Oh great. Now to get pass by Joe.
"What did he want?" Joe asks.
"Nothing he just was telling me that Ms. Jefferson didn't get mad at me." I lie.
"Oh that bitch who always gives you a zero for showing late to class?" Joe asks.
"No, that's Mrs. Lopez (Spanish)."
"Oh well that's good."
Think Widow...
Joe sits down on the couch again.
Joe isn't the guy who you expect to be raping or hitting a girl. He isn't ugly at all. He is about 6 "3", snow skin, black hair and hazel eyes. He is slim yet had muscles that can be seen without flexing. He is only 26 years old.
What I can do to make me go?
Only one thing cross my mind...
"Joe." I get in front of the TV.
"What do you want Widow?" Joe knows I want something.
"Nothing. I just wanted to give you something." I use my kitty voice. ("Seductive voice").
I sit on top of him and started to kiss him. At first he isn't replying to my kiss, but then he gets into it.
He starts to kiss me, touching everything he can hold. He starts to kiss my neck and touching my butt.
I am not enjoying any of it, but that's the only way to get what I want in this house.
"Widow how about we do it on the couch for a change?" Joe asks me.
"Whatever you like but let's make a quickie, okay?" I ask.
Thirty minutes later
"Where you going honey?" Joe asks me.
I am getting dressed, "I'm going to the park for a while. I need to walk and get air."
"What? You don't need exercise, you're perfect." Joe complements me.
"I just need to." I bend down and kiss him.
I make out of the door.
I hate doing that. I felt like a prostitute. I felt dirty. But that was the only way...
I arrive to the park but don't see Jackson anywhere.
I start to walk around, seeing the trees, birds and the cars driving by.
I sit down on a bench.
Then I feel a tap on my shoulders. I turn to my right and see Jackson. He still has his jogging pants and his black muscle shirt. Wow he actually had some muscles. Okay stop thinking that way.
"Hey can I sit down?" Jackson asks.
I just nod.
We sit for a while in awkward silence.
"I'm sorry. I know I've been saying that all day to you. But seriously I am sorry now." He sounds full with regret and concerned.
He looks at me for a response. I just shrug.
Jackson has a shocked face on. "You're not mad or offended?"
I just nod a no.
"So you like me?"
I don't know what to answer. I don't hate him but I don't like him that way.
I just nod a no again.
I see sadness written all over his face. Which made me regret saying no. What's wrong with me?
"Oh well I just wanted to apologize and well to promise me you won't tell anyone especially Rachel." He begs me.

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