Hey, guys, happy Saturday. So, so sorry I haven't posted anything in over a month, maybe even longer. I don't know what has been going on with me. Anyway, let's get to the story. Here I present you: Chapter 6.
Caution-there is a lot of swearing in just one part of this chapter but if you don't like it, just skip it. You have been warned and cautioned. So, with that being said, read on and have fun. Oh, yeah and enjoy. Maybe vote and comment if you really feel like it. *********************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************
I smiled. I was back in my perfect dream but wait...something's wrong. I was outside our house. I was never outside our house. I went over to the door but it was locked and wouldn't open, no matter how hard I pulled. I crept over to the open window where I heard Kendrick's voice.
"Baby, I'm home" he said, wrapping his arms around someone's waist. Then, I suddenly realized it was Margaret. She had the same jobs I had; Kendrick's careers were still the same but something felt wrong... except for the fact, of course, this wasn't my house. The house Kendrick and I picked out was beautiful. An old Victorian, white, two story house with a beautiful little lawn and a gorgeous backyard complete with a mini water fountain, a five piece bar set and everything. The house wasn't too lavish, wasn't too plain...it was perfect but this was just too much. This big, expensive, lavish gold colored mansion, the three gold plated windows; the front yard much too big and overdecorated; especially with the large water fountain in the middle and the gold gates. The backyard was much too big, it was a maze, literally a maze.
"Hey, baby, how was work today?" she asked, looking over at him with a seductive smile. Margaret was almost the same height as Kendrick, just a few inches shorter.
"Fine, just fine...produced another chart topping hit today" Kendrick answered.
"That's my man" she said.
"And how was your day, my beautiful goddess?" Kendrick asked. Goddess? Kendrick never called me his goddess.
"It was fine" she answered and then added, in a sultry voice, "Modeling is such hard work". She slid down Kendrick a bit and then back up, running her hands across the faint outline in his pants. She brought her lips up to his and kissed him; Kendrick obviously kissed her back.
"So, how about we jump in the shower for a quick minute?" he asked.
"Sure" she answered, gripping him by the pants, "anything you want". She sounded so hot and seductive and all sultry, all the things I could never sound like. She turned and he picked her up, placing her on the table. They kissed, Kendrick's mouth then went sideways and lower; to her neck, back over and then down her shirt. She moaned a bit when he kissed her neck.
"Kendrick!" she cried out as if he had just impelled her. He probably did; that boy was fast with his hands and quick on his feet. Besides the fact that she didn't have much clothing on and was very clearly grinding and groping him.
********************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************* I shot up with a gasp and then started to cry. 'She had penetrated my bubble, had ruined my perfect dream and now I had nothing'. Kylie and the rest of the group knew to leave me alone for the whole day but apparently, one person didn't. I had just finished putting my books in my locker when I turned around to see Margaret.
"Hey Sky" Margaret said in a friendly manner. Everyone looked towards us, suddenly talking quieter and a lot less; hoping for a confrontation, hoping I would snap and lose it.
