There was not many social interactions anymore after the quite eventful dinner. I was surprised when even Lily didn't try to organise some shitty playdate with the boys in my room. To say the least it was awkward, the boys kept at glancing at me every once in a while. It had been well over a week and to say the least there was minimal interaction except for Arlo trying to flirt with me without getting caught by Lily.
My eyes fluttered awake, being greeted by the overly warm sunshine hitting my body. I genuinely had a good rest but I didn't want to admit it one bit. I don't know what kind of mattress I lied in but to say the least it was probably more comfortable than the 'Fuck and Go' couch on the front lobby of Juvy.
I rubbed my eyes warily, giving a loud groan as I got up from the clutches of the nice bed, as every body part of my screeched to get closer to the mattress, as I headed to the bathroom giving myself a quick rinse on my face. For quite a while I stared at the reflection mirroring my actions completely; I looked like thy inbred offspring of Yoda and a dildo.
My brain didn't seem to be completely functioning like the Internet Explorer trying to comprehend porn to a infruiated horny teen in less than 20 minutes.
Cursing loudly after hitting my head on the bed ramp repeatedly had brought the worst of me, as I reached out my hand to grab whatever was the closest to me.
"Los hijo de puta!".
After throwing inappropriate hand gestures at the bed railing I slipped on into whatever the fuck I was holding.
That turned out to be a pair of tiny hello kitty pajamas.
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The table was overpopulated. Once I reached the kitchen, the chaoticism seemed to double up. Everyone's demands and voice clashed together with the scraping of forks and spoons, creating a quite different atmosphere than yesterday's dinner.
I studied the family, noticing tiny details buried in their odd personalities. They seemed no nosy and such chatterboxes they were, I wondered if their stupid pretty lips ever shut up.
Dios realmente debe tener sus favoritos.
My shoulders slumped as I rubbed my eyes warily, losing any attention I had towards the family. Every inch of my body was sore and the reason was still unknown. To this point it was almost as if everything I had achieved in life never had mattered in such ways, it was like my soul was drifting out my body, levitating inches from the ground.
"Athena!", I blinked dimly at Mike noticing his enthusiasm in such early days.
"Don't be shy, join us, you're family already!".
That sentence seemed to trigger a diversity of answers. I could hear Damien, Elijah and Mathew whisper among themselves as if we were in 'The Gossip Girl'. A few chorus and chants of lack of energy 'yeahs' and odd grunts filled the already awkward tensionous air, whilst Lily gave a loud 'Whoop, whoop' which everyone silently cringed at.
"For God's sake, boys...", I attempted not to give out an eye roll at how overly melodramatic they all were.
"Do you have any manners? This young lady here is a wonderful woman and is capable to live without your snotty opinions!".
I prayed the cringe away as he referred to me as a 'woman'. I could sense how uncomfortable he was around me; his eye would twitch at odd times, he would fidget with shit that was close to him, plus he seemed to avoid eye contact. Mike was not healing well from hearing about my old school.
The suspense was building inside the room, everyone of them looking at each other eye to eye, not speaking a word. I was going in for a bet that one of them is actually a sociopath wanting to kill me, but I just couldn't figure out who...
Is it Lily or Mike? What if the whole family's in it? Sheesh.
Tension was basically pole dancing in the whole room, there was a few audible groans of defeat as I heard quiet mutters of apologies. I couldn't help but to clear my throat awkwardly at this and quickly made it to the tables. The chair scraped so loudly against the wooden floor, bringing hell to my ears.
Eyes were trying so hard not to take a tiny glance at me and it was obvious, making me a little heated. Damien, the Peter Pan out the whole family decided to sacrifice himself to take a peek at me, and yet he didn't miss the chance to give me the filthiest look on Earth.
Sometimes I really want him to suck my fucking dick and gag on that shit and die.
My emotions went swirling into thoughts, heavy branches of what ifs what could I do to Damien when he was asleep or if I had a penis. Eventually I just probbed at my breakfast in disgust realising the thoughts that had filled my mind was beyond filthy.
"So, who wants some more milk?", I stared at Lily petrified.
$$$
I managed to keep still for a few days before Lily decided it would be best if I had went to school a but early. At this fuckery; I protested, hard and long but it was like trying to light out fire with petrol. The woman was merely impossible to argue with, all she did was just shake her head repeatedly at me like some retard. It took all my strength not to jump her and burn the house to ash. The males in the house weren't much help either, they were all in between way too personal or just a plain pain in the ass.
Lily seemed so excited for me to join the school; she was literally squeling her guts off when she saw me enter the building for a acceptance test.
Eventually, whether I wanted it or not I had to enter the school and become a part of it. During the whole tour my hands were itching with tics that wanted me to burn the place to ashes.
Am I what you consider a pyromaniac?
$$$
My hand clutched my phone tightly, whilst strutting the hallways not paying any attention to the path beside, behind me nor in front of me. My heart skipped a beat when the next player had just put in a few more couple coins/tokens resulting for the total to be $5000. Beads of sweat decorated my forehead as I realized this game of online poker was going to be more complicated than I thought. I sighed heavily, taking a bold move and adding up the coins up to a few hundred dollars. I watched as all the players started to flip their cards carefully. My hands were trembling at this moment, and my legs were moving in an monotone path. Once again my brain was full wack, I couldn't think properly anymore everything around seemed to revolving on the choices I made in this fucking poker game.
