It was huge. There was a giant section full of vegetables and fruits to the left. I hadn't put any on my list, but decided that I should probably include some. I was fascinated to find already-made salads and some other cute little things. But some of the prices shocked me!
Who would willingly pay four dollars for a single piece of fruit? I grabbed a few salads and moved into an aisle full of peanut butter and jellies and other stuff. There were so many choices. I sighed as I looked through my list and back up at all of the stuff in the aisle. My phone tinkled in my pocket and I dug it out, annoyed already by having to look for all of the stuff I needed like a damn scavenger hunt. "Hello?" "Hey, did you find what you were looking for?" "Yes but who willingly comes to these types of places? I can't...there are too many choices. I will never get through my list." I glanced downHe stood in his doorway with a cocky grin and despite everything that he had done to me and all of the sh*t he talked, butterflies fluttered in my stomach. I took a deep breath and gave him a side-hug. He took it a bit further and pecked my cheek and then ushered me inside, placing his hand on my lower back. I was no stranger to Dexter's home. I had been here countless times but this time felt a little uncomfortable. Probably because I came for a favor and knew that the price was going to make me feel like crap. He took us upstairs to his room and glanced back at me. "You parked away from the house, right?" It was our rule for when I visited in case Alicia was 'cruising by' and happened to see my car in his driveway. "Yeah. I did." I sat down on his bed and watched as he closed his bedroom door and turned to me with his signature smirk. "I was surprised when you called."
Dexter followed me up to the convenience store and with his fake ID bought me my mom's beer and cigarettes. He then followed me back to my place. The relief I felt when I saw Chloe's car parked in the driveway was almost laughable. Noticing this, Dexter kept driving without stopping and I knew I was safe for now. He would want something for the favor soon and I knew that I'd have to give in at some point. With James knowing that I was with Dexter, I'm sure he wouldn't be an issue anymore. Chloe stepped out of her car when I didn't climb out of mine and knocked on the driver's side window of my mom's car. I opened the car door and she sighed. "What happened?" "A lot. I'll tell you inside. You wanna help me with this?" I handed her the thirty-pack and she grimaced. She knew where I had gotten it from. After giving my mom her bounty I broke down in my room and told her every little detail, down t
James Why was it so hard to stop thinking about a girl that I knew was bad news for me? Kelly was so complicated. One second we're having sex and contemplating our relationship or lack thereof, and the next she's blowing Dexter a few hours after I had just seen her. It had been a week since I talked to her last and I couldn't f*cking concentrate to save my life. She was all I could think of, despite going on more dates with Lara and even getting a nice bl*w job from her on my last one. I couldn't even c*m without thinking of Kelly's tight little body. It felt dirty. I felt like a disgusting human being for thinking of her while I was getting blown by someone else, but my d*ck seemed to think that Kelly was his end game so, there's that. Michael had gone off on her over the phone after I got bummed out when I saw her walk out of Dexter's bedroom and she couldn't even look me in the eye. Neither of us had tried contacting th
James She unlocked the Range Rover she had driven the other day and hopped in the driver's seat. I hopped into the back with Lara after she whined when I tried to close the back door. This was going to be interesting. Kelly put on some music and began driving. "Convenience store first then?" "Yes, please?" She nodded and drove in silence. It was awkward as hell. Lara tried singing to some of the music and was being obnoxiously touchy. Her hands kept touching my chest and would move down and I'd have to grab her hands before she could grab my d*ck through my pants. From time to time I would see Kelly look at me through her rearview mirror and I'd feel my cheeks burn. This was probably a bad idea, but I needed a way out. She stopped at the store and as I tried to get out, Lara kept clinging to me. "Please! Don't leave me!" I was fed up and I clenched my teeth. "I h
Excitement bubbled in me as Monday rolled around. I had spent all day Sunday texting James and it seemed like he was back to normal after I had opened up about the whole Dexter situation. It was probably stupid that I was giddy over seeing him at school, but I couldn't help myself. He had seemed so overwhelmed when he was dealing with Pink Streak in all her drunken glory but after she was gone and we finally talked he seemed to relax with me. I had hoped he would come over Sunday, but he was busy with his family, so I didn't push it. I had put extra effort into myself just so that when he saw me, he wouldn't be able to stop thinking about me. It was almost a relief to have him back after the hellish week I had avoiding him and taking sh*t from my mom about anything and everything. Our electricity got cut on Friday morning because we had not paid it. It took me all f*cking afternoon looking through a f*ck ton of mail to find the electric bill
