The Trouble With Love Is You

Chapter Eighteen- The Trouble With Love Is You

I’d completely forgotten about prom. It had slipped right out of my mind with everything going on. I wanted to run, but I didn’t. I stormed up to him whacking him in the chest.

“Couldn’t you have just asked like a normal person instead of in front of everyone?” I hissed before giving him a hug.

I pulled away but he grabbed my arm and smirked, “embarrassed?”

“Jerk,” I mumbled into his chest ignoring the immature wolf whistles.

Someone grabbed my ass. I thought it was Trey being annoying but his murderously angry face told otherwise. I turned around to see a cocky guy from the other team.

“Hey babe,” he smirked.

He never saw the punch coming for his perfect nose. It crunched satisfyingly while I smiled sweetly. “Don’t touch what isn’t yours.”

He sneered at me through the blood, “Stupid bitch, you broke my fucking nose.”

I flipped him off, “good, I’ll disenable you from having children next if you don’t get out of my face.”

His teammates were hovering around and it was probably a huge blow to his ego and social ranks as he slunk off.

“That was hot,” Trey whispered in my ear.

“I know,” I gave him a smug smile, kissed him on the cheek and danced out of the way of his grabbing arms.

*

It was a snap decision to go and see my dad. I’d received a call saying I could visit him. I hadn’t told Trey yet though so I jumped in the car.

He’d shaven since I last saw him and his smile reached his eyes. “Hey kiddo, did you miss your old man?”

And just like before, I hugged him tight like a little girl. “Am I ever going to finally live with you again?” I said breathlessly.

Daddy chuckled, “they have to get the papers done first Jo.”

“They should hurry up then,” I whined. “Trey and Nathan are such a bum to live with.”

“So who’s this Trey and Nathan?” He asked raising an eyebrow teasingly, “your boyfriends?”

I shook my head blushing, “Nathan’s my best friend, Trey is...” I trailed off struggling to find a better word than boyfriend.

“You boyfriend,” Dad finished grinning. “Was he the one that was here the other day?”

I pursed my lips and nodded.

“Well,” he dragged out the word. “He and I might need to have a little chat.”