Trouble with the Bad Boy

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~I may or may not make this a longer story but for now I am just sticking to a very short part of the whole story. I hope y'all like it!~

        Droplets of sweat ran down my face and my heart pounded inside my chest as i looked down at my phone. Scott and I had been walking for hours after school. The crooked smile on Scott's face and the way his green eyes looked as he spoke to mehad me wondering if anyone else got to see this sweet side. It also had me losing track of time. Only this text stumbled me right back into reality. I am late,

        Where are you? It is way past your curfew! This is unacceptable young lady! ~Preacher

        "Oh my gosh, I'm dead! He's going to kill me for sure this time, Scott!" I screamed loking up at him in pnaic. I knew that Preacher never accepted who I chose to hang out with let alone date, so naturally, i rebelled. Still there are times like this I know that something bad was bound to come from my actions. 

        "Riley, calm down! We are not even three blocks from your damn house. I can get you there in record time if you need. But, before we leave I need to tell you something. Just hear me out on this, okay?" Scott pleaded with an expression I had never seen on him before. 

        "FIne, what is it? Make it quick, please." I tried to hide my impartience in my voice, obviously failing when I saw the disappointment in his eyes.

        "Oh... nevermind. Just forget about it." He shook his head and turned to walk away. How stupid can I be? Obviously this is important to him. Besides, Scott Daniels never wasted a word he said. JUst hear him out, there's nothing wrong with that; you're a;ready late anyway, I told myself. Apologetically, I grabbed his arm and brought him back to face me,

        "Wait, Scott, what were you going to tell me?"

        Scott looked at me with those deep, captivating eyes full of what i presume to be hope. His gaze had me standing completely still, unable to breathe. All of the sudden, out of the blue, he wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me towards him. My breath bitched in my throat right then and there.

        "Rye, I know that you won't believe me when I say this, but I think you're my one and only. I really, really like you." Pausing, he stard deeper into my eyes as if looking for some hint of whether he should continue or not, " I mean I know you don't think of me that way but I had to tell you. I'm crazy about you, Sunshine. I want you to be mine and no one else's."

        Right then, I forgot hot to breathe. Did he really mean me? Of all people? Scott Daniels likes me? It finally sank in. Scott Daniels likes me! The bad boy and the Preacher's dauighter, now this was surely as cliché as it could get. I think I'm on cloud nine. I have liked Scott for a while now but I've tried to hide it because I thought he would never think of my that way. This, however, had me grinning from ear to ear. I pulled away from him and i swear my eyes twinkled as i told him my secret"

        "I like you, too. I have for a while," I paused, feeling the blood rush up into my cheeks, "In all honesty, I don't know whether to believe you ot not. I mea you, Scott Daniels, Westside View Highs School's bad boy, who every girl dreams about. The one that call all but wish they could have. Then there's me the school's punching bag. No one ever acknowledged me unless you count Sarah when she puyshes me down the hall- which sadly happens more often that I like to admit," I confessed to Scott. He looked rather angry and was about to say something but I held up my hand. I was not done with my rant.

        "I, the pathelic loser who has no social life, the Preacher's daughter, the ugly one on the soccer team, the one who always gets picked last, and the on-," I didn't finish my rant. Scott grabbed the hand I silenced him with and pulled me closer to him; this time silencing me. I momentairly forgot how to breathe as Scott used his other free hadn to lift my face towards him bringing me into a kiss. Releasing my hand I felt his arm tighten around my waist, the other sliding down my face to my neck bringing me closer to him and intensifying the kiss. Regaining myself, I wrapped my arms arounf his neck and pulled myself into him. Not even a millimeter sperated out bodies. The heat from his hands and body electrified my skin sending what felt like scho waves through my system. Then, all the sudden my phone vibrated which had us reluctanly pulling away from one another. Pulling it our of my pocket, I froze when I saw the name on the screen. I had comepletely forgotten the Preacher wanted me home. Once again I was brought back into reality. Opening the text I read,

        Riley. You are grounded. I cannot believe you are deliberatley disobeying my orders. I want you home in less that 10 minutes or I'll call the police.~Preacher

        Scott, sensing that something was wrong, looked down and read the text and tensed as soon as he finished reading. I was so angry I didn't say anything but was glad when he said,

        "Come on, Sunshine, I better get you home before the Preacehr has my head on a pike."

        I nodded and began walking away from Scott with my hands chlnched together. Scott didn't say anything to me as he slid his hand into mine, causing my to unclench my fists, and intertwin our fingers. I couldn't help but feel though our hands fit perfectly together. The only thing taking away from this moment was the knowledge that we were headed back to my house, where the Preacher was waiting for me.

        Right before we truned the corner right in front of my house I stopped Scott from walking any further, fearing he would be seen. Confusion was etched all over his face but then it faded as he realized who was on my porch. There they were standing, two police officers and the Preacher. Quikcly, I went on my tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek in an attempt to say goodnight without using my words so they couldn't hear us, however, I didn't get even a step away when his arm snaked aroun my waist, turning me around and kissing me on the forehead. Leaning down to my ear he whispered,

        "Goonight my beautiful, sweet Sunshine. Swet dreams and good luck. I'll see you tomorrow morning at school."

        Kissing my lips and forehead one last time, he turned around and started walking in the other direction. I watched him for a moment before turing and walking towards what would surely mean my early death. As I reached the porch, I felt as if the devil was wating for me and I wasn't wrong. As I met Preacher's eyes I knew this was the end. Preacher, otherwise known as my father, was going to kill me.

        There was nothing else to do but greet them and face my consequences, "Officers. Preacher..."

-To be continued-

~I hope you liked it! I might write the actual whole stroy from beginning to end if enough people like it. So let me know if you liked it with comments or votes or whatever! Also, if I made a mistake with spelling or grammar, please let me know and I will fix it! Thanks!!~

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