Bad Influence

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I was fixing some cereal like I always do after school. My doped out brother was on the back porch passed out. Also something that was usual at about this time when I got home. As I sat at the kitchen table with my bowl I heard a knock on the door . Both of my parents were going to be at work until late that night so it couldn't of been them and they had keys so that wouldn't make since. I went to look threw the peep hole but jumped back when I heard the loud sloppy knocks once again. "Karsen , I know your in there ," he slurred. It was Ash, my brothers best friend I guess you could say. I could see his dark curls when I looked out.

" Ash go away." I turned my back to the door and began to walk away .

"Karsen! I'm not playing. Open the door, I left something in Danny's room." I sighed and turned around. I opened a crack in the door ,

"What did you leave? I'll go get it." Ash's normally piercing green eyes were red and almost closed and I could smell the alcohol radiating off of him. Why he did this to himself? I guess I just won't ever know.

"I'll get it myself." He pushed pass me before I could say anything. He disappeared into the back of the apartment while I walked back to my cereal that was probably soggy now. It was was so I went to the sink to pour it out. I had lost my appetite. I felt a presence behind me as the last of the white liquid slid down the drain. My hair was moved away from my left shoulder .With his hands on my hips, Ash whispered into my ear, "You shouldn't be eating foods with so many calories. You'll ruin your figure." I gasped at the sudden contact and the chill from his lip piercing. His hands slowly went up to my boobs then back down.

"Stop." He did but only to turn me to face him.

"Why?" With that he crashed his lips to mine and my eyes shut on their own for some reason. Ash's tongue parted my lips all to easily and soon he was using one of his arms to push everything that was on the counter behind me, to the kitchen floor. I felt my feet leave the ground and then I realized he had set me on the counter. Ash tasted of vodka and strawberry twizzlers , a candy of which he is obsessed with. It was a good combination and my body acted as if it was addicted to it. What was I doing? Ash. I'm kissing the guy I can't stand. The guy that supplies my brother with drugs. The person who I've had a crush on since forever.

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