Syd tears up a little but holds it in like the tough girl she is and backs up a step before turning and walking away from me. I know people are whispering and going on about the drama yet frankly I care less now than I would have a month or so ago. I continue my day uninterrupted and at the end of school avoid getting spotted by Abigail who is looking for me to make sure I get home safely. I make it off school grounds and to the bus stop only to find I am mercifully alone for the first time today and actually get to breathe. Bus takes me home and I arrive through the door in about half an hour. I had to walk some of it as normal, after the twins. Abby smiles a little when she sees me but Bethany isn't super happy about it, what else is new.
"Hey we're supposed to give you a ride to and from school now," Beth informs me coming out of her room.
"Okay but no thanks, I can do just fine on my own," I keep heading to my room.
"You seem to think you have a choice in the matter. Mom said," she gets the words out and I turn on her fast, faster than she expected.
"Your Mom. Your Dad, remember? She spends all her time with you and your siblings. You're her family and I'm the little fucking disgrace she had following her around before she met your father. Now do us both a favor and leave me the hell alone," I turn back around and continue the short trip to my room.
The next couple days are slow at school and marginally better at home. My class work and assignments have never been a problem, which is good. The bad is everyone is keeping their eye on me. I've caught Mom coming into my room to check on me in the middle of the night and sometimes she talks to me. It's simple things like she's sorry and she loves me, things I would counter if I were fully awake and wanted to. I'm walking to the bus stop on Wednesday after school when a pair of hands cover my eyes and I hear a voice.
"Guess who," the Scottish accent gives it away.
"A girl who never got back to me at the party," I ask and Bridget removes her hands before stepping alongside me.
"So I was trying to get into the house but your sister, Beth, was busy asking me questions about how mad you were. She figured out I caught up with you but I don't think she had any idea what we were doing other than talking," she says and I smile.
"Well she doesn't think much of me anyway. So you finally caught up with me," I ask and she nods happily.
"It took me a day to figure out you were second for lunch, I'm first and then I had to find out how you get to and fro. Your sister Abby let me know you usually take the bus but she was hoping you'd come see her for a ride someday," Bridget explains her journey to find me and I smile.
"Well that's good and all but you probably need to get home," I think about her possibly missing her ride or bus.
"Oh no, I have a project I'm trying to get worked out and you're going to help me," I love her accent of ta instead of to.
"Okay well I can usually help with most classes," I figure she needed something and I'm pretty smart while she's just pretty.
"It's not school work, I'm trying to see if the snakes of Ireland can survive in Scottish climates," she says the words and I'm confused.
Nothing is said for about ten feet then it hits me and I have a big smile on my face. Bridget sees it too and laughs a little. We both laugh and get to my stop to wait. We talk a little not about what she plans to do but just basic things. How she was planning to get away with her and me in my room during the party and how she was going to get home. My plan was I don't care what anyone says and she wouldn't have to leave my account. Bridget likes that and we board the bus towards home.
A bus trip and a short walk bring us home for the next few months at least as I finish out of school and we don't get ten steps in when Mark comes out of the TV room to see me come in.
"Bro, you could have called and let me know if you needed a ride or something," Mark says, addressing me and not yet addressing Bridget.
"I could if I needed one but I didn't," I keep my reply short as I'm a little more than anxious to get me and Bridget to my room.
"Hey could you let my Bro and I talk alone for a minute," Mark asks Bridget who looks at me before nodding," Thanks, his room is after the left on the end. The furthest one down."
I'm confused Mark was giving her directions to where I sleep, it doesn't make much sense but I watch Bridget, in her tight jeans and white button up shirt with sweater tied around her shoulders head up to my room as Mark ducks into his for a quick second and comes back handing me condoms.
"Dude, my Dad is gone till six or so with work today. I'll stall Mom and ask her to meet me in town for a gift or something for you, be surprised. I think my sisters are at after school stuff or in Abby's case tutoring but they won't bother you," Mark tells me this before a light punch in the arm.
