He saved me

Chapter 20

Chase's POV

I woke up around an hour ago. It was about 12 pm when I first opened my eyes and now it's 1:05. Nevaeh is still asleep with her head on my chest. I didn't want to wake her so I just stared at her for awhile ( fuck off, I know I'm a creep, you don't need to tell me) then went on my phone for awhile.

10 minutes later, she starts to stir. "Morning princess" I say smirking down to her. She groans in response and nuzzles her face into the crook of my armpit. Cute fucker.

"Up" I say. I'm all in for sleep and shit but I got to go take a piss. "No, be quiet" she says, getting comfortable again. I roll my eyes at her. "Alright then" I get off the bed, earning an annoyed groan from her, who was lying on me. I get to the end of the bed and drag her by the ankles. Not too roughly as I'm still conscious of her back. "Eeekk" she squealed. I smack her ass and say "Up. Now"

I go to the bathroom and do my business. I come back out to see Nevaeh in the same position. "shift it!" She looks over to me with a look of shock. "Did you just smack my butt?" I looked at her amused "why? Am I not allowed to?" I ask pouting, while sneakily, slithering my hand up to her ass. "As a matter of fact n- ahhhh!" She screams as I pinch her perfect, plump ass. I smirk as she gives me an accusing glare while rubbing her ass to relive the pain.

"That was uncalled for mister" she said pointing her finger at me. I shake my head at her and tell her to get up. She sighs before trying to sit up. "Yeah, nope. Can't do that. It's too early to move." I go over to her and pick her up. Her arms are around my neck and my hands are under her thighs to support her body. She nuzzles her head into my neck getting comfortable again. Lazy ass.

I walk out the door, heading towards the stairs. I soon get to the kitchen, and sit her on the counter while I make breakfast. I turn to get the milk, just to see Nevaeh trying to get down off the counter top. I go over to her and push her back. I lean in and say "stay" while squeezing her thighs with my hands. She goes red in the face and bites her lip. I pull her lip out from her teeth and replace it with my own. I slightly suck her bottom lip then nip it. I smirk when I hear her softly moan. I give her a final peck on the corner of her mouth, and walk back to the food.

I placed the breakfast on the table, and picked up Nevaeh to sit her in a chair. Her face lights up once she sees the food. Cereal. Yes. That's right. Her favourite thing for breakfast is fucking cereal.

"So, what are we doing today?" She asks. "I am going to work. You are on bed rest." I say putting emphasis were needed be. "Awhhh whyyyy?" She whines. "Because." She gives me a look that screams 'I'm going to fucking chop your balls off smartass'

She huffs out "when are you leaving?" I look to her and say "at 2. I'll be back later." She pouts at me. "What am I supposed to do all day?" I smirk and say "stare at the wall" she punched my arm "ha.ha.ha, Your hilarious." I rub my arm trying to smooth the pain. That shit hurt. "What the fuck have your parents been feeding you? That hurt like fuck" I say. "Nothing. My anger towards you fuelled the power to that punch" she grins triumphantly.

"I actually gotta go home later. I have to do some homework, cuz I haven't been at school in days as it's piling up, and call my boss as to why I wasn't at work." She says. "Okay, I'll get Asher to come pick you up later." She gives me a thankful smile. "Thank you.

"No worries."

Nevaeh's POV

It was around 8pm when ash picked me up. The whole way we screamed at the top of our lungs to songs on the radio. It was funny seeing a big guy like Asher, singing along to wannabe by the spice girls. He put on a girly voice and everything.

I thanked him and said goodbye as we pulled up to my house. I entered the door, to be greeted by my oh so lovely uncle. "Off whoring around again I see." He says glaring at me. I kept my head down, afraid to look up at him. "Waste of space child. Go buy me some more beer bitch!" He says throwing 20 dollars at me.

I waste no time rushing out the door. I walked towards my car, searching for my car keys. Wait where is my car? OMG IT'S STILL ON THE SIDE OF THAT STREET! What if it was stolen!? I'll just have to go by foot.

As I walked, my anxiety grew. What would happen when I got home, later? I couldn't take another beating. My body is too exhausted.

I tried to divert my thoughts onto something else to distract my growing nerves. Chase came to mind. I was grateful for him not pushing me to tell him what happened. He could obviously tell I wasn't ready to.

My thoughts also went to the event that happened earlier, in the kitchen. I've never felt things like that before. It was..... an unusual feeling, but good none the less. I knew what the feeling was of course. I've had 'the talk' before in school. I was aroused. God that's so embarrassing to say.

As I arrived to the liquor store, I read a note that said 'Closed for the night. Opens at 12pm tomorrow.' What liquor store closes this early!??

I can't go back without that beer! I'll be six feet under by tomorrow morning. ughhh more walking. My backs killing me. I walked further up the street to see a club. They'll have beer in there for sure! Hopefully they'll sell me some. Being small doesn't help you when trying to trick a bartender.

I walk in and I'm instantly met with loud music and people dancing. I weave my way through crowds of people. I walk up to the bar and sit on a stool. I look over the counter to see a tall guy with jet black hair with streaks of blue, serving other customers. He had black skinny ripped jeans on, with a black tee. He caught my eyes and smirked.

"What can I get for ya, sweetheart?" He says, leaning his chin on his palm. "How much would three pints of beer cost?" I ask. "Around $18." He says with the smirk still on his face. "Okay I'll take three to go." I say nodding. "Oh to go huh? What age are you?" Damn I really thought I got away with that one.

"As a matter of fact I'm 22" I say with seriousness. "Oh really? You look like your 15." I lean in and roughly grab his collar. "Is that an insult!?" He just looks amused by this! "No. It was an opinion." Suddenly in pulled off him into someone's arms, and by the smell of their cologne, I know exactly who it is.

"What are you doing here princess?" He asks me. "Oh heyyy chase, what a coincidence. I didn't know you'd be here." He sits down on a stool and turns me around in his lap so that I'm facing him.

"Nevaeh, what are you doing here?" He demands. "I'm applying to be a stripper. Got any spare poles?" Now that I look around there aren't any poles at all. "Oh, looks like this isn't that type of club. I'll go somewhere else to look." I begin to move off his lap, but he slithers his arms around my waist, preventing me from moving.

He looks over to the blue haired guy. "What did she say to you?"

"Nothing. You came over before she could actually say anything." He says, giving me a wink.

"Baby, Why are you here?" Chase asks. "To have a good time." I say shrugging. Hopefully he believes me. "You want a good time?" He huskily asks. "Uh huh." His hands move to my butt and he squeezes my cheeks. I gasp. "Could've just called me." I blush furiously.

I'm at a loss for words. My brain is malfunctioning. He leans in and leaves wet, open mouth kisses down my neck. A foreign sounds exits my mouth. My cheeks heat up even more, in embarrassment. It happened earlier too in the kitchen! Chase burrows his face into the crook of my neck groaning. "What are you doing to me" he whispers, more to himself.

I don't answer him. He pulls away and sighs. "I have to get back to work. Go home" he says seriously. "Yes, yes I'm leaving." I say putting my hands up in surrender. He pecks my forehead and walks off. I turn back around to sonic the hedgehog.

"Please give me the beer. I'll owe you for the rest of my life" I beg. "Fine. But don't tell bossman over there alright?" I nod my head vigorously. He passes me three cans then I run home.

As I'm walking in the door I hear a smash. I turn around to be greeted with my uncle lying, unconscious on the floor with my mother's favourite vase, smashed and scattered everywhere. I sigh. I put the cans in the fridge and head upstairs to my room.

Not long after, I fall asleep.