I instantly drop my glass of water ...i was just very surprised he was here...usually my dad goes over his house to watch football...so WHAT IN THE HELL WAS HE DOING HERE! "Hey baby girl are you okay?" "Umm yea why wouldn't i be?". "well maybe because you just dropped a glass of water." i looked down to see shattered pieces of glass on the floor...i hadn't even notice the mess i had made on the floor. I must have been zoned out because i felt my dad touch my shoulder "Mila are you okay you look like you seen a ghost". Little did he know Mr. Wilson was the ghost. "Umm yea ...i'm fine i'm just tired, I've had a long day at school so i'm just gonna go lay down". My dad speaks up again "Aren't you forgetting something?" he says looking down at the mess i made. I swear he was being so petty right now, i mean i just told him i wasn't feeling good but does he care?!!! "Oh yea..i guess my sick self will pick up my mess even though i could possibly faint." i say rolling my eyes. "Mila quit being dramatic and clean up your mess". He says taking a seat back down on the couch across from Mr. Wilson.
After sweeping up the last piece of glass i head to the kitchen to pour me another glass of water making sure it doesn't fall this time. I then feel someone whisper in my ear "we need to talk". I turn around and almost screamed when i saw that it was Mr. Wilson, but thankfully he covered my mouth with his hand. "What the hell are you doing in here!?.. your suppose to be in there with my dad watching football!" i say with attitude. "He's on the phone with your mom right now so he's not worried about my whereabouts at the moment". I roll my eyes, i was so irritated right now! Like could a girl get some shut eye!? "Okay why are you here, because we both know my dad usually goes to your house to look at football. So why the sudden interest on coming over here? " i say in a low whisper so that my dad wouldn't here our conversation. He takes a step closer to me and say "We need to talk about what happen between us a couple weeks ago". The closeness of him sent tingles down my body. "No we don't, whatever happened is done with, so you don't have to worry about me telling your daughter or anyone else". I try to walk pass him but he grabs me by my arm and pulls me against his chest. At this point i really wanted to rip his clothes off... his chest felt so strong and nice with me against it. I suddenly snapped out of my thoughts and took a step back from him. Of course he took a step closer to me again! Like what is with this man always up in my personal space!!! "Mila we can't keep avoiding this, we really need to talk!" he says irritated.
"Fine but can we do it another time when my dad isn't around us, we can't risk anyone over hearing our conversation!" i say in a whisper shout. "Well can you come to my house later on tonight?" i quickly shake my head "um hell no, Sasha will be suspicious i'm coming over her house to talk to you". "She won't be home, she's going out on a date with Carter tonight so can u come over at 8 tonight?" I let out a big breath rolling my eyes "Fine see ya later... now if you will excuse me i'm going to go take a nap". I say pushing past him.
Later That Night
I wake up refreshed from my nap, boy that nap was well needed i say to myself. Suddenly my phone starts ringing. I look down to see that it was and unknown number calling, i pick up and say hello. There was a silent for a minute before they spoke. "She just left you can come over now". I roll my eyes realizing it was Mr. Wilson. "Hey how did you get my number?" i say perplexed. He huffs in annoyance "from Sasha now will you get your ass over here " he says irritated. He had his nervous having an attitude cause it should be the other way around! "Fine here i come but don't be getting no atti-". He quickly hangs up before i can even finish my sentence. He really just pissed me off with that! One things i truly loath is when people hang up on me when i'm still talking. I was so ready to give him a piece of my mind! I quickly put my hair in a high bun and slipped on some Nike leggings, my black Nike hoodie, and my black Nike roshes, for some reason i had on all black maybe because i was mad at the moment.
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Blindly In-Love
Teen FictionThis story starts off with Mila Blue having the biggest crush on her best-friend Sasha's dad ever since they were kids. Now that she's older Mr.Wilson starts to look at her in a different way...a lustful way. Mila notices the attention he starts to...