Mr. Oxendale

Part 3

OXENDALE P.O.V

I teased Shelly and then went all the way (written in Part 2 I'm not writing it again). After we were done and caught our breath I got up, put on my clothes and got to work. Shelly followed and put her clothes back on, sadly, and got to work helping me. Shelly was more than someone I lusted after, she was smart, beautiful, funny and caring. I realised that I loved her. I wanted her to be mine after she was out of high school. Shelly gave me one last kiss before she went to work on unpacking the living room. I didn't have much stuff but it was still enough to take a few hours. I finished unpacking for the bedroom and my bathroom. I was about to start unpacking the hall bathroom when I heard a crash downstairs.

"FUCK THAT HURT!" I heard Shelly yell and then Fiona started laughing. I rushed downstairs to the living room to see Shelly grabbing her foot and Fiona on the floor still laughing.

"What happened, are you ok?" I questioned, wondering what made Shelly hold her foot. She was hopping around while inspecting her foot.

"I think I might have broken my goddamn toe against your TV stand." She said still inspecting her foot.

"Sit down and let me look at it." I told her walking over to the couch. She sat down and I instantly saw the blood coming from her little toe.

"Shit, I'm so sorry Mr. Oxendale. I'll go clean up my blood." Shelly apologized, by this time Fiona had stopped laughing.

"No it's ok, let's get you to the hospital to get it checked out. Come on you two." I started helping Shelly up and led them to the garage to get my car. I helped Shelly into the front and Fiona hopped in the back.
I had a 5 Seconds of summer CD in the CD player and that's what started blasting thru my car speakers. I turned bright red but Fiona and Shelly started laughing, probably at me.

"Omg Mr. Oxendale, you like 5SOS?" Fiona questioned me from the back seat.

"Yeah.." I replied quietly.

"YASSS!" Shelly exclaimed, "We LOVE them!"

Well ok then. I did not expect that. Amnesia came on and Shelly looked out her window and started singing quietly. Fiona had been singing since she heard the first song come on. I tapped my fingers along to the song but stopped when I heard sniffling. I looked over and saw it was Shelly.

"Are you in pain, what's wrong Shelly?" I asked her wondering if her toe was causing a lot of pain.

"I'm not in pain. I've just had a rough day, that's all." She whispered, looking down at her lap.

"If you need to talk I'll listen." I told her honestly. I thought back to when I saw her get out of her car, that was probably why she was crying now. Whoever hurt her, I didn't like them. I had a feeling it was someone in her family because of the suitcase but I'm not going to make assumptions.

"Thank you." She replied looking at me, then quickly back down.

"Anytime."

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We arrived at the hospital and she filled out the papers quickly while keeping her foot elevated on the table. Me and Fiona talked quietly while Shelly did this and Fiona told me that Shelly's home life wasn't great. I nodded in understanding and looked over to Shelly. She just finished her forms and started to get up.

"You sit back down, I'll take those up." I commanded playfully. She turned around and started laughing. I stood up and stepped up to her. She tilted her head back to look at me and I stared down. She leaned in and handed me the papers.

"Yes Daddy." She whispered once she was close enough. Fiona was playing on her phone so she didn't hear us. I tensed up and looked back down at her. She was smirking, two can play at that game. I reached down and cupped her, she gasped and I smirked right back. I let go and walked to hand in the papers while she sat back down.
I walked up and gave the papers to the receptionist who gave me a flirty smile. I gave her a slight smile back and walked back to Shelly and Fiona. Fiona played with her phone and Shelly was angrily texting someone. She heaved a sigh as I sat down next to her and turned her phone off, putting it in her pocket.