Bad Boy Cures My Nightmares

Chapter 7

A popcorn flew my way and I turned to look at Trent with annoyance in my eyes.

My eyes flashed over Michael who looked at Trent like he wanted to eat him alive.

The jealousy in his face was completely obvious.

"Aye beauty! From now on, you call me big daddy." he spoke laughing.

Carol must've noticed Michael because she gestured for me to just ignore him.

Flipping Trent off, I guess he didn't get it, he stood up and sucked on my finger.

I looked to disgust at him and stood shoving him. "you're sick!"

Carol scowled at Trent who grinned.

"You liked it baby doll." I scoffed "shut up Trent."

I headed out the door to the restroom with who I'm guessing was him following behind.

"Why so pissed?" he laughed as I scrubbed my finger with soap.

"You are so vulgar and disturbing. honestly go bother someone else."

I dried my hands and walked past him to my room shutting the door and locking it.

He stayed by the door for a while, and deciding a shower would do better since I felt completely violated, I grabbed a towel and opened the door ignoring Trent and going straight to the restroom shutting the door and turning the shower on.

Stripping down I showered off for thirty minutes thinking.

After wrapping the towel around me, I headed out the bathroom and into my room where Michael was laying asleep on the couch.

Going toward the couch, I placed a hand on his shoulder and shook it gently "Michael."

He opened his eyes looking me over and then looking around shutting his eyes tight then opening them again "yeah? What's wrong?"

I shook my head, my long dark hair falling over my shoulder down to my waist.

"You're asleep on the couch. You'll hurt your neck." I watched him yawn and sit up rubbing his face.

He looked to his bed for a while then down at the floor by my feet and up my legs, and the small bits of scars showing from the towel. Up to my waist, chest, and shoulders, to my cut up arms and then back up to my neck and face.

I starred with anger, he wasn't even hiding the fact he'd just starred at my every flaw.

"Right." he stood walking past me to his bed laying down and shutting his eyes.

Feeling self conscious I pulled on some clothes and sat on the bed.

"You do those on your own?" I looked to the boy, his eyes still shut.

"Some..." the rest where my mom, dad and Jessie.

Damn Jessie.

He hadn't said anything else after that.

It kinda bothered me.