Dusty
I was released after my mom came to see me. But I didn't want to go back to my home. I would get questioned and it would just make me worse. But as Remington and I are driving back to his house, "Remington have you ever thought about moving out to our own house?" I asked.
He looks at me as I look out the window. "Dusty, do you want to go home?" He asked me
"No" I answered, tears slipping.
I fold my bottom lip under my top, to hold in tears. "Dusty, maybe your mom will let you move out and move in with me." Remington told me.
"Wait you have your own house?" I asked, turning my head to him.
"Yeah," He wipes my tears, "I bought it a year ago." Remington asnwered.
A small smile grew on my face and Remington grabbed my hand.
We were soon in my driveway, and mom was the only one home. Miles and Milo were in college this week, "Hey sweety, what's up?" She asked when I walked in.
"Mom can I talk to you?" I repiled.
She puts down what she was doing and came into the living room, "What's wrong?" She asked.
"Um, so I found out that Remington has his own house that he's had for about a year now. Um I was wondering if I can move in with him." I hesitantly said.
"Dustlyn, you can't move out you're only 17." My mom said, anger growing in her voice.
"But mom, you've seen how much Remington makes me happy! Why can't you just let me?" My voice was getting louder and I regretted it.
"Dustlyn, no, he's still bad news. I'm still on the hesitant side of it. I heard about what he did and how jealous he got of you talking to Brendon. Dustlyn for the last time, no." She said.
She hasn't used my real name in so long, I can tell she's really mad. Tears grow in my eyes and I run upstairs. I've thought about this for so long and now finally get to do it. I'm running away. I'm leaving my phone behind and not letting anybody know where I am, especially Remington.
Once I finish packing my small backpack, I open my window and hop out, shutting it behind me. I hopped down and escaped over the fence.
I love you, but this is goodbye
Remington
*the next day*
Dusty hasn't texted me at all today. I've called her multiple times and she still haven't answered me. So I thought about going over, when I got over, I rung the doorbell. Ash came to the door in panic, "Remington have you seen Dusty?" She asked, breathless.
"No, I came over to see if she was okay." I answered, my whole body tensing up.
"She's not here, but she left a note for you and only you." Ash said, handing me the note.
Remmy,
So I left in reasons I can't explain. I'm sorry but I'm not returning, I'm ending this bomb that we have. Im in the dark, and you can't see beauty in the dark. For the last time...
I love you
-Dusty ❤
I couldn't keep it in anymore, I looked up and clenched the paper in my hand. "Remington please be careful when you go out." Ash told me as I walk to my bike.
"I will and I will return with her Ash, I promise." I told her.
I put my helmet on and then turned my bike on. I backed out and drove off. I headed down the street, on the look for my fighting angel.
Dusty
I head down the street and end up at a friend's house that I almost lost. I knock on the door and he answers.
Derek DiScanio
"Dustlyn?" He asked, surprisement in his eyes.
"Hey Derek, um can I stay here?" I asked, rubbing the back of my neck.
"Yeah, come on in." He answered.
I walked in and put my bag on his couch, "Why are you here?" He asked.
"I ran away." I answered.
Derek's eyes grew and looked at me, "Why the fuck are you here and does anybody know you're here?" He asked.
"No, only my ex." I answered.
"Ex?"
"Remington Leith from my school's rivals."
"I heard of him, we are both seniors. But I moved schools like right before senior year started."
Derek handed me a cup of tea and sat by me. "I remember when you were in my choir. You were the star tenor." I said, smile growing as I remember our old competition and our old relationship.
"Remember the dance?" Derek asked.
I smiled and remembered that night.
I got dressed into my black dress that went to my feet. It was strapless and the chest portion was sparkly. I put my platinum hair up and just did a sliver and black eyeshadow look with wings. But then I slid on my vans. For being a sophomore, I felt like a senior.
Derek was on his way here and the only person home was Chris. Chris would tell me when Derek got here. Derek and Chris are buds, they surely do get along better than my brothers.
"Dusty Derek's here!" Chris yelled to me.
I walked downstairs and Derek smiled up at me. He looked astonished at my look and my dress. "Dustlyn, you look beautiful." He said, softly.
Derek is the only one who can call me that, "Thank you Derek, you look amazing as well." I returned the favor.
Derek held out his arm and I linked mine with his. Then we walked out to his car.
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We were at our usual table and missing you came on. I stopped and Derek looked at me. He got up and held out his hand, "would you like to dance, my angel?" He asked me.
I stood up and grabbed his hand, he led me to the floor.
Derek spun me around and pulled me back into his chest. We used to dance to this song after I was in tears for about two hours. I would be in my sleep shorts, one of his sweatshirts, and then tall black socks. He would dance with me and try to cheer me up.
"We danced to missing you that night and I've never seen you smile brighter than before. You looked absolutely beautiful." Derek smiled at me.
I smiled and hid my blushing face in his couch pillow. "May i ask why you broke up with Remington?" He questioned.
"Because I'm not returning, and everybody hates how we're together. It's like they want to tear us apart, so I just ended it. I went to the one person that I knew would either take me back to when they accepted me, or just be there for me." I answered.
"Dustlyn, I-" Derek was hesitant about something and all I wanted to do was kiss him.
But Derek read my mind, he smashed his lips onto mine, and I melted into his touch faster than I ever did with Remington's. Soon it elevated and he had me pinned to the couch.
3rd persons POV
Derek moved over her body gracefully and Dusty went with it. She let him touch her in ways that Remington could never do. Because Dusty never let him, but Derek, it was just like old times. Derek noticed the love bites on Dusty's neck, and so he left one on her stomach. Then he moved his hips against hers, but soon was stopped by her.
He looked down at her, but Dusty just undid his belt and Derek went with it. He took off his pants and continued to move his hips against hers. But Dusty wanted more, that's all she ever wanted was more. She was never given it. Derek soon started to take off everything Dusty had on past her hips. Leaving her fully exposed. Derek soon did the same to himself, but yet still had protection on. Dusty let him ruin her, she let him unlike Remmy.
Once Dusty hit her point, they both smiled at each other. This made Dusty forget Remington and everything that ruined her mentally.
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Detailed smut how about that. Sorry it's in third, it's the only way I can make it.