Chapter Two

When Aj finally did reveal his face to me, I was surprised. We were on call. We'd been calling everyday. Or, I guess I should say we called once on discord and it never truly ended.

We'd call, spend the whole day talking on discord, disconnect when we had to do something, then rejoin the call. We'd continue the call at night, too. I always slept better knowing he was on the other end.

I did have a problem with nightmares. I would wake up in the middle of the night whimpering. He was a light sleeper at night but slept like a rock during the day. I'd have to really shout to get him up. So he'd wake up, ready to listen to me whine about my nightmares.

I remember our first discord call. It was unexpected to say the least. He had called me and practically whispered.

"Rena..?" His voice almost shocked me. I couldn't tell you why.

"There's this thing on vu. I just wanted to ask you if you wanted to go with me." He said. His voice this time was more steady and a little more sure. I cock my head to the side. I already guessed vu was just short for IMVU.

"Well, what is it?" I ask. He told me it was a friend's wedding. I laugh out loud. The people getting married must not have met in real life if they're having a wedding on a chatroom platform for adults.

"I knew it was stupid to ask." He sounded a little hurt. I immediately felt bad for laughing. At fifteen, I lacked the necessary filter to get me through life smoothly.

"What? No it's not!" I say, almost defensively. "It's just that it sounds silly that someone would have their wedding on vu. They must not actually know each other." I say. Shit. I can't be hurting a man's feelings. I'm not that mean. He lets a puff of air from his nose. All I do is sigh in response.

"Well. I don't really have anything suitable to wear. Only this skimpy green dress from the daily spin." I explain. God, I hated that dress. Not only was it extremely inappropriate, it was an extremely ugly green. He said it was fine. He just didn't want to show up to his friend's wedding by himself.

The wedding itself was very boring. Not only that, but the internet was slow because of the amount of people in the room. I got audibly angry and Aj only laughed at everything I had to say.

I talked some shit in the chat. I feel bad about it now. I laughed about it then. Only because Aj added to the shit talk at the end. After that, we cracked up laughing and left the room.

We completely abandoned IMVU for the rest of the night and continued our conversation on discord. We talked, laughed, and I even sneezed a few times.

I got into this habit from when I was a little kid. I'd plug my nose when I sneezed to prevent a snotty sneeze. People warned me my eyes would pop out but I know they lied. When I sneeze, I'd make this little noise after. People tell me it's the cutest thing in the world, but I've always been self conscious about it.

When I get tired, my voice takes on a higher pitch and I yawn a lot. My voice sounds ten years younger. And when I yawn, I make a noise that also sounds like a child whining.

"You get really cute when you're tired." He murmurs. I hide my face in my blanket. A muffled whine coming from my end of the line.

"Fuckin a! This is cute!" He repeats. I whine again and snuggle further in the sheets.

"Mm! Good night sir." I say quietly.

"Good night, Rena." He says softly.

The next morning, Aj was already awake. "My voice sounds like a child when I'm tired." I say sheepishly, as if he hadn't found that out last night. "I know. It's adorable. It made me smile a couple times." He admits.

"Also, you moaned a lot last night." He says. What?!

My eyes go wide and my mouth hangs open. "I did not!" I exclaim, my cheeks turning pink as my heart pounds in my ears. "You totally did. There were a lot of ahs and mhms. It was only like five times but still."

"Did I.. really?" I ask, dumbfounded. Well, at least he didn't tell me I snore. At least he doesn't snore.

"Well, for your information sir. I slept fine having you on the other end. Don't know why. Maybe just the extra reassurance that someone is there. Don't know why I'd be moaning, though." I get up out of my bed and stretch. I always use vocals when doing so, so it sounds like my stretches feel really good.

"I'm gonna go do some sit ups. I've been working on myself the past few years and been trying to maintain the abs I have." I say. Immediately regretting talking about my body to a man.

"I work out too. How many reps do you do?" He asks. I tell him I add 25 reps every week. Right now I made it to 150. I also swim in the lake in the deep waters to maintain my legs and ab muscles.

"I was in marines basic training. I grew fond of my physique and continued doing the training exercises. I had no interest in becoming an actual marine after being discharged. I don't really plan on going to college so I'll be stuck with part time jobs. Hey, I wanna show you something." He says.

I cock my head to the side. An image loads on the screen.

"I just took that." It was a mirror selfie. His face was hidden with his phone. He had very prominent abs and what my eyes lingered on was his v-line and the happy trail from below his belly button and down. The trail of dark hair disappearing within his jeans.

"Holy shit-" I mutter. My breathing becomes erratic. My cheeks grow warm and I clench my thighs together.

"Rena? Are you okay?" He asks. I don't say anything. I'm panting like a bitch in heat at this point. I have no shame. I could have muted myself. I couldn't stop staring.

"You're breathing hard." He observes. "It's fine. I'm fine. Just, you're like- really hot, Aj." I regret those words as soon as they rolled off my tongue.

"Agh! Fuck! Why can't I have a filter?" I hide my face.

"I- uh. Thanks. Why were you breathing like that?" He asks. I can hear a smirk in his voice. Uh- because that literally got me hot and heavy. I wanted to say. Instead I say, "Nunya."

He chuckles and I giggle nervously. Yup. I'm in big trouble. You can't really blame me for thinking that way. I'm a teenage girl. Hormones. Horny as fuck to say the least.