After practice was done, I drove home and was surprised to see James' car parked at the curb. I grinned, remembering his face and smiled when I saw him hop out quickly. "I don't remember having any past due homework to do." I said as soon as I opened my car door. He grinned sheepishly and shrugged one shoulder. "I just wanted to come and give you my apology kiss." "Oh! That? Well...seeing as you're here, you might as well." I winced as I placed my weight on my hurt ankle and he looked down at my foot. "What happened?" "Twisted it at practice. Might have sprained it." "Yeah...looks pretty swollen." He placed an arm around my waist and helped me inside, even though I knew I could walk on my own. Once inside I set my backpack and shoes by the door and took his hand and led him upstairs. I could hear my mom talking on the phone so I raised my finger to my lips and he nodded. We walked into my room
I rubbed my temples and looked down at all of the numbers. We owed over fifteen grand in bills for the month and that wasn't even everything that was being paid for. Mom was tearing through the groceries like crazy, so I would need to go shopping soon again and I knew that we had streaming services that were being automatically drafted. I went over all of the bills and couldn't believe that half of them were credit card statements. Mom was online shopping and I didn't even notice half of the sh*t she bought. I had begun looking over the bills to figure out if I would be able to try out for the dance team and stumbled upon thousands of dollars worth of bills and rising blood pressure. I took a drink of my ice-cold soda and rubbed my eyes under my glasses. I had been sent home early from practice because my leg was still sore and I couldn't do sh*t. I also didn't want to be there. But now all I wanted was to escape the reality that I didn't k
"I'll be back. Make yourself comfortable." He nodded and I went upstairs and felt dread fill my chest. I hated that that was the feeling my mom gave me any time I was near her, but since she hit me, I was scared of getting too close. "Yeah?" "The cable is off. Why is it off?" "We haven't paid the bill. Do you have a bank card and everything? I have other bills I need to get done too." "Just use your credit card." "Mom, no. I just looked at the statements and we owe over a grand on all of them put together." "Kelly, just f*cking use the credit card! I have a show I need to watch!" "No! It's too much money on the cards! We're already past due on Dad's car payment and we are past due on the mortgage. I need the actual bank card." "No. You're not using my money." "What money do I use!? It's not just yours! We need a home to live in and cars to drive!"
I have found myself to be more relaxed than I have ever been before and it all has to do with Liam. I go to school and because my schedule for work is so different now, I actually have time to study. I have lunches with him almost every day and when I'm off and he comes home, I'm deliriously happy.It feels almost too good to be true, which is the scariest part. I feel like here lately I've been too happy and something sh*tty is about to come around the corner and bite me in the ass. And I wait for it. I may be comfortable, but it doesn't mean that I'm not waiting for my happiness to turn to ashes in my mouth.Until then, I'm enjoying just being with him. When his stuff arrives from Boston I unpack most of it while he's at work after school. I hang up his expensive looking suits and fill the bathroom vanity with all of his toiletries. I'm happy seeing my space being shared by someone I care about. I'm excited and also scared of the future that is coming o
LiamIt's done. Everything to do with my parents and my old life is finished. I'm home. It's exactly how it feels, laying next to a sleeping Kelly, watching her chest rise and fall underneath her sheets.I have an important interview in the morning, but I'm too wired to sleep. I had been at the airport when I had talked to Kelly before she went to work and although I was tired as hell, especially after ravaging my beautiful woman, I couldn't sleep.Seeing her walk into the club in the lacy lingerie had me wired. She was sexy as hell, I knew that, but seeing her in action at work, even before I paid for six dances, there was no denying that she was a goddess. I smile at the memory of her shoving my money back in my hand as soon as we get home. "I didn't dance for you, so you take it back." "I don't care, Kelly. Keep it. It's from your job.""Ew. No. It makes me feel icky if you pay for me to do stuff for you. I like giving it to
Leaving Liam this time was hard. We were so close now, closer than ever to not have to do this anymore. But I ugly cried in the SUV when it was time to say goodbye. I mean, snot and tears and everything. It was bad. And Liam, who was usually so put together and happy go lucky teared up as well."It's okay, Kel. I'll be there soon. I've got some loose ends to tie up, but don't worry. I'll be in Vegas before you know it. I promise."And so I got on my plane alone and went back home. I started getting ready for Liam's arrival as soon as I did. I would go to class and instead of hitting the gym, I started organizing my closet and taking clothes and shoes out to donate. I made drawer space and cleaned out my spare bedroom to give him a special surprise.I ordered some office furniture so that if he wanted to, he could work from home as soon as he found himself something here. Did I tell him about it?No. I was afraid that if I did, he would tell me I was doing too much but I was just excit
