Wings of Fortune - Part 11

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By HikerAngel

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Everyone gathered outside Sam’s room to give him some privacy to change back into his street clothes.

Rob noticed Matt well down the hall, slumped against the wall of the corridor, hand rustling his hair.

“Be back in a sec,” he told Megan, who simply glared at him. He wasn’t doing so well these days with her. Oh, well. A bouquet of grocery store flowers should solve that problem—if he could remember to do it. He wasn’t all that great at the romantic stuff. Or being considerate. Or tactful. He mentally shrugged. Whatever.

Jogging down the hall, he caught up to Matt and tapped him on the shoulder. Matt looked up, a distraught look on his face.

“Dude! You look like you accidentally sent your dick through the wood chipper!” said Rob, with a nearly serious look on his face. Nearly serious was about as serious as he was able to get. “What’s the what?”

“It’s Mara. She got upset about me looking at Candace.”

“Pssht. How can she be mad about that? Candace is looking fine as fuck these days! She’s got to give some kind of allowance for the Y-chromosome factor… speaking of which, think Sam would mind if I take Candace on a test drive? You know, test the brakes and the steering? She how she handles?”

Matt stared at him.

“Okay. Fine. Not a good idea, then. But geez, man, look who’s talking! You were the one that got totally outed for staring at her gorgeous ass…” Rob sulked.

“Your girlfriend is like 100 feet down the hall.”

“Yeah, but she knows that my masculine impulses control me. It’s part of my charm,” said Rob with a wide grin.

Matt shook his head.

“My girlfriend gets all pissed because I just look at another girl. Meanwhile, you’re talking about fucking said girl, and you’re not even worried about Megan’s reaction. Unbelievable.”

“Welcome to the World of Rob, dude. W to the O to the R. Rose-colored glasses are the only fucking kind I own,” he laughed. “But you’ve got to admit, that was quite a look. Mara did the whole hand wave and everything, and you still didn’t break ogle. That’s some serious eye-wanderage, man.”

“Yeah,” sighed Matt. “I don’t even know what happened exactly. It was just, like, electric somehow. Like we were connected outside of our bodies or something?”

“Whoa. That’s some deep shit. So you, like, zen-fucked her or something?”

“Zen-fucked her? That’s a new one.”

Rob’s eyes twinkled.

“WOR, remember?”

“Riiiiight,” Matt replied. “But no, it wasn’t like that. It was just… I don’t know. I don’t even know why I’m talking to you about this. You have the libido of a stallion combined with the brainpower of a peanut. You make everything about sex.”

“Thanks, dude,” said Rob, clearly taking Matt’s comment as a compliment. “Anyway, if you want me to talk to Mara for you…”

“No! God, no!!” interrupted Matt. “Thanks for the offer, though.”

“Sure! What are bros for?” Rob reached up to give Matt a light slap on the shoulder.

Matt returned the gesture, but Rob went flying to the ground.

“Geez, dude! You didn’t have to go all Rocky on my ass!” said Rob, rubbing his shoulder as he rose to his feet.

“Sorry about that! I’ve just been getting stronger lately. All those workouts finally paying off, I guess.” He shrugged.

Rob eyed him warily.

“You should probably lay off the steroids, man.”

Matt just gave him a sheepish look, and they went back to join the others.


While the others waited for Matt and Rob to rejoin them, Candace’s father eyed Sam, opening his mouth as if to say something, then clapping it shut, apparently thinking better of it.

Candace wondered what her father was thinking right now. The only thing she knew was that it wasn’t good. She had been in Sam’s bedroom. Most of the night. She was amazed her father was as controlled as he was, though she was sure she would hear about it once they arrived home. She hadn’t done anything with Sam. If she was honest with herself, though, she’d wanted to. Desperately. She had been ready to go all the way with him for a minute there! She felt a rush of desire again at the thought, casting smoldering eyes at Sam, who didn’t seem to notice. His eyes were fixed on the two boys coming toward the group.

She didn’t know what was going on with her hormones lately. One minute they would be raging, and the next she was feeling serene and distanced from them. It was the oddest combination. The shifts in her feelings seemed to be occurring less often today, at least, but the intensity of them was just as strong, if not stronger. The doctors had said that the emotional impacts of the near-death trauma would wear off with time, but they weren’t! She didn’t know if she should tell them and have them order a dozen more tests or just keep the fact to herself.

Matt and Rob rejoined the group, and they all walked through the halls, lost in their own thoughts until they reached the exit.

“There’s Mara!” said Matt, his eyes finding the girl quickly as they reached the sidewalk.

