Chrissy has to decide between good and evil. Whether she wants to go with her blue prince or bad boy. Whether she wants to live the beautiful future she always dreamed of or live a life full of chaos and adrenaline.
Thomas Sangster; Such a sweet.
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*WARNING: RATED R. REALLY DETAILED CONTENT. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. I'll leave a large line of stars in the story. You can begin reading as if it's a normal chapter but once you see the stars, you can skip the paragraphs until you see the next line of stars in where you can start reading again. That's only if you want to skip the RR scene. *
I was currently taking a quick shower and scrubbing off all the mud and blood stains I had on my skin.
My parents were home now but didn't let me out of my room while the workers were here. Well, as remembered, my principle sent workers today so "solve this case." It's about 7:40 pm and the sun was about to set in a couple of minutes.
I couldn't stop thinking about the events from earlier. How Thomas kissed me with his hot and soft lips. How those wet kisses traveled down my jaw line making my body shudder and bringing some strange feeling at my lower stomach. This unknown feeling made want him more at that moment. Wanted his body pressed against mine, bringing warmth under the sheets for the night. I needed him. I need him.
Suddenly, I felt that strange feeling once again at my lower stomach. Placing the soap on its basket, I stood still feeling that pulsing feeling between my legs. It felt... Good. I placed a hand on my stomach as the pulsing started to go at a faster rhythm making me let out a low moan. I slid my hand a bit lower but quickly moved it away once I heard a knocking on my restroom door.
"I want you in the living room in 5." Father said before leaving.
The feeling was gone. I sighed.
Getting out of the shower, I changed into black lingerie...
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With a big dark blue shirt and some white shorts. I wore black long knee socks and my white slippers. Wrapping my hair with a towel, I walked out of my room and to the living room.
Father was waiting for me on the couch with mother sitting on his lap, playing with the collar of his shirt.
"We had a talk with your principle and his people. Me and your Mother will be out for a while since they somehow think we abuse you." And you don't? Father said as he seemed to laugh at their conclusion. "You know, we don't want more problems with the school nor anything therefore we'll be out for quite a while. We'll be going to Oregon for two weeks and Thomas has gladly taking the offer of taking care of you. He will be out to work for a while too but you'll be in school so it's no waste of time." Father patted Mother's leg making her stand up following by him.
"Please don't disturb Thomas' too much, okay?"Mother said walking up to me and placing a hand on my shoulder. What the heck? Why are they talking to me so nicely? Are there cameras?
"Uh I..." I couldn't manage to say anything at the moment.
"She won't Mrs. Johnson." I hear Thomas' voice say from the other side of the room. I turn around and see him sitting on the kitchen stool by the kitchen bar that is connected to the living room. Was he sitting there the whole time?
