Life With The Parkers

Chapter 32

His hand skim through my waist and my hands crossed over his shoulder, his head delved down to the calf of my neck.

I ran my hand through his lilac hair as his lips met my neck, he sucked on it lightly, hands gripping my waist.

I threw my head back, eyes shot. I stiffened a moan as he went down my chest. “What are you doing, Charlotte? Charlotte! Charlotte!” My name was called out from a distance.

“Charlotte!” my eyes shot open and I moved back from the desk, my eyes shooting to the teacher.

I touched my lips if I was drooling. I fell asleep...in class. Bianca shot me a look. “I...I...” I packed up my books. “I gotta go...” I hurried out immediately.

I was gonna get sent out anyways.

I ran my hand through my hair as I got outside. The hallway was quiet and it made me relax a bit.

Today... Tuesday.

I wore a denim short and a black baggy sweatshirt. My memories shot back to the insane dream I just had.

And why the eff was I dreaming in the afternoon?

And who was I kissing and groping?

I knew the answers, I was just too scared to accept it. Why was I fantasizing over...

“Hey Red!” I stumbled back immediately, it was Jackson. He was in front of me.

This was the least shit I wanted this afternoon. “What are you doing here?” I asked.

“Came to pay you a visit...Red”

“Stop calling me that”

“Why? You used to like it or is Carson the only one allowed to give you nicknames?”

“What do you want?”

“You don't know him, do you?” he took steps towards me. “What is your fucking problem, Jackson!” I yelled, getting fed up of this shit.

“You!”

“What did I do wrong?”

“Carson! Carson is what you did wrong. Mr perfect boyfriend” he yelled back. “Carson is not my boyfriend, we are not dating! We don't even talk!”

“Well, you can tell that to him when he's dead, bleeding and put in a body bag. Oh wait, you wouldn't be able to...'cause you'll be right beside”

I stumbled back, not believing what he said. “Please stop” a tear slipped out as I pleaded.

“I wish I can, Red” he whispered, stopping right in front of me. “I'm in too deep. So my best advice...” his finger grazed a strand of my hair.

“Live it up while you can” I shrunk back, eyes shot. I didn't feel him around me, so I got my eyes open. “Fuck!” I screamed, hitting a locker.

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I definitely broke a finger but was that really my problem? I pushed the door open and walked in. Looking up, my bag slipped off my shoulder.

“What the fuck is going on here?” I asked no one in particular.

The house was different, people moved around getting shits done. The couches, tables...no where in sight.

I walked in fully, spotting Austin with some chick. How could I forget the party? I stomped towards him.  “Please excuse us” I pulled him away.

“What the fuck, Charlotte? That's not cool” he said. “You're throwing a party”