K.I.S.S (Futanari) •

You Broke Your Promise

Hartley's P.O.V

Today was graduation day. I wasn't going to go. I didn't want and I don't think it would be any fun. So with that thought, I had closed back my eyes when I woke up at six thirty in the morning. But just as soon as I closed my eyes, a loud knock and a more louder, "I'm coming in!" had came through the house.

I opened my eyes back up and one more look towards my door which was open, I hurried to get off my bed and rush towards my bedroom door, ready to close it shut and lock but just my luck, I was too late because Richie rounded the corner and immediately pushed his hand against my door and entered his body into my room.

I sigh as I look at him, scrunching up my face at his graduation gown, "what? no likey?" he asks me while again looking down at his get up and I shake my head before heading out my own room and into my kitchen, making myself a cup of tea. I could hear his footsteps right behind me, "I've got a question and that question needs an answer, why haven't you gotten your graduation gown on?" he asks me and I turn around from making my tea,

"it's because I'm not going Richie" I tell him then mentally roll my eyes as he gasps like the drama queen he is. "What do you mean you ain't going Hart? Come on, this is graduation, this is li--"

"Richie, just stop, if it wasn't for your dad practically forcing you to go you wouldn't wanna go either" I interrupted him by saying this and he thought of my words for a few minutes before he too sighed as he then pulls out a chair for himself at the dining table and sits down on it.

"I guess you're right" he mumbles and I shake my head, turning back around as I pour the hot water in my cup that had already have a tea bag and a teaspoon of honey in it with a little bit of milk.

"But if I gotta be forced to go, I think you do too" he mumbles and without even thinking about it, my eyes widened as I felt him pick me up and there goes my nice cup of tea, all over the fudging floor and part of my wall.

I groan outloud, trying to get out of his grip,

"What the fudge Richie!" I groan in frustration also feeling the tea burn my skin, he immediately drops me and practically runs to the other side of the kitchen. "Whoa I didn't know you were making something hot that--"

"I'm going to go up in my room and change into my gown and when I get down here, this whole mess better be cleaned" were my last words as I grumpily made my way back to my room and I heard Richie say,

"wait, that actually worked? I thought that would piss her off and she would definitely not want to come" I shake my head at his words, mumbling out an "idiot" before I grabbed my gown that was hanging in my closet and went into my bathroom.

After my shower and after putting on the gown, I had taken a look at myself, watching my eyes were now a shade darker then it was a year or so ago. My hair had grown out a lot, it was now probably past my shoulders. I like putting it up in a bun.

But today I felt like letting it down. I dragged my hands up to my face as I slowly dragged it down my face, my eyes catching the ink on my ring finger on the right side of my hand. It was the initials of my mother. I had gotten the tattoo around two or so days ago. That was probably the only change that has happened during the months. The farm was going good, well kept, the cattle was well kept too, had to deliver so--

"Hart come on it's 7:30, graduation starts at 8" Richie interrupts my thoughts by saying this and that's when I grab my hat gown before walking out of the bathroom.

I grabbed my keys, wallet and phone, looking down at my phone and slightly smiling at the person who was smiling back at me. Taking in a deep breath I tuck my phone back in my pocket as Richie and I both make our ways out my house and into our own cars, telling each other that whoever got to where the graduation was being held first won and the loser had to eat dirt.