So its been two days since I've seen that boy at the barn, but his face left a permanent imprint in my brain. His dark hair, long eyelashes, deep, deep eyes. The way he always ran his hands through his hair and bit his lip at the same time....
What the hell.. Woah. Chasity you need to chill out. I haven't acted this corny since my first and only boyfriend in like 7th grade.
My thoughts were immediately interrupted by my dads yelling "hey chaz!! The ribs are done!"
I swear this man doesn't know how to make anything but ribs. He always want me to learn how to cook from jess. But fuck her. Ever since she's been invited into this family by my dad she always trys to replace my mother or act like she has some type of authority over me. Dumb bitch can try but I'll never like her.
"Chaz honey! Come get your food". I hear my dad call for the second time. I drag myself down the stairs to the kitchen. Jess and dad obviously are there always feeling all up on each other... Ugh.
"Oh sorry hun.." Jess says embarrassed obviously. I just roll my eyes grab my food and take it to my room instead.
*click*
What..
*click, click*
I look at the windows and repeatedly the clinking sound returns. I walk to the window and look down but i dont see anything.
*clink*
Its a rock. I decide to open the window and look out to see if i could see where its coming from.
*whack*
GODDAMNIT. Bad idea. Whoever just threw that it just hit my forehead. Fuck.
I put my hand up to feel if there was a bruise and realize there's blood running down my face. I don't scream but I'm fucking pissed because I start school tomorrow.
I look out and see a figure rustling through the leaves and grass towards the barn. Maybe this Romeo is just plain stupid. I make my way down the stairs and my dad sees my fave and pushed jess off of him and runs over to kneel in front of my " what the hell Chaz. You okay?! What did you do" he's trying to brush my hair away and blow at the bleeding.
Jess runs to the kitchen to get a wet paper towel and goes to dab at my face. I push her arm away and flick her off grabbing the towel and pressing it to my face.
She backs off and slowly makes her way to the living room. To be honest i hope her feelings are hurt. My dad gives me the "look" that ill have to apologize later but i ignore it and put a bandaid on my forehead and convinced dad that i was okay.
I make my way out of the now creak less backdoor and run to the barn. I find Chris sitting at the small table smoking a cigarette and looking out the large window. "Yo what the actual fuck. What was that!"
I screamed at him. I think I scared him because he jumped to his feet and dropped his cigarette. He crushed it with his foot and ran over to me.
"Oh shit. Im so sorry that's whent totally different in my head" he said.
His arm was resting on my shoulder and I could feel the electricity from it. But I was trying to keep my hard appearance.
