Chapter 23

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After school I put my bag in my room and went out back to smoke. Brian and Dad were outside too, I lit my cigarette and sat on Brian's leg.

Brian smiled, "You think just cause ur my girlfriend you can sit on me whenever you want?"

"Yes, yes I do," I said smiling back, "and no, I'm not moving."

He chuckled, "I never said you had to move."

"Good," I said, "I wasn't going to."

Brian wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me against his chest. He kissed the back of my head and gently massaged my back. I was tense from athletics, we did lunges around the track, ran a lap, then walked a lap.

"Damn, baby you have a lot of knots." He said massaging my lower back.

"They hurt so bad," I said wincing in pain, "so please be easy."

"I'm sorry, baby," he said, "you're just really tense is all."

My back was starting to feel better; most of the knots were almost gone. Brian had magic fingers, I started melting at his touch. I lay back on him and he held me in his arms.

"What's on your mind, babe?" He asked me.

"Not a lot." I answered holding his hands on my stomach. "I'm just really sore still."

"Where at?" Brian asked stroking my hand with his thumb.

"My legs and stomach muscles are killing me." I said.

"I wish I could make you feel better."

"Me, too," I said, "it hurts so bad."

"Why are you in athletics anyway?" Brian asked.

"It looks good on a collage application," I answered shrugging and sitting up to face him. "Plus, I wanna join the swim team when the season starts."

"That's cool," He said, "I hope it all works for you."

"Me too." My phone went off.

Victoria: OMG!!!! Matt asked me out on a date

Me: When?

Victoria: Like 2 minutes ago

Me: I meant when is the date?

Victoria: Tomorrow after school he's picking me up

Me: I hope it works out Matt is amazing and funny he'll make u laugh and smile a lot

Victoria: I can tell he keeps making me smile

I laid my phone on the table and lit another cigarette. I was really starting to fall in love with Brian, he was everything I had ever wanted and more. He always made me happy and truly cared about me.

I lay back against him again; he held me like he never wanted to let me go. It made me smile knowing that he cares so much.

Brian was my first boyfriend, I was not into any of the guys in the home. The only time I was ever kissed was during random games of spin the bottle. Those were rare and very fun, especially when the older kids snuck in alcohol. That was when spin the bottle turned sexual. We would pick what we wanted the person to do. There were no boundaries either; there were no telling what u would see.

I wanted to tell Brian I loved him but I was too scared to. What if he didn't love me back? Would he freak out and end it? That was my fear; that he would not feel the same and break up with me.

"Hang on, babe," Brian said picking me up with his arm and sitting me in the chair. "I'm getting a drink, do you want one?"

I nodded, "Anything is cool with me."

I finished my cigarette and put it out. Was it possible for Brian to love me as much as I loved him? My love for him went so much further than a fan. I guess that was what I was really afraid of, that he would call me a crazy, obsessed fan and end it with me. We may have only been dating a month and a half but I still loved him. He was the greatest thing that had ever happened to me.

I went inside, Brian was gone. "Where's Brian?"

"He went to the store," dad said.

"Okay," I went to the living room and watched TV.

Brian walked in a sat next to me. "Here, baby."

"Thank you, baby," he got me a Mountain Dew, skittles, and a pack of cigarettes. I had the best boyfriend ever.

Brian winked at me, "You're welcome, my love."

I blushed scarlet and smiled. I laced my fingers with his pulling our hands to my lap. He stroked my hand with his thumb. I felt completely at ease when I was with him. No words could describe the feelings he gave me.

"Isabella," Brian said turning to face me, "I need to talk to you about something."

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