Liam and I sat on the floor of his apartment with our gifts in front of us. After our laughing fit in the car, we came inside and neither of us really knew what to say or do.I felt guilty as hell for everything that happened at his parents house. I felt selfish because I didn't want to let him go and I felt responsible for him losing his job and his family. I just...I didn't feel good at all. I mean, I loved that he defended me. It made me feel..I felt loved. I felt like someone really cared for me and it felt like for the first time ever that I was chosen first.But of course, I felt guilty for wanting to be first. I chose my mom over James. Even when she was a raging b*tch, I still chose her. I wanted to choose James, but I didn't. Liam chose me. He chose me. I had no idea why. I mean, yeah, we were together, but...he was losing a lot. He didn't even have a job. He didn't have his parents anymore and it was all my fault. I stared down at my g
We went last-minute Christmas shopping. Despite me being here, his parents still wanted me over for Christmas because Liam flat-out refused to join them if I couldn't go, which made me feel amazing. Not.So even though I bought Lillian a cashmere sweater, I still had to buy it for his dad even though Liam kept telling me I didn't have to. I didn't care if they got me anything or not. I half expected to get sh*t in a box, courtesy of his mother, but it was okay. I would accept it gracefully, just to piss her off.And it wasn't like I was aiming to piss them off. I just wasn't going to give in to their bullsh*t wishes.On Christmas Eve we had dinner with his friends and had a white elephant gift party which was pretty fun. I enjoyed my time there, even though Vivian was there. She avoided talking to either of us the whole time which suited me perfectly. I even drank a little because I was feeling the holiday spirit. I came home with a cute set of Tiffany earrings because these rich peop
When we step off of the elevator I feel almost a permanent blush up my neck and cheeks. I'm not sorry for what we did but Vivian saw and from past experiences, she wasn't very good at keeping her trap shut.I walk into the event center with my arm in Liam's and thank God no one is really paying attention to us. Some people glance at us, but it seems like the drinks have been flowing and people are talking loud and gesturing with their hands. So that's a good sign.I look around and see Vivian sitting at a table with a drink in her hand looking forlorn and I smirk to myself. Serves her right for coming and looking for us. Thoughts have been going on in my head, wondering what she was doing, looking and all I could come up with was that she didn't expect me to be with him.I felt like she thought that maybe she could corner him, thinking I was in the bathroom or some stupid sh*t after what his dad told me. I probably would have been if Liam hadn't noticed I was upset right away. But Lia
LiamI looked around to see if anyone was watching us and took Kelly's hand in mine. Whatever one of my parents told her had her looking like she was going to be sick and I was not going to let that happen. It took me entirely too long to get Kelly to agree to be mine and I wasn't going to lose her so quickly.I took Kelly out of the event center and to the bank of elevators in the main lobby. We hopped into the elevators and I wrapped my arms around her after I clicked on the fortieth floor, where my office was located."You want to tell me what my parents said to you?" I nuzzle her neck, my favorite place to be and she sighs and leans her body back against mine and gives me more of her neck."No. Nothing you didn't prepare me for. It just sucks.""Who was it?""Your dad.""What did he say?"She takes a deep breath and I watch her chest rise and fall. She looks absolutely stunning in her red dress. The mom
I stare at myself in the mirror, feeling nervous. I run a hand down my red, satin dress and smile. My hair is up in an intricate bun that took me an hour to do and I did my makeup as perfectly as I could get it without looking like I over did it. I have smoky eyes and red lips. My dress drops down into a deep v in between my breasts and it hangs down to mid calf with a high slit up to my hip. It's sexy and formal and I hope it says that I don't give a flying f*ck what anyone thinks about me.I put on my matching red stilettos and turn to my side and grin.I walk out into the living room where Liam is waiting for me and watch his eyes dance and darken as I step into the room. He swallows hard and pulls at his bow tie, then runs both hands down his chest. He looks hot as hell in a tuxedo and my mouth goes dry. "Do we have to go?" He asks as he steps closer to me. His cheeks are red and I smile at him. "Yes." I raise my eyebrows at him. "We have to go." He grabs my hips and brings me
The days are passing by slowly. It's almost painful, but there's absolutely nothing to be done. So I go to class, go to the gym, go to work and do it all over again. Liam, since I officially decided to be his girlfriend, has been checking in on me nonstop. It's a complete one eighty from how James would do when he was in school. It didn't matter if he was in a meeting or doing important business man sh*t, Liam would call or text me just because he missed me. We would even just be on the phone while he did paperwork in his office, not speaking, but just being on the line.And every day he would tell me about how many companies he has reached out to. He hadn't told his parents yet because he wanted to make sure he had a job first before he dropped the bomb on them.But he also hinted that his father was getting suspicious. I was on the line with him one day when his dad walked into his office. I knew it was his father because he greeted him as such. I muted