Sepsis Love <3

Chapter 9

Dillon drops me off at home early next morning before school. None of my 92 siblings noticed that was gone for the night, but I don't care too much because I'm on cloud nine. DILLON STRANO IS MY BOYFRIEND!!! And my excitement and joy cannot be squashed, even by that BITCH Clarisse.

I get ready for school and try to put on something hot to tempt my new boyfriend. I slip on a tight, purple seductive dress that hugs my every curve and my big boobs.

I put on some giant hoop earrings and put on my titular converse, my outfit now complete.

A/N- I AM LOVING Y/N'S OUTFIT!!!!! 😍😍😍😍

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It's only at lunch that I finally see Dillon. My heart skips a beat when I walk into the cafeteria and see my HOT, SEXY boyfriend. I make my way towards him, but then Clarisse intercepts me, "MOVE OUT THE WAY WHORE!" She seethes as she walks towards Dillon. I clench my jaw in anger and sit at any empty table across from him.

"Hey sexy," I hear Clarisse purr. My stomach clenched in anger, I can't believe this!!! He belonged to me!! I watch as Clarisse straddles my boyfriend, placing her manicured hands on his shoulder.

Dillon touches her thigh, a lazy smile on his lips. He leans in and whispers something in Clarisse's ear. "WHAT!!" She screeches, her voice high like a banshee. "DON'T YOU GET I DON'T WANT TO BE WITH YOU ANYMORE!!!"

"But... but," Clarisse stammers aghast at the thought of someone breaking her heart. "ARE YOU DEAF?!?!?!" Clarise stares, mouth agape. "Get OFF MY FUCKING LAP, STUPID BITCH!!!!" He snarls, throwing Clarisse to the floor. She lands flat on her ass, her face glowing red and scrunching in what appears to be anger. Everyone in the cafeteria breaks out in hysterical laughter, beginning to throw food at Clarisse who's now risen from the floor and running away from the hall in humiliation. I can't help but laugh also, she got what she deserved. My orbs lock with Dillon's ice blue ones. "COME HERE," he commands. I ditch my unfinished meal and tentatively approach him. I can feel everyone's eyes on me as I make my way to my once mysterious, hot stranger. Dillon pulls me into his lap, wrapping his arms around me. I nestle my face in the crook of his neck. "Hi baby," I breathe, inhaling his musky male scent. "Hi gorgeous..."
"You breaking up with Clarisse, was sooo hot," I murmur into his ear. "Yeah," he smiles, "It's really put me in a good mood," I smirk hungrily. I wiggle in his lap getting him all hot and bothered. He groans softly in my ear. "Baby not here," he says holding me still. "Then when?" I pout like a brat. "My place at 7 o'clock. And wear something... sexy," he smirks nibbling my ear lobe. "Yes sir," I purr, then I kiss him solidly on the lips and everyone in the cafeteria cheers and applauds.

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Ughhh! I toss outfit number 73 into my bedroom corner, frustration coursing through my vein. I finally settle on this cute blue ensemble bralette and really short shorts. I can't wait till my BOYFRIEND sees it.

A/N - Isn't SOOOOO CUTEEEEE 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

I put on a full face of makeup, something I know other girls cannot do. I hear the aggressive blare of a car horn, signalling that my hot mysterious boyfriend is here. I dash out of the house, and enter his car. "Hey Bitch," he says, leaning in to tongues my mouth before we leave. "So where are we going?"
"It's a surprise." Dillon drives us somewhere and parks the car in a nondescript area, commanding me to get out the car. "Close your eyes..." Dillon whispers close to my ears, his breath tickling the inside. I shut my orbs letting my hot mysterious stranger guide me. His warm hands hold my shoulder leading me, "Open them," he demands. I let my orbs flutter open to see a bright, fluorescent neon pink sign illuminating my face. A strip club? "It's a strip club," I comment, confusion heavy in my voice. "Yeah baby girl I took you somewhere where I thought you could please me..." he purrs suggestively. He takes his hand in mine and leads me towards the entrance. The bouncer at the door barely bats an eyelash as Dillon leads me into the club. I could even swear I saw them exchange friendly nods at each other. The door shuts ominously behind us and I'm plunged into a dark and daunting corridor. Dillon guides me inside a massive dark room, lit with strobing and flashing lights. Thick bass music, vibrates and shake the walls. Women of all different shapes and sizes prance around the ill lit atmosphere, wearing little to nothing. Some dance around on the massive stage in the centre of the auditorium. "Woah!" I breath in wonder. Dillon walks around as if he knows the place very well, even saying hello to some of the strippers on stage and on the ground floor. "You seem to know your way around this place," I comment to Dillon, biting back jealousy. HE'S MY MAN I DON'T WANT NO PROSTITUTE STEALING HIM!!?!!!!! "My dad owns this club," he shrugs. "Wait really!! What does your dad do again?"
"Like I know, JESUS Y/N QUIT ASKING QUESTIONS!!" He yells at me. I simply roll my eyes, now used to his violent outbursts. It's ok, I loved my monkey man. Dillon leads me down another hallway. He pushes me into an empty, private room with a high ceiling, a stage and a long couch.

"Get up on that stage like the WHORE YOU ARE!! AND DANCE FOR ME!!!" He laughs crudely and bashfully, lounging on the couch. He tosses a pair of heels at me to catch. Wanting to please my man, I lace up the tall silhouette heels, and climb the centre stage of the private room, swinging my hips and wiggling my big ass. I dance along to the beat of the music, shimming seductively before I prance over to the pole in my minuscule clothing.

I lick the pole before wrapping my fingers around it and I then swing my legs around it.
I twirl around the pole over and over and over again. The strobe lights of the room dance and electrify my skin. I feel my confidence shining through. I look Dillon directly in the eye, my lips kissing and tonguing the pole. He reached into his pockets and throws bills at me. Dillon's ocean blue icy orbs darken in lust to the colour of stormy clouds and he smirks. Dillon beckons towards me, patting his lap. I step down from the stage, cat walking over to my hot, mysterious boyfriend. I straddle his lap, grinding into him. He moans next to me. "I hope you know how FUCKING HOT YOU ARE BABY!!" he croons in my ear. I pant next to him, brining my lips close to his. He bites my bottom lip, suckling on it. He placed his hands on my tits, giving them a squeeze. I groan in pleasure, exploring his tonal and beast like body. I bridge the space between us, plastering my lips to him. His hands caress my hip and then fondle my ass.  I bounce on top of him faster, hot with need.

I get so lost in his mouth that I don't initially hear the continuous knocking on the door. "FUCK!!" Dillon roars. He tosses me onto the carpet and I land on my butt. I watch from the ground how Dillon stalks to the door, "WHAT DO YOU WANT CAN'T YOU SEE I'M BUSY!!!" A man in a nice, black tailored suit is behind the door. He whispers something in Dillon's ear which makes he livid. I watch as he shoves him, slamming the door in his face. I get up and go to him, "Baby... what's wrong, what's happened?" I whisper to him, rubbing his shoulders tenderly. "It's my DAD HE DID SOMETHING STUPID AGAIN!!!! HE BOUGHT SOMETHING OF MIME!!!! Y/N...baby I should take you home."
"N...no I want to stay the night with y...you."
"But if you stay I might fuck you..."
"I don't care," I declare. I wouldn't mind if my hot, mysterious stranger screws me into tomorrow, as long as I'm with him.
Dillon takes my hand, "Come on you ugly brat, let's go."