Getting back home, I found Dad chatting happily with Teagan and I just walked upstairs without caring to join the duo. Shortly after changing my school attire, I heard a knock on my door.
"The door is open and I know it's you Dad." I muttered.
"There you got me." He tried to cheer me up.
"It's no fun Dad. Just come back home to us. For fuck's sake choose us. Do something right for once in your life Dad. It's so humiliating having to hear gossip everywhere I go, the neighbors can't stop talking of how you rummage through the town sleeping with various women. I'm just tired... please Dad. Come back home to us." I began crying.
"Hey, don't be like that....is that why you harm yourself? Don't feel punished for the mistakes I made." He sat beside me and took my hand in his. "I'll sort out everything, just be patient."
"No! I know you won't...is this a mere joke to you?" I moved away from him.
"Hun, I'll fix everything..."
"Fucking women all over is the way for you to fix everything? Dad, you're not getting it, are you? Save me from this embarrassment Dad. In school I have to act like I'm half dead. All those comments and gossips about you, nobody understands me. Not even you. Just get out and don't even think of coming back ever again." I sobbed hard.
"Go to bed early and don't think about it." He said and walked out.
"Damn you Dad!!!" I threw a pillow towards the direction of the door. I wanted to hurt myself so bad but I had no lighter. Could I resolve biting myself on the arm? That could suddenly hurt so good. I was about to rub my elbow to take in a bite when Teagan stormed in.
"What do you want now?"
"Dinner is ready. Come downstairs after cleaning up." She said all composed like nothing had happened.
"You don't care at all, do you?" I retorted back.
"And why should I? Those two have their own struggles Adora, it's time you get over it. Dad will come home when he's ready so don't force issues okay?" She said her mouth waiting like a question. I gawked at her as she closed the door on her way out. I gave up the thought of biting myself and stepped into the shower to clean up.
A tray of omelette and salmon was placed on my bedside table and I had no choice but to eat because I was already famished. My ego wasn't going to fill up my stomach. Later, I did the Maths assignment and retired to bed.
It was raining heavily when I heard someone banging my window. I thought it might be one of those parrots patching the window pane but there was constant banging that I had to get up, pick one of my stilettos and face the intruder. I opened the window at one go and was about to jerk forward when someone touched my arm.
"Atlas? What..."
"No questions please." He invited himself in and proceeded to take off his shirt.
"No, you just can't be here. You have to leave this instant. I'm serious Atlas." I tried to register everything that was happening.
"Are sure you want me to leave even after seeing all these?" He inched closer.
"Are you trying to seduce a high school nerd?" I moved a few steps backwards. His bare chest was at my display and I tried really hard not to look at those fine abs and his torn flesh.
"I didn't sleep well last night just because miss Kiddo constantly tortured my mind. Do you know how many showers I had to take? You have no idea, do you?"
He moved his hand and played with the falling strands of my hair.
"Seriously, you have to go." I moved to the window.
"And what if I don't? What will you do? Take me out forcefully? I doubt you'll ever do that....one single grip, and you're down." He still found his way around things. He drew closer threatening to breach the gap that held the tiny dignity left in me. My mind wanted him to leave but my body couldn't. Was I letting myself loose? Was that the opportunity he was talking about?
"I sure don't have that much strength to drive you out of my room...."
"But have the strength to moan when I get in between your thighs, right? Oh kiddo, you want this. Drop the act and spread your legs for me." He lifted my chin up.
"Atlas, we can't...."
He sealed my mouth with his, munching my lips rather hard and rough and before I could process it, he was pulling away leaving me gasping for breath.
"Don't spoil the fun, be obedient and show me what your momma gave you. Your body keeps on betraying you, your anxiety, your haggard breath...it's all evident kiddo. You want me as much as I want you." He pinned me to the wall and raised my hands above my head.
"Let me in, you'll never regret it....I promise. Let me show you how it feels like when your core drips honey, throbbing hard for my manhood. The pleasure, the desire to burrow your hands in my hair as I pound into you....I want you to feel it."
His hands roamed all over my chest, unbuttoning my pajama shirt.
"Ahh! Atlas please, don't do this. I'm not ready..." I fought hard to retain my sanity before he could go any further.
"Sure kiddo." He sighed deeply taking his shirt and climbing down the window. I was lost for words to say and watched him vanish in the rain. I buttoned my shirt and laid on the bed, turning and tossing as I remembered his short and sweet kiss. He stole a kiss when I wasn't ready for anything yet. I had never dated guys before and for sure I needed some experience. I needed to know what it felt like to be kissed over and over again. What it felt for a guy to invade the hidden treasure down there, where no guy had ever touched me before.