Goth Queen||Lil Peep

Chapter 17: Behind You

Smut
Wednesday
October 9 2015
4:17 PM
Jaden's POV

"Boo, you ok?" Gus asked.

"Yea, I think so. Just have a slight concussion." I held my head.

"It's ok. I'll get you out of here and get his ass in jail." He smiled slightly.

"Gus, no. We can't. He provides for me and cares for me. It's my fault, I'm not grateful. I argue to much." I sighed.

"That's what he wants you to think. He brainwashed you to believe that!" He raised his voice and helped me up.

"No Gus. Please. Peepers, if you love me you won't. Come on. All those great nights we had. I don't wanna hurt you. Just leave it be." I begged and cried even harder.

"I... I'm sorry." He sighed.

"PEEP! BEHIND YOU!" I screamed. He moved as my dad was about to stab him. Gus backed away slowly. But I ran into the kitchen and grabbed a plate. I smashed it on my dad's head, making him fall and be unconscious. It took a minute for us to collect what was happening. My dad looked knocked out for the most part. We just sat there in shock of what just happened. "Maybe we should call the cops. But I need to grab my shit. Wait in the car for me, peep."

"What if he wakes up?" He asked.

"Why would he wake up? He seems out. I literally smash a plate on his head not even a full minute ago. He's out, trust me." I sighed. He went to his car and I packed everything. It still took a while to process what just happened. But you can't blame me. My best friend/only friend/bestie almost got stabbed by my own dad! I packed everything I had in two suitcases. Most of it was clothes. When I was walked out, I felt something cut my leg. "Shit!"

"Get back here!" My dad yelled. I kicked him in his head and ran into the car. He ran out after me with the knife and tried to get in the car.

"GUS!! DRIVE! FUCKING DRIVE, PEEP!" I screamed as we drove away.

"That was scary but kinda fun." He chuckled.

"Fun? That was anything but fun!" I tried to catch my breath.

"Eh. You gotta admit it was a little fun." He smiled and rubbed my leg but I slapped his hand away.

"No it wasn't! We almost died. God, Gus! What the hell is wrong with you? I swear. Don't even touch me." I looked out the window and avoided eye contact.

"Come on, Jade. I was joking. I'm sorry. I just-"

"It wasn't a very funny joke!" I yelled.

"Jaden Lindsey Rose. Please calm down. I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have made that joke. I'll stop. But later tonight in bed, I won't stop until you cum." He winked.

"You can't make me feel better with sex, Gus!" I calmed down a bit.

"Really? Wanna bet?" He asked while smirking.

"No, because I'm gonna win that bet anyways so there is no use in even-" I was cut off by him putting one hand in my pants and the other on the steering wheel. He started to finger me while we were drive. "Gus, that won't work because - oh shit!"

"Can't make you feel better, you say?" He chuckled.

"Peep! Faster!" I grabbed onto the car handle for dear life.

"God, your moans make me hard." He smirked.

"Gus!! I'm gonna cum!" I yelled as I did. "Shit, man."

"What's wrong? You enjoyed it? Cause you came all over my fingers." He licked it off. "Yum. Tastes like cake, boo."

"I'm so wet." I smiled.

"Maybe when we get home, I'll give you my d, boo." He smiled really big. I could see his errection through his pants.