My Perfect Adoptive Family

I Can Read You

Ross and I walk into the waterpark, hand in hand. "My legs are all tingly," I whine as we set our towels on a chair.

He smirks as he pulls off his shirt. "That's what happens after orgasms," he whispers as he pulls me to the water slides. I put my hand on his bicep. "Did you like it?"

I nod vigorously. "Yeah, it was amazing," I blush.

He kisses my cheek. "Well, you'll have lots more of them."

We eventually meet up with the rest of the family. We all laugh and have fun. Ross spends a lot of time with everyone, while I just hang in the background. After the incident in the lobby, they said they'd close off the waterpark just for us. I sit in a lounge chair, scrolling through my Twitter mentions. I see some really sweet ones, and not so pleasant ones. Of course I want to know what people are saying about me, so I read the hateful ones over and over.

She should really just kill herself.

I met her today and she's ugly as fuck.

She tried to get Ross to punch me. But he loves me too much.

Ella is seriously damaging the Lynch family.

I didn't realize I was crying until someone sat in front of me. "Hey, you alright?" Riker asks as he rubs my knee.

I nod, wiping the tear away. "Yeah," I sigh.

"Nothing that girl said earlier was true, okay?"

I nod again. "I know," I shiver.

He kisses my forehead. "Put a towel around you or come back in!" He yells as he jogs to the lazy river where Selena is.

Ross glances at me, flashing me a smile. I weakly smile back. He pushes himself out of the water, walking over to me. "Aren't you coming back in?" He asks as he sits between my legs. I shake my head. He scoots forward, pressing his lips to mine. "But I miss you," he pouts.

I smile as best as I can, running my fingers through his hair. "I'm going to be with you for the next three weeks," I whisper.

He cocks his eyebrow at me. He pulls me to the bathroom. He flicks on the lights, facing me. "What's wrong?"

I shake my head. "Nothing, I'm okay."

He sighs, looking at the phone in my hand. "You weren't on Twitter were you?" He asks as he looks into my eyes.

"Yeah," I sigh as I look down.

He lifts my chin, examining my expression. "Everything they say-"

I cut him off. "It isn't true, I get it."

He pulls me into a hug. "I want you to know it, Ella."

I pull back. "I'm gonna go back to the room to do homework," I say as I leave the bathroom.

I bump into Rocky. "Hey, kid. Where are you going?" He smiles as everyone else appears behind him.

"I have a lot of homework that I haven't started yet. I'm going to start it," I say as I push past him.

Someone yells my name as they come up behind me. I spin around on my heels to see Riker and Ross right there. "Please don't hurt yourself," Riker begs.

I shake my head. "I'm not going to," I snap

Ross takes my hand in his. "We're just trying to protect you, babe."

I nod, taking a deep breath. "Yes, I know. Thank you for that but I really have to do this homework or I'm going to fail the 12th grade."

I rip my hand away and take my coverup from Riker. I hurry to my room, quickly pulling off my coverup. i hear the door open behind me. "Is it okay if I chill in here with you?" Ross asks as he wraps his arms around me.

"Sure," i whisper as he unties my top. It falls to the floor and he slides off my bottoms. "I have to do work," I say as he moves in front of me.

He slides his hands to my inner thighs, rubbing lightly. "I know. But maybe you could skip doing work tonight and do me?" He begins kissing down my neck.

"Ross," I moan. "I have to get this done," I whine.

He pulls back with a sigh. "Okay, tell me when you're done so we can make out." He walks away to change.

I slide on some clothes before doing some homework. Ross eventually comes over to sit with me. He lays his head on my lap so every time I lean over to write, my boob hits his face. "You seriously need to move," I giggle as I shift uncomfortably.

"I just want to lay with you. You've been writing for three hours," he whines.

I look at the clock and nod. "Okay, okay. You still up for that make out session?" I ask as we walk to the bed.

He shrugs. "If you want to. I kinda just want to cuddle now," he sighs.

I lay on the bed with him, entwining our legs. "What's the matter, baby?" I ask as I run my fingers through his hair.

He puts his hand on my hip. "I hate the things you think about yourself."

I sigh and rest my head on his shoulder.

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a/n
Two chapters for the night!?😱
Yes, I'm awesome like that.
Might not update for a few more days.