The Step-Father

What's Hidden In The Dark...

          that night I went to bed so mad. that was the last time, I was done. I didn't want to see his face at all. if I saw him I would hit him on the face. but why was I waiting for him? ugh, I hated that I wanted him so bad. the clock went from 10pm to 12am. I was definitely done, I popped in my skullcandy ear phones and went to bed.

           I woke up to a small touch on my arm. I looked at the clock, 4:37am. I lied back down, and the small touch stopped. "what's wrong? I promised I'd make it up." he said in a whisper. " no, I'm tired of you starting something you can't finish. no one has time for you to be playing with emotions and shit." I replied in a sleepy voice.

         he let out a small exhale. "are you really going to start, OK, I got a call about Mr. Flashuy (Fla-shoe-y). he was one of my old workers. he took care of me and my brother when we where kids. I got a call saying he just came out of his there year coma." he said in a broken voice.

         I felt so horrible. "I...I'm...... I'm sorry, I didn't know. I thought it was a work thing." I said, but by the time I found his face in the dark I could feel him crying. I wasn't sure if they where tears of sadness of the situation, or joyfulness of the battle a good friend just won.

          I kissed his check and held him until the crying stopped. it was weird and a bad time, but the fact fact that he was man enough to cry in front of me turned me on. I looked at him and kissed him again, but this time on the lips. he looked at me with such passion that I just let the, moment take my body, and I felt him do so as well.

           he took of my shorts, as I unbuttoned his shirt. I took off my shirt, as he took off his pants. he leaned in to kiss me, and I felt goosebumps cover my body. " Shane," I managed to say through my emotions. "Yea?" he replied. "do you really want to do this? I mean for some reason I feel like I've always wanted to, but never thought about you. you know the whole thing about me being your step-daughter an all." I said as he looked at me through the darkness.

         "yes, I can't explain either but I've been wanting this for a long time." he replied while he held me. it felt right, but we knew it was wrong that was all I really needed. I needed him to know, well at this moment I didn't even know what I wanted him to know. just by him saying that made me feel somehow better.

           I looked up at him, his face was so serious. it was almost like he had something on his mind. I didn't feel like having sex anymore, shit! why is it ever time we get close, bullshit gets in the way. all hell, I can't deal with this. I lied my head on my pillow. he looked at me with a confused look.

            "what's wrong, what did I do now?" he asked. I shut my eyes and held them together tight. I took a deep breath and said " I think you should leave," I could tell that pissed him off. " wha.... what?"he said his voice became unrecognizable. "yes, all theses emotions, I been holding this in but..." I said, and then pulled the blanket over my head.

         "what, holding what! Tiana, say what the fuck is on your mind." he said yanking the blanket from over my head. "look, I definitely didn't like your tone, so you definitely need to get out." I snapped. "and the last time I checked this was my house, you are just renting. so I can leave whenever I damn well please." he snapped back.

         "you're right." I said. I got out of the bed and headed to the closet. I pulled out a pile of clothes and put them into a bag. he got out the bed once he saw me place the clothes in the bag. "what the fuck do you think you're doing?" he said. "I'm not renting anymore." I calmly said.

       I walked towards the bathroom to get some things and I heard a thump. I looked out and saw he threw all my things back in the closet. "what the fuck, have you lost your damn mind!" I said. "you know I can ask you the same damn thing."he replied.

      he walked towards me, and I tried to close the bathroom door on him but he came in before I could. he grabbed me by the arms, pulled me back in the room, and lifted me up. I could see the anger in his eyes. "tell me two things, one, what the fuck is wrong with you all of a sudden, and two, what where you holding back." he said threw the anger shooting up through his body.

        I just looked at him, and then he pushed me against the wall. but not real hard. I could tell he was mad, but not at the point where he would harm me. I took a deep breath, stood up straight, and said " Tristan, isn't, well, my mom lied to you about Tristan."