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Chapter Ten.

ALLIE ROSE

The moment I told Jimmy that I did miss him, I knew I was speaking the truth. I did miss him, because in my crazy life right now he seems the only thing that makes sense.

However something he does confuse me.

The way his hips where moving against me would make any girl go crazy and want him, need him. The relationship that we have wouldn't exactly be normal but there was something. I might have started to develop these... feelings for him but I know it would not going any further. He feels nothing for me, all he sees it a sixteen year old girl, someone to easily fuck when you want to.

But he knows what buttons to press when it comes to me, he knows where to touch me and grind up against me to get me... turned on. Big time. His body pushed up against mine, our hot heavy breathe moving as one. Digging my nails into his shoulders and keeping my legs wrapped around his waist, making sure I dont fall but I trust him not to drop me, seen as his hands are on my ass.

Suddenly he pulls away from me too soon, too quickly.

I look at him with shock writen on my face. Was that it? A... a little tease? No, I need him.

Is it strange that I find his accent a turn on now?

I'm watching him leave, I feel like my feet have been glued to the ground and Im not going anywhere. How can he leave me like this? So turned on, so horny. Oh he's going to pay for this. Big time.

Once I cant see him any longer my feet begin to move like any other human beings. I wish he didn't make me feel these things inside me. I wish I could stuff them away into some old box and shove it into the back of my mind and let is get old and dusty but I can't. There's no more room left in my head for that. Too many boxes and skeletons taking up the room.

I manage to finally get my legs moving again, making my way out of the dark, cold alley way and start making my way home again. Let's hope I dont have anyone else interrupt me.

Just as I was making my way around the last corner to get home I notice someone stood in between my house and the neighbours house. He looks... familiar. His hair is blond, like mine, flopping over his eyes, in need of a hair cut. Piercing brown eyes, his skin is a soft tan and smooth. About the same height as me but is quite skinny. Then it suddenly hits me. He... that's... Joey. Or at least someone that looks like my twin.

"J-Joey...?" I call out his name hoping for a response, but I know it's impossible. He isn't alive because I was there the day he died, I saw it with my own eyes!

I squeeze my eyes closed and shake my head vigorously, shaking away the images I just saw. Once I open my eyes. He's gone. It's just my mind playing tricks on me.

This time I decided to move a lot faster towards my house. Swing the door open and then slam it shut, leaning back against it and letting out the breathe I was holding.

"Where have you been Allison?!" The sharp, snappy voice of my mother brings me straight back to reality.

"Hello Mother.." I say with a heavy sigh. Here we go...

"You didn't answer my question Allison. Where have you been?" My mom says a little louder.

That's when I realise that my dad's home. My mom only does this and talks a lot louder when my dad's home. She knows I get scared of my dad when he gets angry. He shouts, slams things, accuses people of stupid things, says some things that can really become personal and hurt. Really hurt.

"I'm sorry Mother. I went out. I needed some fresh air." Looking down at the floor, shifting from one foot to the other.

"Who were you with? Some boy?"