I watch him leave and hear his car pull out of the garage when it hits me, this is what a real brother does. Condoms and a cover so I can be alone with a girl in my room, mental note Mark needs to share his want to be a family techniques with the others because I am starting to enjoy having a brother. I have nobody watching so I don't keep up with my slower pace and hunched up posture and resume normal movement speeds. Hell, I ran up the stairs and only slowed down when I got a foot away from my bedroom door. I didn't want to seem too anxious. I open my door and get inside to find Bridget sitting in the chair Mom had put in the room to 'watch' me. Oddly I think she's only used it once and Abigail has used it much more than she has. Bridget looks up from her phone, even Scottish exchange students are into their phones, and puts it away.
"So is your brother going to be nosing around," Bridget asks and I shake my head no," Thank god for that. I can't stand nosey people."
"He's actually making sure we have space and time," I say and she gives me a questioning look.
"So it's just us for how long, a couple hours," Bridget asks and I nod a little.
"Two at the most before Abigail and Bethany come home. More for the parents," I don't know how or when she's gotta be home or how I'm going to swing that.
"Good, now I need to use the ladies room," Bridget asks and I point out which door it is," Oh and it took you a bit to figure out what I meant as we were walking. I'm giving you till I change to figure out what you should be doing."
I watch Bridget step out of my room and leave the door slightly open. She heads down to the first bathroom and steps out of sight. Now I'm thinking, she said change and her bag is right there and she carried no clothes with her. Yep I'm in my underwear in less than a minute and I'm not sure where to wait for her and decide to lay down on my bed and pray she comes back in less than what she left. For safety sake I put a condom under the pillow. I'm in my boxer briefs and do I get under the blanket or wait, it's freaking daytime but I decide to go under and wait. Ever want to know what anxiety is, being a male waiting for a woman in your underwear and not knowing what's coming for you when she shows up. I hear her walking and my door pushes open to show Bridget in a towel from the bathroom tied around her body and her clothes and shoes in her hand. She smiles and closes the door behind her, I watch as she places her clothes on the chair in my room before moving to the side of my bed and pulls the blankets back a little to see my boxers.
"Well we had the same idea," She says with a smile.
Bridget slides into bed and pulls the comforter over her before removing the towel carefully and throwing it across the room. I'm on my back as she slides up next to me and pulls the blanket down just enough to see my scar. I feel a little embarrassed until she starts kissing my chest slowly and softly working her way around.
"I saw you before that happened," Bridget says, poking my scar gently," at school. You always seemed so sad I didn't understand what was making you so sad."
"I wasn't alive then, I don't fully feel alive most of the time," I tell her getting a 'look'," Right now and when we were together at the Halloween party being very big exceptions."
The look stops and she smiles as she resumes kissing her way down my body and instead of the blankets being pushed to the floor Bridget pulls them up over her head and now I'm going to feel alone from here on out. I help her pull my boxers down and hear her saying something but I don't know what it is and then I feel lips wrapping themselves around my cock. I tense up and try not to interrupt the angel under my blankets as she takes me in deeper than Aly did when she was giving me a blow job. I can almost feel Bridget trying to force herself down onto me deeper with her mouth but she pulls back before choking and slowly repeats the process taking her time and allowing me to enjoy her work. It gets harder as she keeps up her task and as she moves up I can see the top of her head and her light brown hair poking out as her head moves up and down with her lips still wrapped around me. Everything feels amazing until I start to get that tingle and begin to try to warn Bridget.
"Bridget I'm… I'm….," I can't finish my words as I cum hard.
When Aly did this for me she pulled her mouth off and let me blow my load on a wall. Bridget is not Aly and instead backs her mouth mostly off my cock and strokes me by hand as I cum in her mouth and throat. I'm coming down from the high and feel Bridget release me from her mouth and hand before crawling up my body, really far up my body and when I open my eyes I see heaven. Okay it's a mostly trimmed pair of Scottish lass lips but you have your heaven and I have mine.
"I did mine, now it's my turn," Bridget informs me and I can tell she's smiling even though I can't see her face.