mid90s ~ fourthgrade fanfic

004 return of the dad

i woke up to the sound of the phone ringing again so i answered it to make sure it wasn't fourthgrade needing me.

"hey." he said awkwardly, "hey what's up?" i asked him "nothing." there was a moment of awkward silence then he spoke up again "wanna come over later?" "yeah sure give me like an hour though." "okay bye.." then he hung up.

it was weird to hear him all awkward and anxious again. maybe he wants to break up. i started panicking so i decided i'd take a shower and just try my best to relax. i took a hot shower making sure i smelt good before hopping out and applying my usual makeup. i couldn't wear foundation or concealer because i knew i'd just go overboard with it trying to cover up the bruise on my right eye and the cut on my right cheek so i decided i'd say i fell off my board.

i put on black sneakers, black jean short shorts and a black cropped cami, along with a black lace panty set even though i could be going there to get broken up with. maybe i was too easy and i already gave him everything he wanted.

i ran out my house and walked across the street leaving my board in my yard in case i needed it later. fourthgrade was waiting for me outside so i followed him into his apartment. he wasn't looking at me so all my thoughts suddenly thought this was it, he's breaking up with me.

he turned to me as i walked inside his apartment and his face dropped instantly. "what?" i asked before he quickly grabbed my face with both hands and started turning my head to look at the damage. "what the fuck indigo. who did this to you?" he yelled out causing me to flinch, he saw this and instantly pulled me into a tight hug. "i'm sorry." he whispered into my ear. "i just fell off my board it's okay." i whispered back. "no you fucking didn't. did your dad do this?"  he angrily asked.

i couldn't make eye contact, i don't want to have to lie to him but i don't want him to think i have huge daddy issues and think i'm too much work or a slut. he grabbed my face and turned me to look in his eyes. he raised his eyebrows expectantly so i just nodded. he sighed out in anger, sadness and a bit of relief that i trusted him enough to tell him.

he pulled me into his room and grabbed a first aid kit that was beside his mattress on the floor. "your rooms comfy for a guys room." i said to him trying to ease the seriousness. "it's kinda plain though." he said back to me not meeting my eyes. "yeah but i like that, it's not all filled with meaningless things or anything." he looked up and gained his confidence again "when have you been in another guys room to have preferences like this?" he asked cockily "oh you know, just yesterday i was in this hot guys room and he fucked me so hard that i realized i don't like cluttered rooms." i jokingly replied as he started wiping my bruise and cut with an alcohol wipe.

"ha. ha." he replied causing us to laugh together. i like this side of him he can be so outgoing if you get him away from his friends that bitch at him all the time. he finished cleaning my fucked up face and was staring deep into my eyes. "whyd you ask me to come over?" i asked him as i stared deeply into his eyes too. "i don't know my dad came home last night and made me feel like shit so i wanted to see you." he shyly replied, breaking eye contact to look down at the floor.

"i hate dads." i said as i pulled him into a tight hug causing him to laugh. "let's go pick up a movie and we'll have the guys over and stuff." he announced as he pulled us off the mattress and out the door. the blockbuster was just down the street so we didn't need our boards, we just held hands and let the warm breeze brush passed us as we talked about random topics to fill the time.

we walked in and he pulled me straight to the horror section and picked out one of the scariest ones they had there. we went up to the till and payed for it. the guy working was about 18 and kept staring at my cleavage so i just looked away trying to pretend not to notice. "be kind, rewind." he chimed out as we were walking to the door.

we were walking back in comfortable silence when fourthgrade turned to me "that guy had a huge crush on you, you should've asked for his number." he joked but i could tell he was wondering how i felt about it. "you're right i should've! he was so hot can we go back?" i replied joking of course making him scoff and hold back a laugh.

"i was kidding. no ones as hot as you fourthgrade. and besides he was a total creep he didn't even notice i had a face like-" "what do you mean?" he interrupted. "like he was totally staring at my tits." i laughed but he just clenched his jaw. "maybe he was looking at my hickeys thinking damn he's lucky." i quickly added. making him laugh finally.

the sound of his laugh filling my ears was better than listening to an old song you forgot about but still knew the lyrics to. we arrived back at his apartment and sat down on the couch in his living room.

just as we were about to start the movie the door burst open revealing fuckshit, ruben, stevie, and ray all laughing. "MOVIE NIGHT!!" fuckshit yelled causing me to laugh and look at an obviously pissed off fourthgrade.

i sat on fourthgrades lap with a blanket on us while ray and fuckshit sat on the other end of the couch with ruben and stevie on the two big comfy chairs. a scary scene was on so i turned and straddled fourthgrade so that my face was facing the couch and i was holding onto him.

he lightly laughed and slid his veiny hands down my back to calm me, i turned to look at the tv again but his hands moved to my thighs causing butterflies to flutter in my shorts.

he gave me a cocky smile and i just rolled my eyes and turned just my head to watch the movie some more. his hands slowly creeped up to the hem of my shorts then i felt his thumb caress my pussy through my shorts lightly causing the butterflies to speed up.

i held onto him tightly and tried to grind into him without anyone seeing so i could ease the tension, he only laughed and whispered lowly in my ear "shh i'll finger you just don't make a sound." his hands quickly unbuttoned my shorts and moved down to feel my wetness through my thong.

he laughed quietly and quickly slid my thong to the side. suddenly i could feel two of his fingers pump in and out faster and faster and i held onto him scratching his back through his shirt trying my hardest not to make a sound, his thumb started playing with my clit and my eyes rolled back as i bit my tongue to contain myself.

i felt my release coming and my walls clenched against his fingers and just as a loud jumpscare happened, i let out a moan. "you scared indigo?" ray asked as i looked over at him lazily. "yeah." i replied. fourthgrade stuck his fingers in his mouth satisfied with both the taste and what he just did to me. he moved my thong back and buttoned my shorts for me before pulling me in and whispering "that's what you get for showing off your tits to another guy."

the movie stopped and fuckshit turned on the lights and then his face dropped staring at me. my heart sped up. "is something behind me?!" i asked as i looked around scared. "ma, what the fuck happened to yo face. you good?" he answered finally "no, yeah i'm fine i just wiped out on my board earlier it's all good." "mmmm." ray hummed out suspicious before opening the door and letting all the guys minus fourthgrade out.

i awkwardly looked back at fourthgrade to see him smiling happily at me. i rolled my eyes playfully and got off him. "goodnightttt!" i called out as i was about to leave. he ran up to me and assaulted me with kisses before replying a tired "goodnight." and letting me go.

i walked home and fell asleep thinking of fourthgrade.