Dads Best Friend

Chapter 22

We make it back down the trail and turn in our bikes.

My legs fill like jelly from all the biking we did today.

While Heading back to the car I walk very slowly just to make sure my knees won't give out on me half way to the car.

Finally sitting down in side the car I wait for Archer to get in the back with me before I sling my legs up in his lap to stretch them out.

Mom starts the car and head back to the cabin.

Archer starts to rub the arches of my feet and moves to my calves.

I have to bite back the moans that want to slip free because it felt so good.

About a hour later we are back and in front of the cabin.

Stepping out the car I carefully walk to the door and unlock it.

Throwing myself on the couch face first I groan .

I really need to start working out more.

I hear someone chuckle and look up to see my dad smiling down at me.

"Don't laugh at me, it's not funny." I say kicking out at him.

I hit his thigh with my foot and wish I didn't.

The vibration from hitting him rushes up through my foot to my calf and makes it spasm.

"Shit, fuck fuck fuck." I pull my leg up to my chest and hold it tight.

"What's wrong?" My dad asks crouching down in front of me.

"My calf is spasming." I breath out while massaging it.

"You need to get up and walk it off." My dad says while lifting me up and off the couch.

He places me down on the floor and start to help me take baby steps.

"There you go, just walk it out."

After a couple more minutes of walking finally the spasm calms down.

I breath a deep breath and massage the now very sore muscle.

Archer finally comes in the front door while putting his phone into his pocket.

Looking up he sees me probably with a flushed face and me massaging my calf.

"What happened?" He says walking over to me  with concerns in his eyes.

"Nothing, just had a bad Charlie horse."

He nods his head and tell me to keep
massaging it, that it will help it stop being so sore.

We all flop down on the couch for a little while just watching some tv.

We rest for about a hour and a half when I look at the clock on my phone It's already 5 pm.

Mom and me goes into the kitchen to cook spaghetti while dad and Archer watches some sports.

We only have a little while left until this 2 week vacation ends.

I know I didn't want to come in the first place.

But now that I know what actually happened with Archer that day, I don't want it to end.

Because when it does...

Everything is going to go back to how it was.

Right?

God I hope not!

When done helping my mom cook and clean the dishes I head up stair and take a quick shower while dad does the same in the one down stairs.

Once every one has took a shower we all get on the couches and start watching a show on Netflix called "Santa Clarita Diet" while eating.

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I wake up on the Coach with my head and arm hanging off the side of it.

Lifting my head I cringe from the pain that rushes through my neck.

I don't remember falling asleep last night, But apparently I did.

Looking around the room I see my mom and dad asleep on the other couch while archer is in the floor beside the one I'm laying on.

The tv is on and playing golden girls on low volume.

Standing from the couch I step over Archer and walk over to my mom and dad.

Shaking their shoulders to wake them up, my dad slowly opens his eyes but my mom acts like somebody just shot her.

She gasps in a big breath sitting forward so fast that she almost smashes her forehead into my nose.

"It's ok." I say tapping her shoulder.

"Go get into bed, I'm going to get Archer up so his back won't hurt in the morning."

"Ok sweetie, have a good night."

"Goodnight."

They leave out the living room while I bend down over archer and shake his shoulders.

He wakes up and grins at me.

I give him a small tired smile and tell him to get up and lets head to bed.

He holds out his hand to me and I take them.

Pulling him up from the ground thanks to his help we head up stairs and into our room.

"How did you end up in the floor?"I ask while getting under the covers.

He does the same and pulls me close and into his chest kissing the side of my head.

"I really don't know." He mumbled with a chuckle

"Well, hopefully your back won't hurt in the morning."

"One can only hope."

He kisses the side of my head once more before nuzzling his head in between my neck and shoulder.

"Good night."

"Good night babygirl."

We fall back to sleep in no time.