Hard and Slow

Prologue

“Get out!! This is my bed!!” I shouted at the man lying on a single-sized bed.

“It’s not yours, but I’m willing to share it with you." Tyler responded. This guy is really getting in to my nerves! Ugh!!! He seems really drunk.

"I don't share beds, nor bedrooms. Now get out!!" and I pushed him on til he hit the floor.

"Aahhrrgg!! God that hurts!!!" Tyler growned.

"Ha!" I let out a sarcastic laugh.

"Fine, the bed is yours!" Tyler exclaimed while he's trying to get on his feet. He then walked to the end of the bed. He is now looking down at me. It feels awkward. But I ignored him. 

The bed seems very comfortable. A single pillow and a duvet. I tuck my self in. I'm about to close my eyes when I felt Tyler pulling the duvet and threw it on the floor.

"Tyler?! What the hell?!" i'm not that drunk but a lil' dizzy. I need some sleep for God's sake!

"I said, the bed's yours. BUT YOU'RE MINE."

Before I could react, Tyler dove on top of me, gave me a long, slow and gentle kiss.

Hi, my name is Alexandria Nichole Chua. But my friends call me Alex. Well, actually, my 'former' friends. They're not my friends, not anymore. Coz i'm about to leave town and live with my father's. Mom and Dad separated when I was three. Now i'm seventeen and and feels very awkward to live with a stranger. Yeah, he's my dad but it feels like being with a stranger being with him on the same roof. 

Why i'm here? Mom and I didn't get along and it resulted to frequent fights until she decided to send me to dad's. Kinda harsh isn't she? But I love her the way she is. 

A big room. Pink wall decors. And a queen-size bed? Ha! I'm beginning to love this place!

As I was unpacking my things, putting my dresses into my wardrobes, I heard a faint knock on the door. Since Dad and I are alone in this house, I knew who that is.

"Yes Dad?" I asked without opening the door.

"Open up sweetie, we need to talk." he sounds calm and serious. I stood up and went straight to the door and opened it. Dad went in and sat on the couch next to the door. I closed the door and sat on my messy bed.

"I see you've unpacked?" Dad seems to be happy to see me here with him.

"Indeed, I am,Dad. I love my room by the way. Thank you." I smiled sweetly. 

"Yah, I took some designer in so that you'll enjoy hanging around here instead of goin' out, do you know what I mean?" Dad chuckled.

"Yeah yeah, I'll be good, swear." I raised my right hand.

"Uhuh, and promise me one more thing." said Dad. 

"What is it?" 

"You're going to attend classes, no skipping." Dad said seriously.

"Yah, I promise. Soooo ... when do I start?" I asked him.

"tomorrow."