No More Hellion... For Now

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Oh my gosh! I actually updated. GO ME!!! Anyways I'm so so so very sorry for being so inactive. I had extremely bad writer's block but now I'm back and I'm gonna try and finish this story as qucikly as possible to make up for my horrible lack of posting. Thanks for being so patient my lovelies! Love your lazy author, Della 💙

When I finally left the hospital a week later, I had a million bottles of pain killers, depression, and anxiety meds, and to make it so much better, I have to go see a therapist for a while. Yay me.

Since I was still really pissed at Daire and didn't want to see the Hellion, I decided not to stay at the house for a while. J offered to let me stay with her since Dad hadn't gotten settled yet and I happily agreed.

All I had to do now was go get all my stuff from the house without any incidents.

With all the fucktards that live in that house, I kinda doubted I would make it out without blowing up on everyone. Thankfully, J was coming with me so maybe it wouldn't be so bad.

J drove me in her car since it had more room for my stuff, and once we get there, we run straight up to my room without bumping into anyone else. J helps me pack up my clothes and other essentials and we quickly get all of my things ready.

We head back downstairs with the first load of stuff when disaster strikes. I run into my mother.

J looks over at me with wide eyes, silently asking me what she needs to do. I wave her on outside so she won't have to deal with this bitch.

"Well, well. If it isn't my attention whore of a daughter. Where do you think you're going?"

Sighing, I reply trying to stay calm, "I'm staying at a friend's for a while."

She tries to say more, but I push past her outside where J is waiting with a worried look on her face. I smile reassuringly and load my stuff in her car.

"One more trip and we're out of here." I mumble to myself.

J hesitantly takes my hand. Looking at her in shock, I see her face turned to the ground her face almost as red as her hair.

I laugh at her and give her hand a squeeze. J smiles back and we head inside ignoring my bitch of a mom's attempts to get my attention.

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When we finally finish putting all of my stuff into J's room, she drags me downstairs.

"J, where are we going?" I whine not really wanting to leave her room.

"Well, if you're gonna be staying with me you should probably meet my family. I'm not quite sure what they'd do if they just saw you randomly walking around their house all the time." She giggles.

I laugh with her as she leads me down to the living room. J takes my hand when we get there and we sit down in an empty love seat. Nervously, I glance around the room. I recognize her mom because I met her the other day, and there's a man who has the same bright red hair as J, and another guy who looks to be about a few years older than me.

"Guys, this is Bethany. She's gonna be staying with us until her dad moves into their new house. Beth thats my mom, Amelia, my dad, Gale, and my older brother, Killian."

"Nice to meet you all. Thanks for letting me stay with you."

They all smile and make small talk, but my attention is on J more than them.

I allow myself to take in all her beautiful features. Her striking apple green eyes. Cute freckles splattered all over her face and arms. And her beautiful long red hair falling in long waves down to the small of her back. She was so fucking perfect. It was unreal how gorgeous she was.

Eventually we leave the living room, and go back to her bedroom. I immediately plop down on her bed, and she lays next to me, with her head in my lap.

"I'm glad you're staying with me. I really like you, Beth." J whispers softly.

"I like you too, my red-headed beauty."

J blushes a dark crimson at that, and I just laugh. I love how easily flustered she got. We stayed that way for a while just talking, and me flirting a lot.

I started to grow extremely uncomfortable when I finally realized I had forgotten to take my jacket off. My wings had been crammed inside my jacket all day and they were starting to grow sore.

Despite how uncomfortable I was becoming, I didn't want to move. J was half-asleep on my lap. I sighed a bit, "J? I gotta move. My wings are cramping up."

J sits up her face blood red. I smile wickedly, "Whatcha thinking about, J?"

J blushes harder and begins stuttering, "I-I was just thinking t-that maybe I c-c-could help you."

I nod deciding not to torture her anymore, and she moves behind me. Shaking, I unzip my jacket, and J pulls it off of me.

J's hands move across my wings as she helps them stretch out. Because my wings are extremely sensitive to touch, I let out a pleasure filled moan. J doesn't stop though. After she helps stretch them out, J runs her hands across my ruffled feathers smoothing them out. I bite my lip as she just barely grazed past a sweet spot. Once she's done smoothing them out, she moves her hands all around them. I wasn't sure what she was doing, but I let out a really loud moan when she reached my most sensitive spot. J mumbled something I couldn't hear, and began rubbing around it in circles.

"J-Jeannie! Ss-stop!" I feel J pull her warm hands from my wings, and let out a sigh of both relief and disappointment. If J had continued what she was doing, I probably would have done something that would've made J regret our friendship very much.

J moved back in front of me, her face extremely red and with a slightly embarrassed look on her face. "I'm sorry, I-I didn't realize your wings ww-were so.... um, sensitive."

Looking at J's perfectly formed pink lips I want nothing more than to lean forward and cover them with my own.

Closing my eyes for a moment, I shake my head in response to her, when all of a sudden I feel J's mouth crash on top of mine.

My eyes jerk open in suprise, but they fall shut again as I feel her hands slide into my hair. Moving my own hands down to her sides, I moan as she tugs at the roots of my hair.

J pulls away at the sound and we're both left breathless and looks of shock plastered to our faces. J blushes again and runs out of the room.

I sigh in confusion and also amazement. Who knew a girl so sweet and innocent could kiss like that?

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