Genre: Teen Fiction
Description: 'I felt his breath on my neck. A tinging sensation shot throughout my body as he pressed me up against the wall.
"You know you want me, Hayley." He whispered into my ear, his voice sending shivers down my spine.
"Yeah, want you a-as in w-want you to get off of me, p-please." I replied, trying not to stutter but horrifically failing. A small grin crept its way onto his face, his perfect set of pearly whites almost showing, "Okay.." he said as he let go of his grip on my wrists and left the room, leaving me stunned.'
First Written: 2015
Last Written: Early 2016
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"Honey, I need to see you please!" My mom called from downstairs. I shot up off of my bed and ran down the hallway, down the steps, and into the kitchen to where I found my mother sitting at the breakfast bar, a cup of what smelled like freshly made coffee in hand. I walked over to the bar took a seat opposite her and prepared for what she had to say.
"Baby, I know this might seem a little strange, but I have been seeing a man called Branden Reed for the past few months now and he said he wanted to take our relationship to the next level by asking me to move in with him. I said it would be best for you to decide if you were ready so we are going to dinner with him and his son in half and hour so you can meet him and interrogate him as much as you want, as long as you say yes." It was like my whole body was frozen in place and I couldn't speak. I couldn't form any words. My mouth just opened and closed like a fish. I don't want a new brother! I don't want a little seven year old running around and putting on my make-up wearing my clothes! "Why wouldn't you just tell me sooner? I mean, I would've had time to think abo-"
"Hayley Claire Abeny. Go upstairs and pick something out to wear. We are going to a restaurant so get something nice, like a dress." I did as she told me too and went to my room to get my favorite dress out of my never ending closet. After what seemed like forever, I found it. It was a mint green strapless dress that stopped just above my knee. I absolutely adored this dress and it was the only one I would wear. It went perfectly with my green eyes and dark brown hair. I slipped it on then quickly brushed my hair before applying some make-up, but that doesn't mean I wear make-up all the time, only for special occasions. Twenty minutes later, I picked up my cream colored shoulder purse and shoved my phone, money and a few packets of gum into it. "Mom! I'm ready!" I shouted as I made my way down the stairs and outside to the car, chewing a piece of Extra's gum.
We finally got to the restaurant, and let me tell you, it was as fancy as hell. The tables were covered in red sheets while a candle was lit and placed in the middle. My mom grabbed my hand and we walked over to the thingy to check in, "We have a reservation for 8:00, Abeny and..um..Reed?" My mom said to the waiter, looking at a small sheet of paper which she took out of her handbag.
"Ah, you must be Sarah and Hayley. Right this way." The waiter took us over to a four seated table where a man who looked like he was in his late thirtes sat and a- HOLY MOTHER OF PANCAKES! HE IS CUTE! A boy with a smirk on is face sat with his brown messy hair, warm hazel eyes and a sexy smirk on his perfect face. I almost choked on my own saliva if it wasn't for the man, who I guessed was Branden, greeted me with a smile, "Hello, you must be Hayley. I've heard all about you." I instantly saw him as a father, a nice one. Then I realised, mom said we were going to dinner with Branden and his son. That greek god was gonna be my brother? Why do I have to be the one with bad luck.
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My Old Stories
AléatoireWARNING: MATURE CONTENT A collection of not-so-good books that I un/didn't publish :)