My trembling fingers reached across the screen and got ready to make contact with it. But before I could swipe the screen, my phone flew out of my grasp and everything seemed to go in slow motion. I tripped over the air and fell face down on the floor, I didn't seem to make out what or who tripped me or how. After lifting my head from the cold marble floor I came face to face with an jet black haired girl. My blood dribbled from my nose freely as she leaned in aggressively and I took the time to capture her features.
She was fucking gorgeous. Her nose was pointed and there was a deep blush in it, there were do many freckles on her face I lost track of how long i counted them. She was like God's personal painting; to say the least she was a mess but she was so hot as a mess... Her hair was wavy and spilt in the middle, like glorious curtains of 24k gold. The eyeliner that decored her eye outline seemed sharp enough to murder a man. Her tight shirt hugged her curves perfectly, making me blush harder watching her body sway so deliciously. It seemed like she was going for an edgy look. Her nose were pierced and multiple earrings dangled from her ears. There were a few tats across her body killing me slowly as I tried not to rip off her clothes.
She gritted her teeth at me and clenched her jaw, her fingers reaching for my neck. Her hands tugged at my collar roughly that I was in too much shock to actually comprehend what was happening. Her hands lifted me off the ground whilst my eyes were fixed on her soft, plump lips. I greedily stared as she licked them hungrily.
People were starting to stare, some taking pictures and videos whilst the guys started to smirk slyly and wolf-whistle . Out of the corner of my eye I could make out Damien smirking at me as he walked pass by winking...
My body was pressed to the wall, every inch of me screeched in confusion as she pressed her body on mine, her hands tangling with mine grabbing ahold of both of them and pinning them on top of my head. Her grip was so tight it hurted my skin which also left fiery burns as her skin touched mine. Her other hand was on my neck, softly choking me, sending shivers to my spine and goosebumps awoke from deep inside me. I couldn't help but to bite my lip, she knew all my weaknesses and she didn't even know me.My shirt had ridden up and now you could see my belly button piercing, leaving my bare skin to make contact with her oddly rough shirt material.
She leaned into my ear and took her time to form her sentences. The greedy monster from inside me awoken, trying to persuade me so hard to grind on her belt. Her lips were incredibly close to mine as I felt it lightly graze against my cheek. Her grasp on my neck just began getting tighter and a firm smirk planted on her lips.
"Listen here, babygirl", her voice demanding and raspy, "Next time you fucking bump into me you apologize".
She then decided to lean even closer and bite my ear.
"Well aren't you a fucking whore?".
She let go of me and her fingers caressed my lips, taking a few drops of my blood into her own mouth.
"Mmm...You taste sweet, I hope I'll get to taste you again!", She walked a way from me, winking smoothly.
$$$
I couldn't help but to tap lightly on the wooden floor gingerly watching the tiny specs of dust float in front of my eye; almost as if dancing gracefully in the air. Oddly enough, I could perfectly hear the sounds of my heart thumping violently against my chest.
My eyes focused on the back of someone's mysterious head, watching intently as he ran a hand through his hair.
My thighs were cramped to the left side of the table, trying my best to avoid the presence of the person beside me. I forced my eyes not to travel anywhere but my sides, still maintaining eye contact with the back of the boy's head. An elbow started to press on mine, penetrating my skin harder and harder.
With an scowl on my face I elbowed the person beside me even harder in pure annoyance. An audible groan was all I heard, making the ghost of a smile appear on my lips. It seemed like my partner next to me wanted to protest as he kicked me in the shins. Gritting my teeth, I elbowed him hard enough to probably give a faint bruise. Apparently, he had made some kind of sound from the back of his throat,whilst glaring at me, which left everyone staring at us.
"I would appreciate it if you didn't disturb my class", I snorted.
He didn't seemed to be affected quite largely either, because all I could make out was his endless eye rolling at the teacher. She finally turned her back at us after sighing and shit talking us under her breath.
As soon as everything got back to normal, I could feel him lingering closer, his warm breath hitting my neck. With my jaw clenched, and my eyes strictly forward, I ignored him. He got frustrated that I didn't pay him any attention and moved even closer to me, his body pressing against mine. His eyes were focused on my neck which left me uncomfortable out of my fucking mind. I could smell the fragrance of his masculine perfume, whilst the rough material on his sweater grazed against my skin. He knew he was making me uncomfortable, and he was enjoying it.
"Boo", he whispered softly into my ear, almost suggestively.
I still didn't take my eyes from the back of his head and didn't spare him any attention. I shortly flipped him off as he tried squinting at me and pinching me lightly. Now, my hands were begging to be around his neck, slowly choking him. I bit my lip in consentration, until I could feel blood. Every part of my body was itching to hurt him, but I kept myself at bay.
To think that he was already at the minimum distance to me was somehow wrong, since he edged even closer.
"Fuck off, will you?", He simply rolled his eyes at this.
I'll make his fucking eyes roll for real, soon or later.
"You enjoyed it didn't you?", His fingers started to play with my chains on my neck.
"Damien, I'm going to fucking strangle you if you don't get your filthy hands off my neck".
"You enjoyed getting choked, am I right?".
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now that was some quality gay version of 50 shades of grey typa shit don't u think? ;c
i kinda enjoyed writing that tbh, next thing u know u'll be seeing me in the front page of ur erotica book lol.
so yeah, ciao to all my hoez.