Cracks
More fiction from secretlysidhe that I am moving over here.
“I have never broken into a house before...” I whispered into the dark, watching as my breath showed in the crisp, fall air.
“Me neither...but Sonya has before, haven’t you?” Aubrey replied a little louder than one would think for discussing such a mission. But that’s my girl, she’s always the loud one wherever we went. She even walked loudly, if that was even possible.
Why did we think bringing her along was such a good idea again? The answer was obvious. We were a threesome. We did everything together.
“Fuck yeah, I have. I’ve been breaking into houses since I could walk...” Sonya replied, quieter than Aubrey because she knew what the mission at hand entailed. She was the expert after all (or so she said. Who knew if her stories of mischief and mayhem were even true? We believed everything that girl said though and ate it up.)
I took a giant swig of courage, otherwise known as vodka disguised as bottled water. It was harsh and I wanted to gag, but I didn’t want to be the weak girl in the group any longer. I swallowed it down and let it burn my throat, feeling proud that for once, I didn’t nearly vomit it all back up as quickly as it went down. Aubrey gave me a thumbs up while I simultaneously flipped her off.
“Bitch”
“Hoebag”
Yes, we truly loved each other like sisters.
“You’re both nasty whores, now shut the fuck up already. We have a job to do...”
Sonya was easily irritated when it came to the business at hand. Aubrey and I would rather goof off, but Sonya was all business. It would show later on when Aubrey and I became drunk sorority girls while away at college and Sonya was in prison for assault after she discovered her ex-boyfriend in the backseat of his car with the head cheerleader on prom night. His pretty, sporty car ended up not so pretty after that evening. Neither did his face, but that’s another story.
For the time being, we were a group on a mission. Sonya was our ring leader since she had the most experience with such things.
She was peering at the house from the bushes while Aubrey and I amused ourselves with punching each other in the arm as hard as we could without making a noise, which is hard when you are Aubrey and your natural state of being is “loud”.
“They left. I just saw their car pull out of the driveway and turn town 15th Street. Girls, it looks like we are good to go!”
We followed Sonya’s lead. Neither Aubrey nor myself had ever gotten into this kind of trouble before. It was exciting and terrifying all at the same time. This would make us true badasses like Sonya once and for all.
We walked through the backyard and up to the back door. Aubrey was behind me, I could hear her every step as she tiptoed through the grass.
Sonya didn’t hesitate. She went straight up to the door, pulled out some instruments and went to work picking the lock while Aubrey and I stood guard. After about 5 minutes, we got antsy.
“Sonya, what the fuck is taking you so long?”
“Val...have you ever picked a lock before?”
“Umm no...”
“Then shut the Hell up already and let me work.”
What else could I do? I shut up. Aubrey was shivering, she forgot her coat.
“I’m cold...can we just go already?”
An evil glare was all she got in return. The answer was obvious. We had a job to do.
While Sonya was working hard, I looked up at the beautiful two story house. I wonder what it would be like to live here, I thought...I could have my bedroom up there, on the second floor, overlooking the backyard full of trees. I could even sleep with my window open, like Miranda Summers does...
Wait, did I say open window?
“Sonya! Sonya!” I couldn’t hold my excitement in any longer.
“What is it now, Val?”
“The window, up there...it’s open!”
I saw Sonya drop her arms and stand up slowly, but instead of looking proud of me for my discovery, she looked annoyed.
“Why yes it is...and do you plan on climbing up there yourself or sending Miss Falls Up Stairs up there instead? You sure as Hell ain’t getting me up there when I can pick this lock in no time...”
“No time?" Now it was my turn to be annoyed "It's been hours!"
“It’s been 10 fucking minutes, Val...these things take time!”
We were trying to whisper while still screaming. I was furious. My idea was a good one, and I had to prove it to Sonya. Just had to.
“Fine then. I will climb up there. I’m not afraid. And when I do, I will open this fucking door for you and let your dumbass in! We will see who’s right then!”
I refrained from sticking my tongue out at her, I figure that would be childish. Besides, I knew I could do that once I got inside and opened the door to let her in. Now that would be a great feeling. I’d have to rub it in as best I could.
“Fine. I don’t give a shit if you want to climb up there like a stupid ass monkey...”
“Just so you know, I took gymnastics as a kid! This will be a breeze compared to the shit they had me doing! Just watch and see!”
“Oh, I’ll watch all right. Watch and laugh as you come falling down on your drunk ass!”
I handed my water bottle to Aubrey who looked terrified for me.
