Mr. Panty Dropper [(Interracial)B.1/2] (CURRENTLY RE-EDITING)

Ch.26

I now introduce Scott Stitcher at the top.

Sexual Scene included, reader discretion advised*

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Darren Demetrio

It's been two days, two long and excruciating days since Juli's spoken to me. I'm making my final decision today on whether I'm taking her with me or not to Italy. It was the end of another school day and I knew I should've gotten my shit together weeks ago, but I procrastinated.

Graduation in 3 weeks; three damn weeks.

All the time I need in order to plan what I have for Juliana.

I put my car in park and stepped out after turning it off. I went up to the door and rang the doorbell.

She answered the door before attempting to close it, right as my foot stopped it.

"Move-"

"No, open the door." I said.

"Goodbye Darren."

I pushed the door open as she stepped back from it. I closed and locked it behind me and walked closer to her.

"Is your brother home?" I asked.

"No, why?"

As she said that, I reached for her face and passionately kissed her until she pushed my hands away. She walked away into the kitchen as I trailed behind her.

"We're going to have to talk about this Juliana, and I mean now." I said.

"I don't care what you do anymore Darren, it's your life." she pulled out a beer from the fridge and tried to pop off the top. I took it from her and held it away.

"What are you doing with this?"

"It's my life Darren I can drink what I want-"

"The hell you can! You want to become an alcoholic? Where did you get this?"

"Jared drinks alcohol okay? I can make my own decisions!"

"Obviously you can't if you choose to drink."

"Don't act like you don't drink you asshole!"

"I stopped doing that when I realized it killed people I love!" I yelled back. She was taken back by my response and I hope she understood my reasoning.

Drinking any type of alcohol can kill you or someone else. My nana was hit by a drunk driver two years ago and I still can't recuperate. I'm mainly going back just to see her grave like I do every year. It saddens me to think Juliana would head down that road of destruction.

I also installed the video cameras the day after I came over from my talk with Steffan. I hope the dumbass finally gets it.

"Why are you even here?" she asked.

"Well since it's nothing to you, I guess this is goodbye for now."

She was quiet.

"You're leaving already?" she whispered. It kind of broke me that I wasn't taking her with me. But dad's buisness started in Italy and I don't want my family to think she's just another prostitute.

"I'm leaving in the morning." I said.

She tapped her fingers on the counter in thought and balled her lips. I want her so bad before I leave. I need her. I can't make it two weeks without something pertaining to her.

"Alright, see you when you get back." she dismissed. She had the wrong idea if she thought I was leaving without any type of affection from her. I always get what I want.