Dirty
Loreen struggles with life, like most teenagers. But unlike a lot of other teenagers, her father is abusive, sexually and physically. It really gets to Loreen but it isn't like she can do anything about it, she has no other family except for...
Ivy and talk for a little bit. She tells me that she got done unpacking her room and all she has to do is organize everything. We turn on the T.V. and start watching Supernatural.
After a while, Ethan comes in and hands me a plate containing scrambled eggs, 2 pieces of well-done bacon, a sausage link, and some toast. He hands another plate to Ivy and goes back into the kitchen coming back out with a plate for himself.
"Thank you, Ethan," I say to him. He sits next to me and gives me a kiss on my cheek.
"Eww. Take it somewhere else," Ivy says, laughing. It must be a little awkward for her to be here being as she was with Ethan and the only reason Ivy and I know each other was because of Ethan and her being together.
"So--uhm--Ethan. Gray seemed angry this morning. He said that he was going over to Alex's and he would be back later," I tell him
"What was he mad about?" he asks me.
"I don't know. He told me to not worry about it, then left. He didn't say anything more," I say.
"Oh, okay," Ethan says. We eat our food and watch the rest of the episode.
After a while, Ivy's phone chimes. She picks it up and reads the text she got.
She smiles and then says "Uh, guys. I gotta go, but I will be back later to talk to you, Lor," she says pointing to me. She picks up her things and walks out the door. I hear her car start then drive away.
I get up and grab my empty plate and Ethan's empty plate. I take them to the kitchen. No one has done the dishes so I decide to do them. I start filling the sink up with hot, soapy water and scrub the dirty dishes.
After I get about half way through, Ethan comes in. He starts to dry them and put them up. He soon catches up to me so he is waiting for me to finish the dish I am on.
He sets the towel down and hops up on the counter. He leans down to the side and presses a kiss to my lips. I kiss him back and drop the dish in the sink. It doesn't break. He pulls me over to him and sits up straight. He hops down from the counter and picks me up to put me there. I let him.
Once I am sitting on the counter, I wrap my legs around his torso and push him closer to me with my legs. He moves his head down and sucks on my skin. I breathe out and then in, trying to contain my moans. He moves down to my boobs and gives me hickeys there.
He pulls back and says "You wash slowly. My turn. You dry." He pulls away from me and starts to wash the dishes.
"Fucking tease," I murmur. He catches what I said, though, and smiles.
"Nope. I am not a tease. You are just going to have to be patient,"
He continues to wash as I dry and we are soon done. I look at the time.
5:47 pm.
Dang. The time has just flown by today. I look at Ethan and he looks at me. I walk into the front room and sit on the couch.
He sits next to me, putting his hand on my thigh.
"Should we start worrying about Gray, anytime soon?" I ask.
"Nah. Grayson does this sometimes. He has his mood swings and leaves for a day or two. He will come back," Ethan says.
"Oh, okay. I just wondering," I say.
"Let's talk," he says.
"Okay? What about?" I ask.
"What are your dreams?" he asks me.
I think. "I haven't ever really thought about it. I had always just thought about escaping my father, you know, getting away from him. I never thought about what I wanted for a career. I didn't care what people thought of me and I never expected anyone would ever like me, let alone love me, but I got lucky and now I have you. I just want to look forward to the days we have together, hopefully forever," I finish.
"You are so perfect to me," he says to me.
"What about you, Ethan. What are your dreams?" I ask.
"Well I was going to say a career, but now I could care less. My dream is to live with you. To die with you. To always be there when you need me because Loreen, you stole my heart. You stole it away from me and I just love you so much," he say. "As long as I am with you, it doesn't matter."
My eyes are all watery and I smile at him.
"I love you," I whisper.
"I love you more," he says back.
"Not possible," I say.
We just sit there staring at each other for a while.
"So . . . Kids? What about them. Do you want any?" he asks.
"When the time is right, yes," I say. Again, I have never really thought about it, but it is a given. My body was meant to have children so I wish to bear them.
"How many?" he says, starting to play with my hair.
"As many as God will give me," I tell him. He drops my hair and puts my face in his hands.
"Then let's practice," he says, leaning in to kiss me. Our lips touch and a shiver goes down my spine. My stomach flutters and I love it. He lays me back on the couch and slides in between my legs, kissing me. My hands reach around his body and tug on his shirt.
Then, the front door opens and Grayson walks in, obviously drunk.
I sit up quickly and so does Ethan. We pull apart.
"Oh my FUCKING GOD! Do you guys ever fucking stop?!" Gray says slurring his words. "I'm sorry. You guys are amazing and I love you," he says.
Ethan stand up to go help him to Gray's room, but Grayson stops him.
"Wait--I have something to say," Grayson says.
*Quick lil note*
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