"You should take some, you didn't get chance to take any yesterday, are you hungry, you must be starving." He rushed out and into the kitchen before I could say anything in reply. I watched where he had just gone to, running my hand through my hair and moving to collect the pain killers. My arm was hurting, so I took a dose of both types, as I leant forward, I found a slight twinge in my ribs, sighing I lifted my shirt, looking down. Purple, just as id expected I sighed again before traipsing out of the bedroom towards the smell of food
"Aron can you check if my ribs are broken again" usually, my dad checked for broken ribs, I didn't know how to do it on my own, all I knew was that they hurt, so I had to recruit his help again. I walked through the kitchen door to find Logan and David gaping at me.
"I thought you didn't have a girl in here!" snapped David turning to look at Aron who was pretending not to be there, looking at the pan on the stove as though his life depended on it. Logan however did not look away, his eyes scanned over my body, looking at every detail; luckily, the shirt I was wearing had dried out, and was no longer stuck to me or see-through "Scarlett?" Logan asked confused, causing David to snap his head back around to look at me again before addressing Aron again
"wait, you were banging Scarlett," he broke into a smile "finally, was she as good as you thought she was?" Aron didn't look away from the pan he was glaring at, and Logan didn't look away from me. Stepping back through the door, I turned to walk away, I heard Aron calling me back but I just ran back to the bedroom, slamming the door and searching for my pants. A few seconds later the door opened again, but I ignored it, "Scarlett" he tried again when I didn't respond, stepping around the bed coming closer to me as I searched "Scar, please talk to me" I ignored is pleas
"Where are my pants?" I asked almost calmly
"Scarlett please" he tried again
"where the fuck are my pants" I spat angrily cutting him off
"they are in the wash" he sighed, walking away from me coming back shortly with some basketball shorts, which I gladly took as he sat down on the bed after a moment he said "David's an ass hole," when he got no response he tried something different "what did you mean again?" furrowing my eyebrows I turned and looked at him questioningly, "in the kitchen you said, 'check if my ribs are broken again,' did you get your ribs broken before?" he asked, I gave him a curt nod, "do you still want me to check" he asked looking up at me, receiving another nod he shuffled forward on the bed opening his legs, so that I could stand between them. "I know how to do this, I've broken mine before. Raise your hands" as I held my arms up, acknowledging the pain in my ribs, with a hiss let out from between my teeth. Aron slid his hands under the shirt placing them over my ribs, and began checking them. Finding that they weren't broken just bruised, he took his hands out of my shirt and I stepped back
"thank you" I looked at Aron nervously "seriously, thank you, I don't know how I will ever repay you" I bit my lip moving away, looking for my shoes Aron stood up and walked towards me, lightly gripping my chin pulling my face to his leaning forwards placing a gentle kiss on my lips, he pulled back, then did it again, this time deepening the kiss, moving his mouth feverishly against mine, his hands grasped my hips pulling me closer to him, as he continued to kiss me. He slid his hands under the shirt I was wearing but stopped to rub his thumbs over my bare skin. I pushed him back slightly, to find him smirking down at me "consider that payback for the lift home. There's food for you in the kitchen" he added nonchalantly. Looking down at my lips one last time he left the room leaving the door open. I gathered my thoughts and came to sit and eat something before I had to face my dad again.
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Memoirs Of a survivor
Hành động"You're an animal, you're a dog, you will always be a dog, and there's nothing you can do to change that" "You will do as you're told" "Come here and clean this up" All comments that had been shouted at Scarlett Fletcher. Her school life is bad, a...
