Trouble is His Middle Name

Chapter 17

CHAPTER 17

I watch mom walk out the door, to pick up Saxlon.

"How can it be possible?" I mutter,the moment mom goes. How can Saxlon's step father be dead, yet we saw him not so long ago?

I can't get my head around it.

Pacing back and forward for nearly 20 minutes in circles around my room, I try to think of a plan.

Maybe I should just ask Saxlon about this?

I sign, pulling off my colourful  shirt and putting on my red crop top, showing alot of skin.

"Oh my." I breath out, taking off my jeans and wearing my blue shorts. "This doesn't make any sense."

"What doesn't make sense?"

I turn around, startled by seeing Saxlon. He was wearing a casual shirt with a tie and ripped jeans so low, his underwear was basically in display.

"S-saxlon." I gulp as he walks forward, his face looking all blank. "What a surprise to see you in my room." I awkwardly laugh.

The awkward laughing instanly stops when I see his face scanning my neat room, probably judging all my Christian posters up my wall.

Although his face looked blank, something tells me he isn't in a good mood.

A minute passed since he scans my room.

Then his eyes scans my body.

"D-do you need anything?" I hesitatly ask, feeling really self-conscious about my lack of clothing I'm currently wearing.

"Your mom dropped me off and said she's going to work for a meeting."

"Oh." I confusely say, "what time will she come back?"

Isn't today her day off?

Saxlon completely ignores and sits on my bed, stretching his legs.

He slowly lays down.

"Um Saxlon-"

"Your bed." He interrupts,  closing his eyes shuts, " it's comfy."

I smile, feeling my dimples form. "I guess it is."

"Lay down with me."

My smile turns into a frown. "What are you-"

Saxlon grabs my arm,  pulling me on the bed, making me land on top of him.

I feel my cheeks redden. "I'm so sorry Saxlon. Oh my, I'm really sorry, this isn't like me-"

"Shh." He covered my mouth with his hand, making me quiet.

I feel my whole body starts shaking, my heartbeat racing for some unknown reason.

His blank expression turns into a smirk.

"You have a nice figure." He states, licking his lips, "also a nice face structure. "

His hands move away from my mouth and move to my neck, smoothly stroking it.

I suddenly remember Saxlon's step father.

"U-um-" I turn my head the other way, trying to hide my reddness cheeks, "S-saxlon, I need to ask you a few things."

I try to wiggle out of his grip,  but all it did was make his left hand tighten on my waist.

"Do you want to play a game?" He husky asks, his breath coming out abnormally normally unlike mine.

"N-no, I want you to let me get off you, please." I shakely widen my eyes when he ignores my request and takes of his tie, wraping it around my eyes.

Black dots were in my view.

Saxlon grabs my two hands rougly and places them on his stomach.

"Don't you get excited when you can't see anything?"

I huff angrily. "This isn't funny. Take it off."

I feel his breath on my ear. "Have you ever, kissed someone?"

I gulp, ignoring his question.

"Have you ever," I feel my hands grtting trailed down from him, lower and lower, " touched anyone?"

I bite my lips. "S-saxlon. This really isn't like you."

I hear him laugh beneath me. "Isn't like me?" He repeats. "You don't even know me."

"You'll never even know me." He says once again, his voice  sounding husky, yet cruel. "It hasn't even been fůcking two weeks since we know each other."

I ignore the swearing and breath out. "It hasn't been two weeks yet but you've been really good and nice-"

"Bullshīt." He interrupts, his voice coming out edgy. "I'm neither fůcking  good or nice."

I feel my hands get pulled down further more by his.

"I'm only trouble." He hisses. " And I'm going to prove it right now."

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