“Val, please don’t...we can just go home...”
“No, we can’t. We came here to toilet paper Miranda’s bedroom, we are going to do it. That girl needs a fucking reality check after what she did to you the other day...”
“Seriously...it’s okay... She didn’t mean nothing by it...”
But Sonya and I both knew that she did. No one picked on one of us and got away with it. That’s just the rules of the school. Miranda Summers would pay for breaking that rule and humiliating Aubrey in gym class. She couldn’t help being clumsy, she didn’t mean to miss the ball...Aubrey is just...Aubrey. Miranda should never have picked on her for it. For that, she would pay.
“Aubrey, I’m going to climb up to that window and let you guys in. We will do it. People do it in the movies all the time, just you wait and see, it’ll be easy...”
Aren’t those noted somewhere as being the most common “famous last words” before doing anything that ends up turning out horribly wrong? But I was young and limber, and I thought myself to be invincible as most teenagers seem to think at one time or another.
“Though, I might need your help Aubrey...will you hoist me up? Just enough for me to grab the ledge...”
Aubrey reluctantly agreed, not saying much as she bent down and opened her hands for me to step up into.
Sonya stopped trying to pick her lock, grinning and shaking her head at the two of us. She was often amused at our antics, even when she tried to act annoyed.
“You girls are idiots, do you know that?”’
I ignored her.
“Now, just lift me up when I put my feet in your hands...” I was thankful that I was petite and weighed half of what Aubrey did. The situation wouldn’t work had we reversed the roles.
“Fucking idiots...that’s what you are...” her taunting continued.
I stepped up into Aubrey’s hands and on the count of three, she hoisted me up. It took me a few tries, but I grabbed the ledge and held on.
“Don’t let go yet!” I yelled down at her, not sure if my wimpy arms were strong enough to even hold my own weight.
“Can you hoist me up any higher?”
I went a little higher, got a good grip and yanked upward as hard as I could. Almost there....I could see the promise land within inches of my grasp....one good nudge and I could possibly hoist myself over the ledge and into the window...
The back door opened up and it obviously wasn’t me opening it as I had planned. A quick glance down showed surprise on Sonya’s face too, it wasn't her.
A male voice.
“What the Hell...? I thought I heard people talking out here...”
Aubrey’s hands suddenly disappeared out from under me. I had nothing but the ledge to keep me from crashing into the ground as she suddenly turned around toward the voice., forgetting about me on the ledge as she tried to hide her hands as if we were just casually walking in the neighborhood and decided to stand in their backyard and hang off their house. Oh no, we weren’t doing anything wrong here...
“Matt! Oh umm when did you get back in town?”
Matt was Miranda’s older brother who went to college out of state. He was never around anymore, or so we thought...
“It’s Thanksgiving break....” He sounded confused, which made perfect sense considering the circumstances. “Valerie, do you need some help?”
“Yes, please?” I muttered, shamefully. You weren’t supposed to get help from the residents of the house you were about the beak into, but the gesture was nice and Matt was rather strong and attractive...
He came over to me and put his arms around my waist as he lowered me to the ground gently. I couldn’t help but stare into his deep, blue eyes. I couldn’t help but notice his eyes on my cleavage and the way his hands brushed my ass as he set me to the ground.
“Now that everyone is on the ground... What the Hell were you trying to do?”
Aubrey and I looked at Sonya, who looked at us and shrugged.
“I said I could crack open any lock...I never promised we wouldn’t get caught...”
So I did what I do best. I flirted.
“You know...it’s a funny story, really... But it’s a story best told inside. We could hang out in your room, perhaps? It’s awfully chilly out here...”
I gave him my famous doe eyed look while I seductively ran my eyes over his entire body, every single inch of him was nice to look at. I didn’t have to fake the grin forming on my face to show that I approved of everything that he had to offer.
“Oh why not?” He gave a quick glance at the other two girls before returning his eyes to my cleavage. A sexy smile spread across his face. “My parents won’t be home for hours...”
I was about to discover that there are ways to keep a man from talking that don’t require the use of duct tape and a gag, which Sonya had forgot to pack in her burglary kit anyway.
“Well then, let’s go inside...maybe next time, we’ll knock instead.” I gave him a quick wink as we stepped through the back door and into the house. After all, this seemed much easier than climbing through a second story window or picking a lock.
Trust me though, Little Miss Miranda Summers got to see revenge all right. Maybe not in the way we had intended, but pictures of her massive beanie baby collection (all with names and personalities according to her brother) was a real hit at school on Monday morning...
