The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 39: win me back .Derrick gritted his teeth unable to answer him when Jordan laughed shakily looking away.“You ended it! It’s been a month and a little bit more, Derrick, and I’m only doing what I thought you’d want.”“So what you’re trying to say is that you can be upset if I moved on but I can’t be upset that you moved on?”“You ended it!” Jordan shouted at him.“Because you didn’t wait for me to tell you!”“What kind of reason is that? I’m sorry I pushed, I am, but all I wanted was to get to know you better. It’s all I wanted!” Jordan shouted back at him shoving at him so he stepped back. “I can’t even kiss a guy in there without feeling like complete shit!”“How is it my fault?” he hissed stepping into his personal space.“Because you stared at me the whole time, I kissed him and you stared at me like I stabbed you or something! How even after all this all I want to do is slam you into the fucking wall and kiss you because it’s you who
The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 40: bygones be bygones .Fate was laughing at him when he turned to see Derrick carrying a grocery bag and staring at him before looking at Danny behind him. His eyes narrowed only slightly and there was a coldness there that made his stomach clench.“I – I, um, I better go, Jordan, I’ll see you tomorrow,” Danny said touching his back gently before leaving.Jordan nodded absently staring at Derrick stunned. “What are you doing here?”“Muffins, Demi demanded them from here, they’re the best apparently.”“Right,” he whispered squeezing his hands together. “If I said this is not what it looks like…would you believe me?”“No,” Derrick answered simply walking by and walking in to the shop.“Because it’s not what it looks like, he asked me out for coffee,” he said following him. “Wait, why am I explaining this to you? You’re the one who’s been absent for five days! It’s a trait of yours I think.”“Absent?”“Yes, since Jungle, I told you if you re
The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 41: be mine again .Frank sighed deeply as he threw down his cloth looking him up and down. “Well you’re an eye candy lad and you’ll certainly get the crowd in I guess for that. Fine, tonight, be here for five, you get one chance and if you screw up…you’re gone!”Derrick nodded repressing the urge to smile when he walked out of there feeling a sense of positive. It had been three days since he had seen Jordan outside the coffee shop and he was kind of desperate to see him again. Thankfully it was a Saturday and there was no school for Jordan when he sent him a message asking to see him.“Why?” – Jordie. 11:16am.“I need to see you. I’ll pick you up.”“Fine.” – Jordie. 11:23am.Derrick smiled faintly before heading back to the apartment block and getting into his car to go to the house and instead of waiting he knocked. The door opened not revealing Jordan but the Sheriff who frowned at him confused.“Derrick?”“I’m here for Jordan, sir,”
The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 42: rekindle .The beauty of spring and summer plus it being June was that the sun was out, temperatures were up, and Jordan could go the beach happily enough. The benefits of “dating” your ex-boyfriend again were beneficial when he could convince him to take him there on the weekend. He was able to bask in the sunshine when he laid back on the dune and looked at Derrick sat next to him looking around. His eyes hidden by sunglasses when he scanned the area.“You know guys use that as a tactic to watch girls in their bikinis or guys walking around in nothing but shorts,” he said propping up on his elbows and smirked faintly when he looked over. He bit his inner bottom lip when he looked up and down his body slowly before looking at his face.“I don’t need to look at anyone else.”“Flattery will get you everywhere,” he said looking down at his chest that was pale in the worst way. “I look like a milk bottle though.”“No, you don’t, you loo
The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 43: meeting the friends .Jordan hummed closing his eyes and breathed in and out listening to the low chatter of the television downstairs. It soon drained away when he fell asleep without a problem. There was no nightmares, just endless darkness till he woke up on his own to stare around the dim light of his bedroom. He blinked confused before turning over to see it was nearly half past five.“Shit,” he whispered realising he slept through the entire evening and through most of the night like this. His t-shirt and shorts clung to him from sweat and sleeping all night and he yanked them off before curling under the blankets for a little more sleep. He got another three hours before waking up at eight on a Sunday.Jordan did his morning ritual of toast and coffee before sitting in front of the television and putting on cartoons.“I was thinking chicken and fries for dinner tonight. He’s not allergic to anything is he?”“Love,” Jordan muttere
The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 44: public declaration .“I didn’t know you had company, I can leave?” he said stepping back.“No, no, you can stay,” he muttered pulling him back in and pressing a kiss to his mouth before shutting the door.“Well this is news!”Jordan glanced over his shoulder to see who he assumed was Ella looking at them with a raised eyebrow. The guy sitting next to her obviously Boyd holding her hand and looking calm and stoic as ever. It left a funny feeling his stomach at the look in her eyes and he looked at Derrick with a hard swallow.“It’s fine, come on,” he murmured close to his ear before pressing a hand to his lower back and moving him forward.Jordan felt awkward when he walked over there and sat down on the spare seat next to Demi who smiled faintly in greeting.“Keeping secrets, Derrick?” Ella questioned with raised eyebrows.“I have a personal life you don’t need to know about,” he replied sitting next to him and forcing everyone to budge
The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 45: anything for him .“You’re a faggot, I – I saw you, like it up the ass do ya?”“I don’t think God cares to be honest. Billions of people and he’s focused on me and Derrick? I don’t think so,” he said in retaliation and went to head to the door when his arm was gripped tight and he was slammed against the wall.The grunt of pain that escaped him was much needed when the drunk stranger pressed into him and leered. His arm pressing against his throat when he desperately tried to push it away.“Filthy little cocksucker aren’t you? He does see, he sees…all,” he whispered into his face whilst his other hand gripped the top of his hair and slammed his head into the wall.Jordan couldn’t stop the cry of pain and fought back the best he could but he was bigger, stronger and slammed his head into the wall again. He was beginning to feel dizzy and scared when the bathroom door flew open with a loud bang. Jordan barely saw as a livid Derrick appea
The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son.Chapter 46: fight for him .He was expecting the knock to his door that morning. It woke him from a dreamless sleep when he stared around the room before focusing on Jordan sleeping on his front carefree and snoring softly. Derrick pulled on some clothes before opening the door to see the Sheriff looking tired in the early morning. He was silent when he looked over him and nodded.“I can only guess my son is here,” he said softly.“Yeah, he’s here, and I’m guessing you heard about last night.”“I heard about you defending my son from a man with a tendency for homophobic behaviour. I’ve already spoken to him and he confessed to pinning my son against the bathroom wall before you came in and beat the living crap out of him.”“He hurt Jordan, he deserved it, every bruise, every cut, and every broken rib. I’m sure I heard it crack.”Derrick stepped aside letting him in and looked over at Jordan still fast asleep. He gently shook him awake and smiled fa