VB: Under Construction

VB: Chapter 6 Part 1 |

Previously on Violated Body:

Drew's  dad died from a car accident and caused his mom to have a breakdown

Ace also has a breakdown from talking about her dad, and we are continuing where we left off...

Ace's POV

I hate how I ran off like that but I just hate talking about my dad. He abandoned me after everything we've done together! He just thinks he's a good father for taking care of me for only a few years and thought, "Well I guess my job is done!" He makes me so angry!! I hate this world, I hate everyone!

My mom came into the room just then. "Honey you shouldn't have left like that, it was rude of you to do so."

"I'm sorry Ma, but I'm just really not in the mood to talk to anyone right now."

"You sure about that Ace?"

"No Ma, I'm crazy and I'm mad, and angry at this world!"

"Oh Ace, Listen to me, I know you're-"

"No, No, No, No! I want to be alone! You've left me alone all the time right? So continue to do that! Don't act like a real mother now! I hate you! I hate all of you!" I was bawling my eyes out, and I looked bloodshot. I felt hot and I was burning up.

"Ace, I know you don't mean that come here right now." She pointed to where she was standing.

"I said I HATE YOU!!!!"

My Ma grabbed me and she started to hold me and hug me tight that I couldn't feel anything. I felt so loved by that hug, it felt like there was some type of wall was broken. I felt better.

-The Next Day-

Drew's POV

Last Night was crazy, but this Saturday Night is what I'm looking forward to. I've got fake i.d's for both Ace and I, so I'm just going to see if she's really going for sure.

I knock on the guestroom door.

"Oh, hey Drew", she says.

"Hey, so are you getting ready for tonight?"

"Uhh, about that, I don't think I can go."

"Why not? I was really looking forward to you coming!"

"I was, but I don't have anything to wear, and I don't think I would fit in, cause you know, I don't have a BODY."

"You don't need to have a body, and my mom has some dresses she's been keeping since she was in Highschool. It's creepy I know, but it looks really good."

"Uhh I don't know..."

"Yeah, Come on please! I already have the fake i.d. so it's the least you could do since I offered this guestroom to you."

"Oh, so that's why you offered me a home? Nice." She was about to close the door until I blocked my hand with it.

"No that's not what I meant. I ust want you to come please!!"

"Ughh okay fine, But you gotta help me fine what I need."

"Alright, whatever I have to do!"

"Why do you seem so happy about this? I'm not excited about this as you are."

"Well, this a time where we can do something fun you know, I just want us to get to know each other better."

"Umm, alright hold on let me just get myself together."

"Or you can just come right now, it's no problem"

"Oh okay then." She got herself out of the room and followed me towards my mother's dressing room.

"Whoa, this place is like a mall. Why the hell she got a room like this?"

"Like I said, she likes to keep her old clothes."

"Oh wow that's crazy." She looked amazed at all the clothes shown, she looked at every single one of them trying to find out what's best for her. But I picked out something that will go great for her. I opened up the gold closet and showed her the dress.

"WOW, that's beautiful."

"Yeah I think this is the one", I said. It was a short blue shoulder dress with shiny lines on it. (Picture is up)

"You're right. It is."

"I'll put this on for the club I guess."

"You wanna go get some Starbucks?"

"Ehh, okay I guess before we go that'll be alright."

We went out for some Starbucks and talked a little more about ourselves.

"So, what do you like about my house?"

"Your house is pretty cool, I guess, never lived ina house so huge before."

"Yeah, well welcome to my rich life," I said sarcastically.

"Why'd you say it like that?"

"The only reason why we're this rich is because of my dad."

"So wait you're mom doesn't have a job?"

"Nope, unfortunately."

"why not?"

"Well, It's a long story but I'll tell you. My Mother was a drug addict when she was younger, she did drugs a lot. When she met my dad, she hated him, she thought that he was just a guy who's just around you know. My dad was player, he'd get all of the girls he wanted, but he chose my mom. he tried helping her out on the drugs, but she didn't want any. So my dad forced her to go to rehab, and that made them get closer to each other, and they eventually had sex, because I guess they really got close, and after he helped her all the time with everything, she was so thankful for everyhting he had done.  But then she announced that she was pregnant. With his baby. But he never denied her. He wanted to take care of his child.

"That was you wasn't it?", she implied.

"Yeah, it was. That's where I got the multicolored eyes from, my mother from her drugs you know. But anyway, As the months went on, My dad proposed to my mother and she said yes, and they got married and he did a lot of things with my mother."

"How'd he have time to spend with your mom but not you?"

"I don't know, it's like he was trying to avoid me, like I never was supposed to exist, like he just wanted to be like a good father for a moment then just act lik he never had a son.

"So what happened between you and your dad?"

"Well, he became a lawyer, got more into his work, never spent anytime with me, and he would ALWAYS spend time with my mother if he had some time. I don't even think he cared about me. He just bought me things cause he's rich, and it would make me look like I come from such a great family. But it's not. I was ignored all the time, even by my mom."

"Wow, your life is just like mine, but mine is worse.

"Really? Tell me about it."

"I'm not really comfortable in telling people about myself."

Well, we should probably get ready right now, It's starting to get late. You can tell me your story anytime you'd like to okay?"

"Alright thanks. You're a good friend Drew you know that?"

"Aww Thank You! Hahah"

"Don't take that too seriously though."

Oh, okay well let's get ready for this party alright!"

"Okay let's get going!" We both got are things together and I drove back home to get ready for the club. Ace went to the dressing room to put the dress on while I tried putting on my finest clothing.

Drew was wearing: (http://www.swag-clothing.com/boy-london-swag-clothing/  ) --- and he had some jeans on (obviously)

I had to admit I was pretty fly. But when I saw Ace come out of that room, she looked---