One

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One

  His hands gripped my thighs as he pushed himself inside of me; roughly, painfully. I screamed, oh the delightful agony. His sharp nails dug into the pale skin of my thigh, adding pain to the ever building pleasure from deep within me. I squirmed, gripping at the sheets underneath me, writhing as something inside of me clenched and tightened.

“Louie!” Lena called from downstairs “Help me, please!”

I was jolted awake. My mother, Lena Blevins was calling me from downstairs. I was seated in front of my laptop, my head in my arms.

“Coming” I yelled back, closing the browser on my notebook, my researches about demons and devils were up to no end. “You called me?” I asked her, reaching the kitchen, she was setting up the table, talking on the phone and cooking at the same time. I rolled my eyes, “I got it,” I smiled, taking the plates and wooden spoon from her

‘Thank you’ she mouthed, and then to the phone, she said “Yes, yes, of course. I will…and, what about the arrangement for next week? No, I have a celebration to do that day, I can’t miss out on it…Postpone? Yes, if you are sure, sir”

Lena had brown hair, blue eyes, tanned skin and tiny, pinkish lips. To me, she was more beautiful than I was, but she waved me off when I mentioned it. We live with my older brother, Marcus Lloyd Blevins, he had dirty blonde hair, brown eyes and fair skin, he worked out often, therefore he had a firm body structure, and of course, my younger sister, Maria Leslie Blevins, she had blue eyes, brown colored curly hair that I adored so much and her fair colored skin.

I was two years younger than Lloyd and three years older than Leslie. We called our family “The L-quatro”, for Lena, Lloyd, Louie and Leslie. 

She turned to me “We are so celebrating your birthday next week!” she cheered “Mister Riverton postponed the events, meaning I get to hang out with you,” she poked my nose “your brother and your sister”

I chuckled a little, watching as she walked towards the stove, taking the wooden spoon from my hand, “What made him change his mind?” I said, placing the fourth plate on the table

“Oh, well, a certain innocent looking, gorgeous out of this earth little lady who is turning eighteen next week!” even with her back turned, I knew she was smirking

I rolled my eyes playfully, crossing my arms in front of me, “Mom,” I said, a smile in my voice

“Alright, well,” she turned to face me “he…said, that he… felt something beyond friendship with me” she said it so fast it was hard to catch “Nothing big”

Then it clicked, my eyes widened “Mister Riverton has feelings for my mom!” my smile reached the stars “Wow, you’ve had a crush on him forever, mom!”

She laughed, “See how things turn out? Just with time? You just have to give things time; everything will fall into place” with the way she said that, it felt as if there was a second meaning to it “So, how are you and Taylor?”

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