Shoot Me Now

Oh hey Mr Mugger

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Chapter 8- Oh hey Mr Mugger  

“Shit shit shit shit!” I repeatedly said, jumping away from Ash in panic. We had completely forgotten about the outside world and the fact that my parents would be walking in any moment now. I had about ten seconds to get rid of any evidence that Ash and I had just been ripping each other’s clothes off a second ago.

I didn’t even want to think about what my parents would do if they found out. I might as well flush myself down the toilet. Jack would chop off his brothers balls and then send me off to a convent or something. Although after watching sister act, I’ve concluded that it would be pretty kick ass to be a nun. No… my parents wouldn’t be that kind. They would disown me throw me onto the streets. I WOULDN’T EVEN BE ABLE TO AFFORD OREOS.

During my minor panic attack, I hadn’t realised that I had been yanked towards somewhere and was shoved into a small dark room.

“Wha-”

I was cut off by Ash who shoved me against one of the walls and placed his hand over my mouth. I could barely make his face out but I could feel his body pushed up against me.

The muffled sounds of my mom and Jack moving around caused me to panic even more. They were going to find us, I just knew it. “My life is over,” I whispered loudly. I was in such a state that I almost didn’t realise Ash’s hand sliding over my bare torso…his tongue on my neck…

“Ash...stop…st-” those were the only words I could muster. I couldn’t help but arch my neck back to allow him better access to the deeply sensitive spot. His hand roamed around my body until it lay to rest on the small of my back. He suddenly pulled me off the wall and into his chest.

I could feel his eyes on me, despite how dark it was. “We shouldn’t be doing this,” I heard him whisper. It wasn’t very convincing considering his hands could not stop exploring my body; not to mention something hard pressing up against me…

I knew he was right. This was wrong. Some people might even call it incest, even though I had only just met Ash and he was not in the slightest bit related to me. I was trying my best to justify why I was feeling this way but I couldn’t. This was wrong on so many levels and if I was in my right mind I would walk away now; even though that option wasn’t really available considering my mom was literally outside.

I clearly wasn’t thinking straight as my arms wrapped around his neck, my eyes moving from his eyes to his lips. He grabbed my hips and pulled our bodies even closer together. I bit my lip in anticipation. Before I knew it, he lowered his head to my level and locked lips with me. I knotted my fingers in his hair, eagerly kissing him back.

It was wild, almost violent, the way our lips moved against each other’s, never parting. I was completely consumed in him, and all rational thought went out the window.

“Dotty come downstairs, I brought you fried chicken.”

If I was in a cartoon, this would be the moment where my ears would spring up. I pulled away from Ash but he didn’t seem to notice as his lips simply moved down to my neck. “Oi… Ash,” I muttered quietly. “Chicken.”

“What about it,” he mumbled as his lips continued to work on my neck.

“Mom’s got fried chicken!”

His lips still didn’t leave my skin. “I’ll buy you chicken tomorrow.”

Tomorrow… tomorrow! Did he really expect me to just wait one whole day for fried chicken? I thought he knew me better than that.