I'm sitting in the parking lot waiting for my school to open up. I'm early, like 3 hours early. I didn't want to have another fight with my stepmother and her kids this morning. I wanted to start this school year off better.
But who am I kidding, that twitch will just wait for me to get home from school then start. Ugh. I just need to get my own place. The twitch already has me paying for rent and half the other bills. She told my Dad it was to prepare me for adulthood but I know the truth, she's lazy and doesn't want to work. So the money I pay them just goes to her for her spending money.
I'm sick of this but I'm still a minor and still in high school I don't have any other choice. This is not what I want to think about right now becauseI'm going to have a ducking fabulous first day.
Looking at my phone I realize I still have about 2 and half hours before school starts. So I crawl in the back of my car to see if I can get some sleep. I set my phone alarm to go off in an hour and half. That should get me plenty of time to get ready for my first day of Junior year. Yay.
The next thing I know is that there's a sound banging on the back of my car. I bolt up and yell " What the duck?"
And that's when I hear it. The laughter coming from the bang. Ugh. This year Shaw is not going to make it. Because I'm going to ducking kill him.
" You up in there gorgeous?" Shaw says with his musical tenor voice. Cat's how I hate him. If I could ducking kill him I would already but he's quick on his feet. Ducking figures.
" Why do you have to do this every time? I just lost 2 years off my life because of you. My only hope is that I can get them back before I drop dead of a heart attack."
I grumbled as I crawl to the front of my car to unlock it and open the driver's side door. Just like that, the door is pulled open even more and there squatting in front of me between the open door is my best friend Shaw.
I smile at him whole heartily. Shaw is drop dead gorgeous with is blonde hair that's always in his dark green eyes. His face is more than handsome with his full lips and lightly tan skin and well defined jaw line. Shaw also works out 6 days a week and it shows. His body is smoking hot with a well defined six pack and to top it all off he stands 6'3. Shaw as all the good genes from his gene pool and he knows it. But strangely enough he's not self centered, he's the most caring person I know. It's just a shame we both like guys, he would make the perfect boyfriend for any girl. He also is somewhat of a man whore but we still have fun. He's the brother I never had and always wanted. My creepy stepbrother doesn't count.
His green eyes look into my purple ones and he says, " Baby did you and Samantha get into another fight?"
This is so like him to come looking for me and ask if something is wrong. This always make my eyes tear up a little. I shake my head no.
Sighing he tries again, "Then what's with the sleeping in the car routine? I thought we decided that you would come to my house if things got bad. You know this is dangerous don't you baby?"
I swallow hard and answer him, " I didn't want to wake you up. Because I left the house early to avoid her and the demon spawns. It's just this one time."
And before I can say more he's shaking his head and laughing at me again. " You always say that. But it never is just one time with you." Before I know it he's standing up and telling me to move over.
Ugh he's so pushy sometimes. I get into the passenger's seat as he slides into the driver's then takes the time to adjust the seat and mirrors since I'm so short. Then holds out his hand for the car keys. I pat my pockets but they are not in there. With a shrug I crawl back to the back seat and low and be hold my car keys are there on the floor of the car. Yay. At least I didn't have to dig for them. Coming back to the front I slap them in Shaw's big hand and get in my seat with my seat belt on. He won't move the car until I do. With a sly look towards me, he starts the car and drives us to his place.
Yup I don't have to ask where we are going because this is a given. Just like the conversation we are about to have is a given as well.
"Why don't you move in with me? This isn't healthy for you baby. And my parental units would love to have you there. You know they think we're going to get married some day don't you." We both snicker at that.
"Well that's not going to ducking happened in this life time is it. And besides I don't want to be an even bigger burden on you then I am. And then there's my Dad. You know he will never let me move out of the house until after I turn 18. You know this we go over it enough times." I tell him.
" That's such bullshit and you know it. I can get that fucker to do it. We both know I can. Besides I already pay for your clothes, car, books and food. So it's only logical that we live together. Then you wouldn't have to work 40 hours a week plus school. When do you sleep?" He says with a hint of irritation to his voice.
Oh joy, this again. I love him and I know he love me, so I don't get mad at him for this. But this is an old argument that neither of us wants to lose.
"I know you do and it makes me feel guilty." My voice breaks at the end. I'm about to cry and right as I'm turning away from him the car stops and in the next heart beat my door is opened and he's pulling me into his arm's as I bury my face in his chest. I didn't realize we had arrived but this right here is home. To me Shaw is home. With that thought I lose the fight and start to cry. Shaw's hand covers the back of my head and his other one rubs up and down my back as I shake from the sobs that rake through my body.
"Shhh, shhh baby it's ok. I've got you. You know I'll never let you go right. And you know I'll never let anything or one hurt you." He whispers into the top of my head. It's so soothing that my tears start to slow down and the fight leaves my body.
"There you go. That's it just calm down and leave everything to me ok." And that's my weakness right there. I know Shaw will always take care of me because I'm his.
After I stop he lefts my head and wipes my tears away saying, "Felling better?" With my nod he smiles and continues, "Now let's go in my room and have make up sex. What do you say?"
I can't help it, I start to laugh and a couple seconds later so does Shaw.
He turns around and squats down in front of me, I climb on his back and as he straightens up he looks over his shoulder at me and says, "Let's go see what the parental unit has for us to eat before our first day off school". Yay. With that happy thought Shaw skips us to the front door.