Chapter 8
Copelands pov
We were still driving. I was getting call after call and so was brandon but we ignored them.
"It's my dad again!" I complained. I finally answered it. "hello?"
"Cope please come back. first you try and have sex with Brandon and now you ran with him. what is up with you!?"
I laughed. "how could you just send me away dad! do I not mean anything. do my feelings not count anymore. what's up with you. you have changed! I'm not a little girl! I'm done with this bullshit!"
"Copeland Quinn, do not talk to be with that language! I'm still your father here! I taught you better than this!"
"That's just it dad, you didn't teach me anything! your not my dad! you're more of a best friend than my dad! you act like such a friend when you should be acting like my dad! that's what changed about you!" I sighed "goodbye dad" I hung up and looked out the window.
"Are you okay? That didn't sound good" Brandon asked.
I nodded "yeah everything is fine! we ran away and took money from them! everything is just perfect!" I snapped. I didn't mean to.
The car came to a quick stop almost hitting a tree. "brandon!"
"Don't talk to me like that! you don't have to snap at me!"
I looked at him confused. "I- I'm sorry" I looked back out the window hearing him sigh.
"Thank you geez. I'm sorry too for snapping at you"
"It's my fault"
"Do you want to stop at a restraint or hotel or something?"
"I'm hungry and tired so both"
"Okay both it is" he smiled and grabbed my hand. I smiled at him but still felt depressed. I'm used to the fake smiles anyway.
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We ate at checkers and then headed to holiday inn. we got a suit on the top floor. tomorrow we are going to head to North Carolina and look for an apartment or house or somewhere by the ocean. right now we were in Texas so we will be driving for more than two or three days.
"Here it is" Brandon said pointing at the hotel room door.
"Cool" he unlocked it and we went in. "So what do we do now?" I asked turning around. he was already right in my face. I smiled and he kissed me. he picked me up and my legs wrapped around his waist. I grabbed his hair and started playing with it. I felt the bed underneath me. he broke the kiss and started going down my jaw and neck. I moaned and pulled him closer. if that's even possible!
He took off his shirt that showed his insane Abs. mouth watering!
"Are you sure?" he asked again and I laughed while nodding. I took off my shirt and sweat pants. he had list in his eyes when he saw me almost necked. he took off his pants and then his boxers. I blushed at his little guy. well it wasn't so little but still. He smiled and flipped me on top. I bent down and kissed him.
His hands slid up my back and unhooked my bra. it fell off of my body and I instantly covered up. "what's wrong?" he asked concerned.
"I don't know. I've never done this. I'm a little scared" I looked down.
"It's okay. I'll make it less painful" he touched my cheek lovingly. "I promise" he kissed my lips and rolled back on top. he slipped off my panties and positioned himself. "it's not too late though copeland. we can stop"
"No I want to do this" I wasn't so sure if I did but it's too late now cause as soon as I said it he jammed into making my squeal at the pain. I thought he said less painful.
"I'm sorry. it's going to hurt a little. if I did it slower it would of hurt worse so I did it fast" I understood. I nodded and my nails dug into his back. he kept thrusting in and out of me. soon the pain stopped and pleasure set in. I moaned, screamed and I probably left a bunch of scratch marks on his back and arms. it hurt a little but it felt so much better.
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The next morning I woke up sore as fuck. I hissed as I sat up. my lower stomach was killing me. "yeah you're going to hurt. I popped you last night, if you know what I mean"
"Yeah I know what you mean, in not stupid" I smiled. he walked over to me and kissed my cheek. "I love you"
"I love you too cope" he smiled and hugged me "get dressed we have to head out"
I got up and got dressed.
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We finally made it to North Carolina. it's been four days. four days of being on the road. I'm so tired. "okay stop here and let me get a home magazine" I nodded. I pulled over since I was driving and he got 3 magazines with house on the covers. we sat there looking through all of them until we found a perfect one. "I like this one" he said pointing. I agreed.
It was a cute two story brown house. three bedroom. two and a half bath. "Okay let's go"
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