On The Run

8

I went upstairs and sat on Jackson's bed. I cleaned his dirty room for him then I turned on his Xbox and played Fortnite. I was playing for about an hour. It was almost 9 and I was really bored. Jackson was supposed to come back around 10. I heard the stairs creek and heard someone come down the hallway. I saw Adam appear and look towards me. He stopped for just a moment before turning into the room. He watched as I played Fortnite and didn't speak. Minutes passed and he eventually sat down next to me on the bed. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him eyeing me. I turned the game off and looked at him.

"Why are you looking at me." I said annoyed

He smirked and leaned in, he grabbed my face and pushed it towards his. Our lips were inches apart when he whispered, "I think it's funny. I know you want me, I know you feel the same way. You just don't want to admit it." With that he kissed me softly. I felt my heart drop. He quickly pulled away and walked to his room without turning back. I let out a sigh of relief. I stood up and walked to Adams door. I was about to grab the knob when I quickly turned and went downstairs to the laundry room. I could have done something really stupid but I didn't. I went into the laundry room and opened the dryer and grabbed my bathing suit I had put there the night before. I slipped on the black bikini and grabbed a towel from the closet. Before I went to the backyard I picked up some clothes from the hampers and put them in the washer. I made the room look clean. In my opinion I'm a neat freak everything needs to be spotless. As I was picking up some dirty clothes I heard the door open. I turned around expecting Adam but it was Jackson. I smiled widely as he came over to me and kissed me softly.

"How was work." I asked moving back and continued to clean the room.
"Oh it was alright. It was work."
"Sounds fun." I said turning around and pushing back his hair.

He smirked and kissed me roughly pushing me up against the wall. We made out for a few minutes and he pulled away.

"I'm gonna go to the store and pick up some groceries so I'll be back in a few, Okay?" He said opening up the door and walking out.
"Okay." I said kissing him on the cheek.

I grabbed my towel and walked to the kitchen and grabbed a Coke. I then went to the backyard. I walked over to the hot tub and climbed in. I looked up and watched the stars, just like I used to with my biological mother. Thinking about her didn't make me sad anymore, I kind of got over it these passed few weeks. Took me 10 years.

My mother was 23 when she gave birth to me, she put her own life before mine, most of the time. There is some good memories. Like going to the carnival, eating ice cream and watching the Bachelor, and laying out a blanket and watching the stars imagining a better life. My mother was very suicidal, she always was. When she came out as bisexual her dad started to hit her and would neglect her. She never really recovered from that. So she started to drink, then started smoking marijuana and that led up to ecstasy and speed. She would use that to take away the pain. When she had me however she tried to stop, but she couldn't. She constantly popped pills behind the wheel and would leave me alone for hours on end to fuck her drug dealers because she didn't have enough money. I'm glad though because I have my dad. Him and his wife Claire couldn't have kids so they adopted me when I was 5. We were all happy for a while, but Claire recently left him for reasons I don't know.