Opposites [Book 1]

Chapter 27

"You're grounded!" I heard her yell through the thick door.

"Good! Because I'm not planing on going to school either!" I yelled.

"LEAH!" My mum yelled in surprise, because she knew how important school was to me.

Well, not exactly important, but important enough for me to not skip it.

"Yeah, and now you can go and blame yourself for once!" I yelled as I threw my bag onto the floor, spotting my phone.

"You're a fucking disgrace Leah! I gave you everything I had and you thank me by this behaviour?! You're one big mess." She yelled and hit the door.

She didn't say anything else, as I heard her footsteps fade.

"You're a fucking disgrace, Leah."

That was what my dad said to me just before he died.

I was at the club, in my home town with some friends, I was pretty nervous, considering, that it was the first time I sneaked out.

Somehow I had a bad feeling about it.

"Loosen up, babe." Sarah yelled over the music.

"I'm trying!" I yelled back, giggling as I swayed my hips just lightly.

"Here, take that, it'll help you." She yelled and handed me a glass with green-yellow-ish liquid in it.

I was about to smell it when she pulled it away from my nose:

"Don't smell it, just drink."

I nodded, nipping on it and grimacing in disgust.

"Oh c'mon, don't be a pussy and drink it!" Kelsey yelled.

I nodded once again, before letting the burning liquid pour down my throat.

It'll be fun once the taste would be away, I reminded myself.

I shut my eyes closed, trying to take it in without a groan.

"Now, now, it wasn't that bad, was it?" Andy said.

"Yes, it was." I stated matter-of-factly.

"Well, as far as I know, you like to dance, though?" Andy asked, smiling.

"Yeah, but I don't want to dance alone." I said.

He laughed and walked away, leaving me with Sarah.

Something about his laugh was off and the moment I saw him, I knew that I was right.

"Why was that fu- HE DOES NOT!"

My eyes widened, as I saw what he was doing. He was talking to a tall guy with brown hair, brown eyes and that was wearing a snapback. He looked around two years older than me and I had to admit, he was incredibly hot.

Andy pointed into my direction and I blushed hardcore, trying to hide my face under my curly-wavy hair. The guy looked up from Andy to look at who he was pointing. He said something to Andy who was nodding, causing him to smirk.

Andy gestured the guy, from what I could tell, to follow him. My heart started to beat faster, not knowing what to do.

"Leah this is Lionel, Lionel, Leah" Andy said and pointed to the two of us.

"Lionel wants to dance too." Andy said and walked away.

Thanks, best friend.

I smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to do with myself, because I've never been in such a situation before.

"This is so embarrassing." I said, trying to hide my blushing cheeks.

"Let's dance, babe, it'll take that awkwardness away." Lionel whispered into my ear, which made me tense up.

He took my hand without another word and pulled me into the crowd where sweaty bodies would grind against each other.

He gave me a smirk and turned me around, so my back faced his front. I understood what he wanted and decided to just do as the other girls did; grinding.

I did not have much of a choice, now did I?

Who am I fooling? Of course I had a choice and I chose to dance with him.

After a few movements I heard a moan escape his lips, meaning that I was doing it okay.

Yes.

I laced my fingers behind his neck, so I would have somehow the hold over him. He travelled his hands down my body, resting them on my hips as he swayed his with me, another moan escaped his lips.

As I felt hot air in my ears, my eyes widened, but I quickly shrugged it off.

"You're good at this, wouldn't have guessed." He whispered, catching his breath.

Not knowing what to say, I turned my head around to him, giving him a cheeky smile.

He took the opportunity, to kiss me. I was a bit overwhelmed, but I kissed him back, as he twirled me around, so that I was now facing him fully.

He groaned into my mouth, as he slit his tongue in, not waiting for me to oblige.

I had never kissed a guy like that before, what I called kisses were called pecks.

Although he was being rough with me, I loved it.

After a few moments he pulled away, completely out of breath as he mumbled: "Jump"

"Huh?" I asked, taking a breath.

"Jump" He said now more demanding.

I did as I was told, as he pulled me up by my butt and rested his hands firmly on it, walking slowly out of the crowd, not breaking his glance into my eyes.

I wonder how he managed to do it.

As we reached the wall of the club, he pressed me against it, attaching his lips to mine again, not wasting a second.

I was overwhelmed by the experience I was making, not wanting this to ever end, but unfortunately he let go of me, making me fall to the ground. As I looked up to him, to ask why he would let me fall, I saw, that he had fell too, because someone tore him away from me.

My dad.

I looked at him in shock, as I saw smoke literally come out of his ears.

"LEAH EMMA SANDERS WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" He yelled and grabbed me roughly, dragging me out of the club.

"Let go of me!" I screamed and wriggled me out of his grip, but he had me pinned against the wall in one swift move.

"DAD!"

"IS IT THAT WHAT YOU WANT?!" He screamed,"BEING KISSED AND FELT UP BY A GUY?! I CAN DO THAT!"

My eyes widened as he started sucking on my neck.

"W-what the fuck dad, get off me."

He continued.

"Dad seriously."

He continued.

"Stop it."

He continued.

"Please stop."

He continued, I could already feel my skin bruise.

"Stop. Please.." I cried, not knowing what to do, because he was too strong for me. I closed my eyes and started to cry, praying to God, that he would stop.