I'm calm. Laying on the most popular beach in Miami . The wild children are going into the high tides. My date asks me something like oh your skin is going to be burned. Do you need sunblock? I nod for his perfectly smooth hands rub my back. I turn to see him smiling. l get up a little bit before he leans down and kisses me. The perfect moment is ruined by my boyfriend leaving my pale pink lips alone. " I could lay out here on the beach with you forever." Then he is back to kissing my lips again. I love you. I think. He tries to get up but I keep him down and I kiss his perfect smooth lips. I hear my phone chirp and try to reach it but my boyfriend keeps kissing me. " Bryon, I love you. your the first person who I am in love with. I can't think of life without you." I say but it comes out a mumble. Bryon's LG phone rings and I am lying on the fuzzy beach towel. "Hello? Sup man! What's up? Oh I was in the middle of kissing my girlfriend then you called. I'm at the beach. yeah. See you there! later!" " who was that?" I ask. " Do you want to go to a party?"
" I can't. Because my daddy told me that I have to be home in 15 minutes." " Well let's go." we walk to Bryon's back jeep. He directs me to the backseat and then he gets in. He folds the towel into a pillow and puts it under my head. " Now that we're alone," Bryon moves me over in the seat. Then he is again kissing my pale pink lips. I check my phone again and its minutes before I have t o be home. " Bryon, my daddy is not a patient man. If I'm 1 minute late he will ground me!" " chill out! We'll be home in plenty of time. Now let's go back to the most beautiful woman in the world. You ." I blush because this boy was just between a man and a young child and he is now my boyfriend. We spend the night in each others arms Kissing and Sleeping. When we wake, it's about 10 o clock. We take turns kissing. He starts at my neck. His prominent lips sweeping my long hair off my neck. I start at his perfect jaw. Going up to his perfectly round cheekbones. then he nibbled on my ear. The first seconds felt tickling then it felt good. I am now kissing the mouth of my boyfriend. The first seconds of heaven is interrupted by the pounding on the window. "Chrissy! hollers a voice. "uhh!" I gasp " what's wrong?" Bryon asks. " My dad is out there! He must've noticed that I wasn't home." I roll over the back seat and into the back of the jeep and get in my bathing suit cover up. "Christina Rebecca oh if you're in this car. Open this car now!" Bryon, being the nice boyfriend he is, opens the door. "Hello," " Where's my daughter?" "She's in the back of the jeep." "Daddy, I'm okay. Bryon didn't hurt me." "What ever. You get out of this car now! We are going to have a little talk on the ride home." "But daddy," "Car now." "Alright"
"You're lucky boy, if my baby girl wasn't here she'd be at your funeral instead." My father makes me march to the black pick-up truck he drives to work everyday. He tries to make me look at him by physically moving my head in his direction. I pull my head away and he hits me hard. So hard he leaves a hand print on the side of my face. "You can forget about snotsyard. And if you leave the house for anything I mean any thing! You can kiss everything goodbye." " You mean Harvard. What about school? Can I leave the house for that?" "Well, Yes, after school come straight home!" I'm doing flips in my head. "Missy, You are in so much trouble. You are getting many more chores." "Like what," "Cleaning the barn. Getting the food from Mimi's market. Getting eggs from the chicken coop. Stuff like that." I sigh. Once we were home, I ran up to my room. My room is the size of our living room. I scream in my pillow. About 1 hour later, Tami, my step mom gets home.
"Hello, Paul, where's Christina?" says Tami taking off her red high heels. "Well let's see. Last night she didn't come home so I would have to think in her room." I hear the footsteps start at the bottom of the stairs. I think about climbing out the window and running away but I would have to pack and then leave. So, I sit down on my window seat. "Huh. I would've thought that you would be packing up to run away." That's hard to believe. I think. "Listen," Starts Tami, "I understand that you broke curfew last night." "Yeah she was sleeping with that retard she calls a boyfriend." answers My father. "Paul, please go make dinner." "Alright," Tami shuts my door after my dad left. "Alright, front and center. You, missy are not leaving this room until you learn your lesson." My eyes start tearing up. "What are you going to do?" I ask. "Spanking. Like when you were little. When you misbehave you are punished." I am told to stay put while Tami gets her paddle. It takes her a while to get it, so, I use that time to get my suitcase from under my bed and put it in between my dresser and bookshelf. I hear footsteps come down the hallway. Tami opens then shuts the door. She unzips the leather case and pulls out the red paddle with holes all over. "Now, lay over my legs." As she higher the paddle, I start whining. "Stop whimpering you little liar. I am going to make you think twice about braking curfew." She whams the paddle so hard, it knocks me on the floor. "Get back up here!" A knock on my door stops Tami from paddling my butt anymore. It's my brother, Andrew. "Andrew thanks for saving me." "um yeah sure." "What?" "Someone is hear to see you." He says to Tami. When she leaves, I run to Andrew and kiss his cheek. "What was going on?" "I was being "punished" for braking curfew last night." "What are you going to do?" "I'm running away from this place. By the way, how's that restaurant coming along?" I ask. "Fine, listen, I'm leaving in like a few minutes to go to Tampa and I was wondering if you want to go with?" "Bryon lives around that area sure. I'm gonna pack." I pack my Capris, a few tee shirts, shorts, flip flops, sweatshirts, high tops, bathroom things,and other things. I text Andrew that I'm ready and that I'm leaving through the window. I toss down my suitcase from my window into the Bush and say goodbye to the room. Then I just lower myself into the Bush as well. I run to the car with my suitcase. Finally Andrew leaves the house. It's about a 2 hour drive to Tampa. When we get to Bryon's house, I start to relax a little. Andrew walks me to the front door and knocks. A young lady opens the door and asks me who I am and what I'm doing here.