“I have never broken into a house before...” I whispered into the dark, watching as my breath showed in the crisp, fall air.
“Me neither...but Sonya has before, haven’t you?” Aubrey replied a little louder than one would think for discussing such a mission. But that’s my girl, she’s always the loud one wherever we went. She even walked loudly, if that was even possible.
Why did we think bringing her along was such a good idea again? The answer was obvious. We were a threesome. We did everything together.
“Fuck yeah, I have. I’ve been breaking into houses since I could walk...” Sonya replied, quieter than Aubrey because she knew what the mission at hand entailed. She was the expert after all (or so she said. Who knew if her stories of mischief and mayhem were even true? We believed everything that girl said though and ate it up.)
I took a giant swig of courage, otherwise known as vodka disguised as bottled water. It was harsh and I wanted to gag, but I didn’t want to be the weak girl in the group any longer. I swallowed it down and let it burn my throat, feeling proud that for once, I didn’t nearly vomit it all back up as quickly as it went down. Aubrey gave me a thumbs up while I simultaneously flipped her off.
“Bitch”
“Hoebag”
Yes, we truly loved each other like sisters.
“You’re both nasty whores, now shut the fuck up already. We have a job to do...”
Sonya was easily irritated when it came to the business at hand. Aubrey and I would rather goof off, but Sonya was all business. It would show later on when Aubrey and I became drunk sorority girls while away at college and Sonya was in prison for assault after she discovered her ex-boyfriend in the backseat of his car with the head cheerleader on prom night. His pretty, sporty car ended up not so pretty after that evening. Neither did his face, but that’s another story.
For the time being, we were a group on a mission. Sonya was our ring leader since she had the most experience with such things.
She was peering at the house from the bushes while Aubrey and I amused ourselves with punching each other in the arm as hard as we could without making a noise, which is hard when you are Aubrey and your natural state of being is “loud”.
“They left. I just saw their car pull out of the driveway and turn town 15th Street. Girls, it looks like we are good to go!”
We followed Sonya’s lead. Neither Aubrey nor myself had ever gotten into this kind of trouble before. It was exciting and terrifying all at the same time. This would make us true badasses like Sonya once and for all.
We walked through the backyard and up to the back door. Aubrey was behind me, I could hear her every step as she tiptoed through the grass.
Sonya didn’t hesitate. She went straight up to the door, pulled out some instruments and went to work picking the lock while Aubrey and I stood guard. After about 5 minutes, we got antsy.
“Sonya, what the fuck is taking you so long?”
“Val...have you ever picked a lock before?”
“Umm no...”
“Then shut the Hell up already and let me work.”
What else could I do? I shut up. Aubrey was shivering, she forgot her coat.
“I’m cold...can we just go already?”
An evil glare was all she got in return. The answer was obvious. We had a job to do.
While Sonya was working hard, I looked up at the beautiful two story house. I wonder what it would be like to live here, I thought...I could have my bedroom up there, on the second floor, overlooking the backyard full of trees. I could even sleep with my window open, like Miranda Summers does...
Wait, did I say open window?
“Sonya! Sonya!” I couldn’t hold my excitement in any longer.
“What is it now, Val?”
“The window, up there...it’s open!”
I saw Sonya drop her arms and stand up slowly, but instead of looking proud of me for my discovery, she looked annoyed.
“Why yes it is...and do you plan on climbing up there yourself or sending Miss Falls Up Stairs up there instead? You sure as Hell ain’t getting me up there when I can pick this lock in no time...”
“No time?" Now it was my turn to be annoyed "It's been hours!"
“It’s been 10 fucking minutes, Val...these things take time!”
We were trying to whisper while still screaming. I was furious. My idea was a good one, and I had to prove it to Sonya. Just had to.
“Fine then. I will climb up there. I’m not afraid. And when I do, I will open this fucking door for you and let your dumbass in! We will see who’s right then!”
I refrained from sticking my tongue out at her, I figure that would be childish. Besides, I knew I could do that once I got inside and opened the door to let her in. Now that would be a great feeling. I’d have to rub it in as best I could.
“Fine. I don’t give a shit if you want to climb up there like a stupid ass monkey...”
“Just so you know, I took gymnastics as a kid! This will be a breeze compared to the shit they had me doing! Just watch and see!”
“Oh, I’ll watch all right. Watch and laugh as you come falling down on your drunk ass!”
I handed my water bottle to Aubrey who looked terrified for me.
“Val, please don’t...we can just go home...”
