his and hers | 18+

24 | bras & panties

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clementine

after my second embarrassing visit to a hospital in a little over a week, i stand wedged in-between pierce and my dad, walking the infamous walk of shame.

pierce's muscly arm is slung over my shoulders, his thumb subconsciously brushing circles on the pulse of my neck, tickling me in a good way.

my dad is in a stingy, protective mood as he stares ahead, his boots thumping against the concrete floor.

lucas is behind us, whistling to fill in the clear silence. not long ago i was practically ripped out of pipers welcoming goodbye hug by my impatient dad, wanting to get home so he could talk to me about everything i've been hiding.

i'm nervous.

no, nervous doesn't cover how overwhelmed i feel right now. there are a lot of thing i've been hiding from my dad, thinking i was helping him when apparently, i was only making things worse. every time he looks at the bruising on my forehead, his eyes well up with tears.

he doesn't have to tell me for me to see that he feels guilty.

and that's the last thing i wanted. out of all of this, i wanted to protect him. i should've known it'd all come to light eventually. if it wasn't today, it would've been tomorrow—or even a year from now.

my concussion is fine. thankfully, i didn't trigger it permanently, just momentarily.

my dad grunts suddenly, and i side-eye him, wanting to see whats got him even more mad. "you okay?" i wince, my tone soft as to not trigger him any more than i already have. i've done enough for today.

"my car," he sighs, waving his arm around so i can see the very empty sidewalk. "they towed it."

"what?" i gasp, dropping pierces arm by his side so i can walk up to my dad, confusion written all over my face.

"yeah, shit." he groans, looking up at the sky as if begging god to bestow him with a new car. "i was so panicked, i parked anywhere closest to the door. i guess i forgot to remove it." he dangles his car keys idly by his head, before shoving them back into his pocket.

pierce walks besides me, throwing his arm over my shoulder again anyways and tucking me into his side, a lollypop given to him by piper dangling out of his lips. i look over to lucas, who is battling between two lollipops, and is now seated on the floor.

he only has two because i gave him mine. i lost my appetite what with all the nervousness, and was already full on burgers and fries.

"i'll call us an uber." dad pulls his phone out of his butt pocket, and his phone unlocks automatically.

"no need," pierce argues, waving dad off before pointing towards something i don't bother looking at. "i can drive you two back there."

my dad almost glares, before he catches my pleading gaze and quickly relaxes his furrowed eyebrows, and tight lips. "no thank you, pierce." he says his name like it's venomous.

i roll my eyes.

"why waste money on an uber when we have a free ride right here?" i bump my side into pierce's jokingly, then yelp when his hand lands on my butt from behind, at an angle my dad thankfully can not see.

i narrow my eyes when he squeezes the flesh. he shoots me an innocent grin.

"because, princess. i don't need charity."
"it's not charity." pierce says. "it's a car ride."
"and it's also free." i point out.
"so, it's charity." my dad cocks a brow.

"did i not just say it isn't?" pierce retorts, growing irritated. i brush him off with a silent laugh, and reach into his pocket, looking for his car keys. i purposely pinch his skin through his jeans in warning.