direction.
"I know it's you." You stated, continued to look up at the night sky.
"Smart girl. You learn quickly. Especially for a young one like you." A male voice replied,
and a figure stepped out of the trees.
"I'm not young. I'm 16." You hissed, and glared in his direction.
"I know," He chuckled. "But.."
As if the speed of light, he appeared behind you with a shiny machete that gleamed in the moonlight,
propped up against your throat.
"Can you defend yourself like an adult?" He whispered into your hair.
"Jeff." You hissed, and dug your nails into his arm.
He stood, and continued to hold you captive.
"Jeff," You sighed. "Please?"
"Good girl." He said, and moved away.
"I thought you were in town with.." You said with a gag, "Tabby?"
"Nah. I ditched her. She's no fun." He glanced at you "That whore tried to get her way."
Everyone knew the two of you had this strange relationship, but not even the two of you could find out
what it was.
"I see." You looked away, partly in anger.
His arms hung around your small, fragil shoulders, and he leaned into your ear.
"What if I agreed?" He asked, and looked into your eyes.
His face was so close to yours, making the atmosphere slightly uncormfortable.
You hesitated, then looked at him.
"Maybe I would be jealous."
He backed away slightly, in surprise, and laughed.
You stepped towards him, and hugged him gently.
"Yeah?" He asked, looking down at you.
"Don't give in to her. She's a bitch." You looked at him.
He tilted his head, looking down at you.
"What if I had my way with you?" He grently grasped your chin.
"I don't know.." You responded.
He leaned down, and nibbled on your ear.
"Care to find out?" He purred .
You slipped your hand under his sweatshirt, and felt around his silky skin.
"Let's just say curiosity killed the cat."