“No, we can’t. We came here to toilet paper Miranda’s bedroom, we are going to do it. That girl needs a fucking reality check after what she did to you the other day...”
“Seriously...it’s okay... She didn’t mean nothing by it...”
But Sonya and I both knew that she did. No one picked on one of us and got away with it. That’s just the rules of the school. Miranda Summers would pay for breaking that rule and humiliating Aubrey in gym class. She couldn’t help being clumsy, she didn’t mean to miss the ball...Aubrey is just...Aubrey. Miranda should never have picked on her for it. For that, she would pay.
“Aubrey, I’m going to climb up to that window and let you guys in. We will do it. People do it in the movies all the time, just you wait and see, it’ll be easy...”
Aren’t those noted somewhere as being the most common “famous last words” before doing anything that ends up turning out horribly wrong? But I was young and limber, and I thought myself to be invincible as most teenagers seem to think at one time or another.
“Though, I might need your help Aubrey...will you hoist me up? Just enough for me to grab the ledge...”
Aubrey reluctantly agreed, not saying much as she bent down and opened her hands for me to step up into.
Sonya stopped trying to pick her lock, grinning and shaking her head at the two of us. She was often amused at our antics, even when she tried to act annoyed.
“You girls are idiots, do you know that?”’
I ignored her.
“Now, just lift me up when I put my feet in your hands...” I was thankful that I was petite and weighed half of what Aubrey did. The situation wouldn’t work had we reversed the roles.
“Fucking idiots...that’s what you are...” her taunting continued.
I stepped up into Aubrey’s hands and on the count of three, she hoisted me up. It took me a few tries, but I grabbed the ledge and held on.
“Don’t let go yet!” I yelled down at her, not sure if my wimpy arms were strong enough to even hold my own weight.
“Can you hoist me up any higher?”
I went a little higher, got a good grip and yanked upward as hard as I could. Almost there....I could see the promise land within inches of my grasp....one good nudge and I could possibly hoist myself over the ledge and into the window...
The back door opened up and it obviously wasn’t me opening it as I had planned. A quick glance down showed surprise on Sonya’s face too, it wasn't her.
A male voice.
“What the Hell...? I thought I heard people talking out here...”
Aubrey’s hands suddenly disappeared out from under me. I had nothing but the ledge to keep me from crashing into the ground as she suddenly turned around toward the voice., forgetting about me on the ledge as she tried to hide her hands as if we were just casually walking in the neighborhood and decided to stand in their backyard and hang off their house. Oh no, we weren’t doing anything wrong here...
“Matt! Oh umm when did you get back in town?”
Matt was Miranda’s older brother who went to college out of state. He was never around anymore, or so we thought...
“It’s Thanksgiving break....” He sounded confused, which made perfect sense considering the circumstances. “Valerie, do you need some help?”
“Yes, please?” I muttered, shamefully. You weren’t supposed to get help from the residents of the house you were about the beak into, but the gesture was nice and Matt was rather strong and attractive...
He came over to me and put his arms around my waist as he lowered me to the ground gently. I couldn’t help but stare into his deep, blue eyes. I couldn’t help but notice his eyes on my cleavage and the way his hands brushed my ass as he set me to the ground.
“Now that everyone is on the ground... What the Hell were you trying to do?”
Aubrey and I looked at Sonya, who looked at us and shrugged.
“I said I could crack open any lock...I never promised we wouldn’t get caught...”
So I did what I do best. I flirted.
“You know...it’s a funny story, really... But it’s a story best told inside. We could hang out in your room, perhaps? It’s awfully chilly out here...”
I gave him my famous doe eyed look while I seductively ran my eyes over his entire body, every single inch of him was nice to look at. I didn’t have to fake the grin forming on my face to show that I approved of everything that he had to offer.
“Oh why not?” He gave a quick glance at the other two girls before returning his eyes to my cleavage. A sexy smile spread across his face. “My parents won’t be home for hours...”
I was about to discover that there are ways to keep a man from talking that don’t require the use of duct tape and a gag, which Sonya had forgot to pack in her burglary kit anyway.
“Well then, let’s go inside...maybe next time, we’ll knock instead.” I gave him a quick wink as we stepped through the back door and into the house. After all, this seemed much easier than climbing through a second story window or picking a lock.
Trust me though, Little Miss Miranda Summers got to see revenge all right. Maybe not in the way we had intended, but pictures of her massive beanie baby collection (all with names and personalities according to her brother) was a real hit at school on Monday morning...