Free Cocky by Amy Love Page A

to back me up”
     
    Chelsea couldn’t help but smile and when Blue leaned towards her she didn’t pull away, but she kissed him feeling his warm lips against hers.
     
    “You gonna come with us to the house?” Chelsea asked.
     
    “Only if you’ll sleep in bed with me,” Blue said.
     
    Chelsea nodded and looked up sadly up the stairs. Her mother was up there with a monster. She was a princess trapped in a tower and Chelsea didn’t know how to rescue her. She didn’t want to have to trade her mother for Blue; she wanted them both; she needed them both. She needed to show her mother that Terrance was a dangerous and bad person. She wasn’t going to leave her here alone with that monster.
     
    They carried their bags to Blue’s old car from high school and filled the trunk. Chelsea used her hand to shield her eyes from the sun and she looked up at the window she knew was her mother’s. How could her own mother think Chelsea would lie about something like this? How could her mother think she didn’t want her to be happy? Couldn’t she see Chelsea wanted her to be happy with the right person and not this jerk?
     
    She gave a halfhearted wave but couldn’t tell if her mother saw it. She then opened the passenger side door and slid into the seat. The three of them were silent as they drove down the driveway and left the house behind them.
     

 
    Chapter Twelve
     
    Chelsea and Blue drove down the driveway. As the house receded in the rear-view mirror Chelsea wiped a tear from her eye. She knew her mother wouldn’t believe her, but it was still so painful. Terrance had been ready for them; he had been prepping Colleen for months, telling her Blue was a liar so when the truth finally came he had an out.
     
    Blue was driving silently, his eyes focused on the road. Chelsea wished he would say something. She wanted him to talk to her, but she didn’t want to force him. She could see he was hurting and wanted to help him feel better.
     
    They drove to Chelsea’s old house. Blue knew the ride by heart and driving back in the silent car reminded her of so many of her high school nights. None of them spoke on the way home; they were all lost in their own thoughts. They pulled into the driveway and filed into the house, but once inside Chelsea had no idea what to do with herself. The three of them paced around the house but accomplished nothing.
     
    Chelsea poured them all a glass of whiskey as they sat on their old saggy living room furniture and debated what they could do. But they were all tired and frustrated and the solution escaped them.
     
    “I think I’m gonna take the car and go for a drive, is that cool?” Jamie asked.
     
    “Yeah,” Blue said, throwing her the keys.
     
    “Don’t wait up. I won’t be back until late.”
     
    She left and then it was just Blue and Chelsea and half a bottle of whiskey. Blue seemed so distant and far away. Chelsea hoped he wasn’t blaming himself for this. She reached out for his knee and squeezed it and he turned towards her and smiled.
     
    “It’s gonna be okay,” Chelsea said and he smiled wanly.
     
    “We’ll see.”
     
    She was staring into his dark eyes as she unconsciously shifted her body towards his. It was her and Blue alone in her house sitting on the couch. How many times had they sat like this and never went any further? Terrance had kept them apart for long enough.
     
    Blue leaned forward and placed his hand on Chelsea’s neck, pulling her closer to him and kissing her deeply. She pressed herself against him and Blue snuck his hands onto her back, pulling her even closer and grabbing her tightly. With ease he unsnapped her bra and she felt it slide over her shoulders. Blue broke the kiss and lifted her shirt, letting out a low growl as he pulled her bra free.
     
    Chelsea reached for his shirt and he hastily pulled it over his head and threw it to the side before kissing her again. He held her jaw in his hand, keeping her close as his other