CHEVY
I guess I was lucky, the girl have been yearning to have for such a long time now was innocent and pure. No guy had even kissed her or touched her except me. I could not think of anything else yesterday night other than her. Did she even know how that part of a male looked like? I really won't mind if he touched my dick first than any other guy out there. She was mine but had no idea for how long have been wanting to touch or kiss her.
She was everything I was looking for in a girl, she was different from Harper and other girls that had once crawled on my bed. Waking up, I cleaned my face and went downstairs to fix coffee before school.
Mom was slouching on the couch holding a parcel while sniffing coke. I knew something was up, she couldn't be wasting herself in the morning if Dad hadn't sent another subpoena.
"That son of a b*tch!" She hissed.
"It was bound to happen mom, just sign the divorce papers and move on with your life."
"And then he's gonna take everything? He'll convince you to move in with him and I'll be left all alone, don't you see that!" She panicked and I had to give her a little comfort. She was always dramatic even if she knew that Dad never really loved her. I grew up in unknown circumstances where Dad would show up on weekends and then disappear for another week. Constant scuffles and arguments resulted to Dad moving out.
He had a kept woman, that's what Mom used to say over and over again. Much of my childhood was chaotic and I often suffered psychological trauma. I recovered when Mom and Dad tolerated each other for a month or so. When I turned sixteen, I was mature enough to understand that there was always 'that' family with so much problems. I accepted things the way they were.
I didn't blame Dad because I was made to believe that people do fall out and maybe that was the case. Dad and Mom were just experimenting, obviously not compatible to one another.
She fell asleep after smoking too much and I quickly fixed coffee, freshened up and left for school. I was eager to see Gigi and maybe have a little chat with her.
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"That b*tch is your chemistry partner, did you lick Miss Oregano's p*ssy? How sweet was it huh! Did she drip honey?"
"Not right now Harper." I shoved her away but she still chose to provoke me further.
"Like father, like son." She bit her lower lip seductively and grabbed my collar. "You better not try anything stupid with that lowlife." She whispered.
"Whether I'm bedding her or not, is none of your damn business!" I warned her but she laughed out loud.
"Ouch! That hurts!" Her speech was full of mockery pissing me off.
"What do you want now huh?" I stared at her blankly.
"I've missed my period and I...I think I might be pregnant. I'm carrying your child Chevy and you have to take responsibility for it!"
"How sure are you that I'm the father of that baby?"
"You are the only guy that I have been seen with, if my parents come to know about the pregnancy, you'll have no choice but to take care of me." She rolled her eyes as if it was that easy to say.
I banged the locker so hard that my hand started bleeding.
"See you around Sweetheart." She blew a kiss in the air and left. I suddenly lost control and sat down while thinking how possible that would be. She had set me up because everytime we had s*x, she'd promise me that she was always safe. How stupid of me to think she'd actually take care of herself?