Bully stepbrother

46. A bright orange

MADISON

We drove through the beautiful city during daylight, exploring its natural surroundings. The weather was perfect, ideal for a leisurely walk. The city had a relaxed and social atmosphere.

In the late afternoon, we decided it was time to visit the main attraction, the Broadwalk. Finding a parking space was a bit challenging, but Caden managed to navigate through the traffic and secure a spot in the main lot.

Hand in hand, we walked through the bustling crowds. Everything about this place was vibrant and colorful, like something out of a Disney movie. It felt like I was living a romantic fairytale, especially with Caden by my side.

I have loved this place since I was a child. It got me mentally reliving a specific moment in my life; when I was a little child I would ask my mom and biological father to bring me to Santa Cruz beach boardwalk because all I saw it as was a fairytale land for children. Mom will simply nod, smiling at me as a parent should, and my father will hiss, reminding me how much underprivileged we are and how that would never happen. I used to talk about it all the time, even though I knew my family could never afford to take me there. He had said if I was lucky to find a wild teenage boy someday when I grow up, I could runway from the hell that was my childhood home and live on Santa Cruz beach boardwalk for as much as I wanted as long as I do know how to take orders from wealthy people.

  Yes, I remember that and yes I do know my past father very much, I just choose to forget him. I never thought about him because no matter how messed up Thaddeus was, I had a father's affection there. It was something I used to envy the other kids for back in first grade.

  Well, what I am trying to say is, that my miserable father was wrong. Maybe I was here with a teenage boy my age, but I wasn't running from home and I wasn't taking orders from anyone to live my best life. Maybe I shouldn't be with the teenage boy holding me in his arm, because it was a flaring fire I was playing with, but at least he wasn't as wild as my father had wished for me.

Caden and I took the giant dipper first because neither of us was hesitant, I screamed and clutched him throughout the ride while Caden laughed at my reaction. I couldn't help but scream and clutch Caden during each one. He found my reactions amusing and teased me throughout. We went on ride after ride, each providing a different experience. I screamed at some and cheered on others, but it was an incredible adventure.

After all the excitement, we decided to have lunch. The food in the park was pricey but worth it. We found a quiet spot to eat, watching people having a great time. It was a beautiful view.

While we ate, we talked about various things we'd never discussed before, like high school, teachers, and plans for our next visit to New York. We even talked about my work and Asher, and Caden didn't make fun of his name this time. I laughed throughout, everything about here and Caden was fun but sexually tensioned. We flirted with each other like never, he had kissed the upper part of my lip and claimed I had a smoothie there, we stared at each other shamelessly and I even believe I am beginning to understand Caden for what he was just like I always wanted.

When we finished lunch, Caden rested his head on my lap, and I couldn't resist running my fingers through his hair. It felt amazing to have him all to myself, with no other girls around vying for his attention.

We later ventured into the fun center, where we played various arcade games for over an hour. Caden won me a pink stuffed whale, and we celebrated his victory with laughter and giggles, attracting some attention from those around us.

Today was the first time I saw Caden so carefree and happy. I wondered if he could always be like this.

We also took some fun photos in a photo booth, making silly faces and laughing. The pictures captured our joy, and I stashed them in my backpack.