I Still Hate You

9

~Sexual Tension~

Austin

I stand outside in my black swim trunks with a t-shirt.

The door swings open and she runs out and jumps in the pool with a big splash.

I walk over to the pool and she comes up pushing her arms on the side.

I watch her like it is in slow motion, she flips her hair back as water drips down her face.

"Are you going to come swim?" She says with a grin

I nod and grab the back of my shirt pulling it over my head.

I throw it on the bench as Veronica stares at me with wide eyes as she stares at my chest.

"Darling I think you got a little drool right there"

She stops and looks away from me as her face turns red.

I walk over and lower my self in as she swims to the other side of the pool, I lean against the edge of the pool, the sky darkens and she lays on her back floating in the pool.

"I miss my parents" She mumbles rotating her arms slowly.

She swims back over to me and leans against the
pool.

"See I drank like five glasses of whine before I came" She says running her hands through the water

"I lost them last year, they were the only thing I had in my life, other than my best friends and my brother."

"But my brother...Jeremy... he disappeared... and its all my fault. I blamed him for there deaths and we got into a fight..... a really bad fight, I almost killed him"

I feel my heart clench. We really do share the same darkness.

"I lost a lot of people and blamed my dad," I tell her.

"And then I lost my father" I whispered

I feel her wrap her arms around me as she heats up my body.

She lays her head on my chest and hums.

I wrap my arms around her and sigh.....

"I may be drunk but I wanted to let you know that I still hate you"

I find myself smiling again and pull her closer.

"Okay" I whisper

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She sits on the counter with a towel wrapped around her shoulders.

I hand her a mug and she smiles.

She takes a sip and moans, god her moan.

"Thanks" She whispers

I nod and drink some of my hot chocolate, she is not drunk anymore so she is quieter.

"Where is Jenny?" She asks pulling out her phone

I shrug and watch her as she texts someone before putting her phone back down.

"So the other day, your mom was about to say you wanted to do Art in college too," She says looking up at me.

I don't answer and she sighs.

"Yeah, but now I am doing this," I say referring to leading.

She frowns and nods.

"Don't worry about me darling," I say and send her a winks

She scowls and rolls her eyes "Trust me I don't worry about you"

Matthew walks in and he looks between the two of us.