Jason and I got off the bus and started to walk home. I live in Golden, Colorado. I love it here. It's all "The outdoors.... And maybe some legal Mary Jane..." As my mother says. She's great, really a cool mom. She lets me do almost anything, as long as I tell her. My stepdad is a douche though. It seems touché, but he is. I've lived with him since My freshman year of high school. We got along for a while, but then things just stopped being the same and I saw him for who he really was. A drunk, pervy, abusive, son of a bitch. My mom is too scared to leave him though, she's always been horrible with men. I think she stays with him because of his money. He drinks a lot during the week, but on the weekends, you never know. I'm never home anyway, why be home when you don't have to in this case.
His name is Liam Reynolds. He never used to be a drunk or even a person that would hurt a fly. I don't know what happened, maybe something at work or he did something horrible and didn't know how to deal with it. Whatever it was, it hasn't stopped. He works at some big company. I can't remember the name ever. But, he makes a ton of money, whatever it is he does.
Jason and I were talking on the walk home. I was telling him about all the guys asking for sex and hitting my ass today, when I got a notification on my phone. I took it out of my back, right pocket. Some guy sent me DM asking for nudes. I handed my phone to Jason. I thought he would just read it and laugh at the screen, so I was really surprised when he started typing.
"What are you doing?" I was giggling, from being nervous and confused.
"I'm tired of this Alice! You're better than this, you don't need these jackasses in your life! I'm tired of it, and I'm done just standing by. I've been with you since before I can remember Alice! I've stood by all this time, and now, I'm done. I'm sorry I never stood up for you when you really needed it Alice..."
I don't know what he typed, I figure I'll look at it sometime tonight.
By now, we were standing by my steps, and before I knew what was happening, I was hugging him. I let go after a minute, and turned around to walk up the steps. He followed close behind, closer than usual. I didn't mind it though. Nothing has happened between us since eighth grade. I've always wanted him back, but I never told him. I've just never seen myself as good enough. He's the captain of the football team, and he's only a sophomore. He's a drop dead hottie, and he's got the best personality, he would never try to put anyone down in any way. The only bad thing about him, is that he's a player, and he can't keep a relationship for crap!
I can tell now though, he still likes me. When I unlock the door, I walk in first and he follows right on my heels. When I get inside, I set my bag by the hall that goes to the kitchen. I kick off the sandals I got last summer, on our trip to Florida, and start to head towards the kitchen. I can feel him watching me, not in a bad way though. It feels good to have him just staring. I turn on the radio and In the Night by The Weeknd was playing.
I've been trying to figure out the story of that song for a while, all I can seem to get out of it is that this woman he's realizing he is in love with, is a stripper. He wants her to stop, but at the same time, he's just into fucking bitches and doing it at his tempo.
I started to walk over to the fridge to look like I had a point to walking in here, but Jason grabbed my arm. I stopped moving and turned around. I looked down at my hand and then back up at his face. His eyes were the perfect color of blue, and those damn freckles. They've faded over the years, but they're still there. I know he hates them, but I absolutely love them.
He lets go of my arm and smiles at me. It's not his normal smile though, there's something in it. The look in his eyes... His perfect, blue eyes. He wants me, but he's being patient. He keeps looking at my lips and I want him to kiss me. I take a step, slowly, so that I'm closer. He seems fine with it, so I step closer and he looks down at me. He leans in and starts to kiss me. We've kissed before, but never like this. It's amazing, it's passionate... It's real. He leans away and looks at me. He leans down to my ear and asks if this is okay. I nod, and our lips meet again. This time, it's more forceful, rougher. He wants me and I know it, but I'm going to play his game. Hard to get and good at teasing.
