It took me years to compose myself after talking to Dad. Why do I have to carry this burden? He demands, commands and it feels like he's choking me to death. Does his heart still beat? My goodness. All my life I've been doing my best to stand on my own. And now he's troubling me with huge amount of bucks. I am not rich. What do he thinks of me? Do I cry money? Do I make money? As if I could pick it up on the way. I involuntarily sing when the song started to play in the cab. I'm heading to Niko's house as agreed.
"I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing. Just prayed to a God that I don't believe in. 'Cause I got time while she got freedom. 'Cause when a heart breaks, no, it don't break even"
It looks like the song is made for me. I saw the driver glanced at me. Do your job fck. Just ignore me.
"Her best days were some of my worst. She fin..ally met a man that's gon..na put her first While I'm wide awake she's no trouble slee..ping. 'Cause when a heart breaks no it don't break even... even... no"
My tears are running down free. I stopped singing but the song still plays. I wiped my tears, and doing it repeatedly.
What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you? And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up and you're OK? I'm falling to pieces, yeah, I'm falling to pieces...
I cried as if I couldn't breathe, as shit as me. I don't want to cry but I couldn't stop. The cab stops and still I couldn't gather my strength to halt this thing. The driver didn't bother to approach me. He felt my pain. The song isn't playing anymore. He turned it off. My emotions suddenly calmed down. My palms on my face, I breathe heavily, again and again. Calming myself down.
After gathering all of my courage, I paid and stood up as if nothing happens. I walked slowly in the rich man's property and touched up.
"Hey?", I heard someone calling behind my back. I didn't bother to pay attention to whoever was calling me.
"Hey Trish? Ignoring me?", I felt his pace approaching me.
"Ahh Jeff, It's you. I'm sorry I thought you were just another stranger. Hi.", I replied and glanced at him. I can't look straight into his passionate eyes he might see through me.
"I'm surprised. What are you doing here?", his mouth moved but words are not uttered. Obviously men you looked surprised.
"Well, I'm home.", I shrug at once and smiled.
"Huh? What do you mean?", he asked while he opens the door. He guide me to go first and uttered my gratitude.
"I mean I'm back.", my eyes keeps on searching for someone.
"What?", he still don't get it. Pathetic.
"Obviously son, your pretty little sister is going back.", My system flushes and electrified when I heard his voice but still searching where it came.
"Seriously? You accepted it?", I guess he's looking at me with a serious face. But I don't even have a time to face him.
"Who cares.", I speak frankly.
"Son, why are you still here?", the voice behind felt arousing. My imaginations are getting wilder. As I turn around man in a hot plain white v-neck and tight jeans makes my muscle giggled.
"I forgot something.", Both of them are conversing and I'm still reaching my voice. I need a word. "Excuse me, I have to get it. I'll be late if I stayed long. "
"You okay?", Niko asked me as I stare at him. I want to hug him, I want to tell him everything.
"Yeah.", I still have my composure.
"Would you like to go upstairs?", he asked and pinched my nose.
"Ouch. That hurts.", I slapped his hands and he chuckles.
"Oh, you guys are still here. I have to go dad, Trish." Jeff speak as he walk off down the stairs. "Trish, take care. I love you.", he whispered. His messy sleeves and his sweat matched him perfectly leaving his scents makes me want to stay under his neck with his arms wrapped around me. Am I dreaming? Two man at a time. Incest but not literally.
"Bye.", I said in between of my dreams. I watched him as he closes the door.
"Now this night is ours", his lip bit my ear. Niko hugged from the back.
"It looks so lively hun, guess I have to calm it down.", I joked.When I felt 'his' at the middle of my thighs.
to be continued.......
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Lust with my Father
عاطفيةThat time I was weak, in need of sexual desire. How come I end up sleeping with this man? It's hard to accept that I love him, more than of what you think. -lRedredRed