“The month of hell aftermath.”
“A love renewed.”
By Lucas Harrell
Later, when we were walking home, I gave Bea a long, passionate kiss. “Can I stay over tonight?” Bea asked. Her hormones were in an uproar and she knew that when they were this bad, there was only one way to relieve them.
“Sure,” I said. She went home, got some clothes and a nightshirt (though if things go the way we were planning, she won’t need it).
When we got there, we found that my parents had to leave for the weekend and that my brother went with them.
When we were ready for bed, she laid down on my bed while I started putting extra covers on the floor. “Wait,” she said. I looked at her. “Will you sleep up here, with me?”
“Are you sure?” I asked. She nodded. “Then, I’d be honored.” She scooted over to make room and I got in the bed behind her. I wrapped my arms around her and she snuggled back into them, the warmest, safest place on earth, for her at least. I don’t know when I fell asleep.
“Surrender,” Gigatron was saying, “Surrender, or your boyfriend will die.”
“He’s not my boyfriend,” Bea said, “I was only stringing him along to take some of the hurt away.”
“Bea,” I said, shocked.
“Well, he’ll die anyway,” Gigatron said, “If he doesn’t mean a thing to you, then his death won’t, either.” He raised a sword and start swinging it at me.
“No,” she screamed.
“Whoa, beautiful. It was just a dream.” I took her into my arms.
“It was so awful,” Bea said, “Gigatron had us b-b-both and then you were about to die, thinking that I didn’t love you. I don’t ever want you to die not thinking that. I love you, Lucas.”
I probably looked surprised. Neither of us had ever came out and said that we loved one another. “I love you too, Bea,” I said. We settled back on the bed and we both fell back to sleep.
A little while later, Bea woke up again because of some dreams, though this time, it wasn’t a nightmare. I woke up a minute later and looked at her.
“Are you all right, beautiful?” I asked.
“Lucas, make love to me.” Even Bea was surprised that she could finally get it out. I must’ve looked a bit surprise, but not too much.
“Are you sure?” To answer me, she gave me a slow, sensuous kiss. The rest, as they say, was history.
I woke the next morning, thinking it was all just a dream. The warm body next to me quickly convinced me otherwise. I sat up, difficult without waking Bea, and got dressed. When I turned back to her, Bea was awake and watching me.
“Good morning, beautiful,” I said.
Bea stretched and smiled up at me. “Good morning, sweetie,” she said, “Last night was just what this girl needed. I think I’m more in love with you now than I was before.”
“It was what I need too,” I said. I winced from the slightly deep scratches on my shoulder she had made last night.
Bea sighed as she got up and was getting dressed. “I didn’t think about this last night,” she said, “But we didn’t use protection, did we?”
“No,” I said, “Unless you’re on the pill.” She shook her head. “Well, this is going to be one time only, for now at least, agreed?”
“Agreed,” Bea said, “I would be able to tell if I was pregnant, I think. And I don’t feel any different.”
“If you do end up pregnant,” I said, “What will you do?”
“I don’t know,” Bea said, “I’m too young to have kids. I think I’d have an abortion. We’ll leave that for if when comes up. We’ll talk, and whatever decision we come up with, together, we’ll go by it.”
“Right,” I said, “We shouldn’t have done that last night.”
“I needed last night,” Bea said, “I’ve been driving myself nuts over where we stood, and last night truly made up my mind. We just didn’t think of the consequences of what we were doing while we were doing it.”
I gathered her into my arms for a passionate kiss. “I love you,” I said.
“I love you too,” Bea said. All of a sudden, my watch chirped.
I hit the communications button. “I read you, S-1,” I said.
“Actually, it’s Will. I’m talking through Bea’s computer. She never came home last night. Have you seen her?”
“She didn’t want to go home, so she stayed with me,” I said.
“Really? Go Lucas.” I turned red. “Well, what do you say we all go on a picnic or something today?”
“Sounds great,” Bea said, “We’ll call T.J. and Cheryl.”
“I already have,” Will said, “It’s a potluck, so get any kind of food you can put together, okay? One o’clock good with you?”
“Right Will,” I said, “Lucas out.” I let go off the button. Bea and I finished getting dressed and went downstairs. We got some food together and put it all in some bags.
“We’re all set,” Bea said.
A few hours later, we were sitting at a picnic table in the park. Curt was even there. Cheryl was sitting by T.J., while I was sitting by Bea.
“The day is so beautiful,” Bea said.
“It’s not as beautiful as you are,” I said. The others rolled their eyes at our flirting.
“Hey, let’s play some Frisbee,” T.J. said. He picked up a Frisbee and stood up. We all stood up and he tossed it to Will, who was farthest from him. Will easily caught it and threw it to Bea.
We all threw the Frisbee around for about two or three hours. When we got tired, Curt had to go home. When he left, our watches chirped.
“Great timing, S-1,” I said as I hit my communications button. “What’s up?”
“Gigatron has sent a virus and a bunch of gigamites to cyber sector seven,” Samurai-1 said.
“Right,” I said, “We’re on it.” I let go of that button and we all hit our main buttons. “Uplink: Servo.”
“Uplink: ‘Smith.” We all digitized and found the virus quickly.
“Let’s take this turkey,” I said, “Si-kyahh.”
Spryte and I threw ourselves at the gigamites, quickly tearing them apart.
“Mind if I try my new weapon out, hon?” ‘Smith asked Tinkerer.
“Go for it,” Tinkerer said. ‘Smith called his boomerang.
“Cuttarang, power up,” he said. It glowed with power and he threw it at the virus, destroying it. He caught it on it’s return trip.
“Let’s go,” I said.
“Download.” We spiraled out and ended up back at the park.
We sat back down and continued with out picnic. “So,” Cheryl said, “Did you two have fun last night?”
I turned red. “Sure did,” Bea said, “We went around cyberspace for a few hours, and then fell asleep in each other’s arms.”
“Sure you did,” T.J. teased. This time, Bea turned red too. The little lie we had cooked up didn’t work.
“What we did was none of your business,” she said.
“All right,” Cheryl said, “We’ll respect your privacy.”
“Thank you,” I finally said. A little while later, we all had to leave. I left Bea with a passionate kiss, as did T.J. with Cheryl.
“S-1,” I said when I got home, “I’m starting to wonder if... I should ask Bea to marry me. What do you think?”
“You’ve told me how you feel about her,” Samurai-1 said, “Does she feel the same way?”
“I’m just a computer,” Samurai-1 said, “But I say, go for it. But do you have the money for an engagement ring?”
“No,” I said, “Wait a minute.” I walked over to the dresser and got a ring box out. “My mom gave me the engagement ring my dad, my biological one that is, gave her. That would work perfectly.”
“Good,” Samurai-1 said, “Then go for it.”
“I will,” I said, “Tomorrow.”
“Never put off until tomorrow what you can do today,” Samurai-1 said.
“Right,” I said, “But I’m tired, and she’s probably fast asleep. I can’t do it tonight.”
“I know that if you don’t do it tonight,” Samurai-1 said, “Then you’ll chicken out and not do it at all, or even forget about it all together.”
“I will do it,” I said, “Just tomorrow. It’s late, S-1. I’m pretty sure she’s asleep. Besides, what am I supposed to do, go over to her house?”
“I guess you’re right,” Samurai-1 said.
“You bet I’m right,” I said, “Well, I’ve got to be getting to sleep, if I’m going to wake up in the morning. Good night, S-1.”
“Good night, master Lucas,” Samurai-1 replied. I hit the sleep button and fell asleep in the bed that Bea and I had made love in just last night.