"I am Bryon's girlfriend." I answer. She yells to another person. Another woman comes to the door. "Hello, is Bryon home?" the woman nods and shouts for Bryon. "Hello," Bryon tries to kiss me but Andrew stops him. "I am trusting you with my only sister and my prized possession. I can trust you right?" Bryon nods and takes my suitcase from my hand. Andrew hugs me and whispers in my ear. "Goodbye, stay safe and one more thing,have fun!" He kisses my head and then leaves. "Come on in," Bryon puts his hand on my back, on my back where my tank top doesn't cover. "Here is the living room. This is the kitchen. The bathroom." We walk down a series of steps to get to a small door. Bryon stops me before I enter the small door. "Before you come in this room, I have to warn you what you about to about to something" I giggle a little bit. "What you are about to see, is very disturbing." He opens the door and I see race car posters, and a huge race car rug in the middle of the floor. "Home sweet home," he sighs. "Not to be rude or any thing but, why are you here?" "My father, and Tami," "What did they Do?" "abused me by physical punishing me with a paddle," I want to ask a lot of questions, but, I sit down on his bed. He puts his arms around my shoulders. "Can I stay here with you?" I ask. "Of course. I have to go to the bathroom. I'll be back." I nod my head and as soon as I hear the footsteps start up the steps I move my eyes to the wall covered by posters. I see a dent in the wall and I move the poster off the wall. Oh my gosh, I think, there are about 7 dents punched in the wall. Bryon comes in so quietly and says "What Are. You. Doing." I open my mouth but it's dry. "I'm sorry about this." " Dinner is served. Wash your hands and meet back at the dining room." "sorry." Dinner is Egg salad and chicken soup. All through dinner, Bryon's mother kept glaring at me. "The egg salad is good," I say, whispering. "Thank you. So, Christina," "Chrissy," I correct.
"Never correct me. Are you living with us now?" I nod my head and then look at my boyfriend. He tries to smile but his perfect mouth turns back to a serious position. "I guess." I say. "Alright there are some things that are needed to know." "Mom," Bryon starts. His mother put up her hand to tell him to stop. "Rule 1, you will not mention of a father. Rule 2 you will say yes ma'am and no ma'am. Rule 3 Never correct me. Rule 4 We always go to church every Sunday morning. Rule 5 You will find a bathroom schedule taped to the door. It says who gets what days to shower. Rule 6," This goes on for a while. "Rule 10 You will stay in the guest room on the top floor away from my son. Oh and if you don't follow the rules, then you will be sent to bed early and will loose any device for a week." "Yes ma'am." I say. Then I'm sent to the guest room for the rest of the night. I hear a faint knock on the door. "Come on in." I say whispering. Bryon peaks through the door. "Hey," he sighs. "How was you're first day here?" "Fine. I don't think your mom likes me." "Why do you think that?" "Because all through dinner she was glaring at me." "She does that to everyone.""Does she always have those rules" "Yep." He says popping the p. "I've got to get to bed before your mother yells at me." Then Bryon moves closer to me and puts his legs on mine. The next thing I knew I was pulling his gray T-shirt over his head. "What is going on here!" Asks Bryon's mother. I pull back from him and look down. "You, young man are in a heap of trouble."
Great. Bryon's mother yankes him by his shirt.
I hear yelling and crying. Bryon's mother walked back in to the room with Bryon by the ear. "if if I ever catch you doing that again mister you will-" she looked over at shirtless me sitting on the bed. "And you young lady. How would you like it if i told you Mother and father about how you are right now-" "mom-" " dont you say a word young man. im pissed at you. Go to your room." "But-" "NOW!"
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