He began to walk toward her, but Matt put a hand on his chest.

“Don’t. Not now. Let her cool down more first. Trust me,” said Sam with reassuring sincerity in his eyes.

Matt gulped, then nodded, but his eyes remained fixed on Mara sitting in the grass, back against the brick wall, face in her hands.

“Give her a call later tonight,” Sam said.

Candace smiled as she watched the interaction. Her eyes dropped as she thought about the reason Mara was upset. She wasn’t really into Matt. Mara was more than welcome to have him. She had just… She didn’t know what had happened, exactly, but it wasn’t like she was trying to steal Mara’s man. Matt was nice eye candy, but there wasn’t much more to him than that, in her opinion. Except… there was something about him now. Something that hadn’t been there before. Something that drew her to him. She shivered as she remembered the feeling...

No! She had Sam, her guardian angel. That was more than enough! Eyes rising under half-lowered eyelids to gaze at him, her mind wandered to the things she wanted to do to him. She moistened her lips with her tongue.

“Candace?” came Sam’s voice.

“What?” she startled, her lascivious thoughts interrupted.

“You okay?”

“Yeah. I just… I should talk to Mara.”

Sam considered, then nodded.

“That might be a good idea,” he said.

Candace walked over to Mara and sat down next to her, leaning over to bump her friend with her toned shoulder.

“Hey, you,” Candace said softly.

“Go away!” said Mara in a muffled voice, face still covered by her hands.

“Mar, I just wanted you to know that I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to… stare at Matt like that. I know you and he are going out, and I’m happy for you.”

“That was some pretty intense ogling, Cand. I couldn’t even break the connection by waving a hand through it. If it didn’t mean anything, then what was it all about?” Mara said, turning her moist eyes toward Candace and withdrawing her hands.

“I… I don’t know how to explain it. I just felt this, like, connection. Like we were alike. Like we were the same somehow...” Candace knew it was a mistake to say it as soon as the words left her lips. She watched in horror as Mara’s eyes flashed with anger.

“Like you were meant to be together and want to have lots of sex and babies? If you wanted him, Cand, why didn’t you just tell me? You didn’t have to be a bitch about it and let me start dating him before you try to go after him.”

When Candace heard the insult, as justifiable as it was under the circumstances, she felt a wave of haughty anger crash through her. Mara! The girl was nothing compared to her. Candace could have any man she wanted. It was time to let this pathetic girl know it. Part of Candace recoiled at these thoughts. This wasn’t her. But she couldn’t seem to fully control it. Before she knew it, her lips were moving.

“Do you really think I couldn’t have him if I wanted him? You should be glad I don’t have any real interest in him, Mar. He’s all yours...” she laughed out the words as if to prove the point of its absurdity. Of course, it wasn’t exactly the message Mara wanted to hear.

Mara glared daggers at her. Candace should have felt horrible for making such a condescending comment. Part of her did. But the part that seemed to be driving at the moment was unconcerned. Feeling herself smile, she rose to her feet, looking down at her shorter friend. She spun on her heel and rejoined the others.

Sam looked heartbroken as the two women in his life clearly hadn’t made up. In fact, it looked like whatever had been said had made things worse.

“Didn’t go well, huh?” he said as Candace returned. The words seemed to trigger something in Candace, and her expression changed from almost disdainful to horrified in an instant.

“Oh, my God. What did I do?! I can’t believe I…”

“You…” led Sam.

“I-I said something wrong. Something I shouldn’t have,” Candace stammered as tears began to fall. “You have to tell her I didn’t mean it!”

Candace hugged Sam for support. It was difficult for him to concentrate as her lush body pressed against his, but he knew this was important.

“I will. Promise.”

He watched Mara rise to her feet and run away as he held Candace. He hoped she would be okay.

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Sam is walking away from that sickbed much easier than I thought he would.

But I guess the thing about this still being the same day means we haven't yet seen what night will bring...

Oh, this is quickly turning sour by the minute now...

And now, some scheduled analysis/commentary:
”No! She had Sam, her guardian angel. That was more than enough! Eyes rising under half-lowered eyelids to gaze at him, her mind wandered to the things she wanted to do to him.”
There is definitely something about that ‘Guardian Angel’ thing In Candace’s eyes.
A bit more proof;
“Didn’t go well, huh?” he said as Candace returned. The words seemed to trigger something in Candace, and her expression changed from almost disdainful to horrified in an instant.’

Something about Sam keeps her ‘stable’ in a sense... I’ll probably have to read the first chapters again to see if the was a planted connection from the beginning... 🤣