Bad boy love

part8

I woke up due to a loud noise downstairs. I wanted to check it out, but first I had to get out of Ryan's grip. He moaned because I was leaving him alone in bed. I was too curious to even care. I wanted to know who could have caused that sound. Was I the only one to hear it? I put on my bra and underwear. I covered my body with Ryan's white shirt. I was not going to fight someone half naked. Was I going to fight someone? Should I take a weapon? Only thing I could find was a long sausage looking pillow. I held it close to my chest as if it was a baseball bat. I could smell Ryan's cologne on my body, my favorite scent that I could ever know. I walked slowly to my door. I looked over at my bed and found him sound asleep. He really did not hear that loud bang downstairs?!

I went downstairs cautiously. The pillow was out ready to hit anyone who came into my house. To my luck I found my mother trying to get something from the top self. "Mom, what are you doing here?" I asked her and sighed at the relief no intruder broke into my house. "Well don't I live here or something," she told me. "Yes. You scared me mom! I thought someone broke in," I sighed. "No it's just me, unless you count your company," she mocked me. "Yeah, I didn't think you would be back," I told her. "Anyways what were you going to do with that?" "Oh, what this?" I looked down at the pillow. "No shit Sherlock Holmes," she mocked me once more. "Like I said I thought someone broke in." "And you were going to beat them with a pillow?" "Maybe?" I hid the pillow behind me and watched her look at me. "I didn't think that you would be sleeping with a guy," she said changing the subject.

"Babe, did someone break in or do we have company?" Ryan said coming down rubbing his eyes and in just boxers. "Well who is he, sweetie," my mom questioned as she didn't know that he's the company. "First of all sweetie?" "No, no don't you change the subject young lady." "This is my.." I tried to finish my sentence, but how do I approach this. We never discussed what we were. "I'm her boyfriend," he interrupted me. Boyfriend? So does this mean we are official? I mean it should since he said it to my mom. "Well then... I'm going of to bed. Don't make noise and please use protection," she said as she headed to her room. "What the fuck just happen?" "I think your mom said..." "I know what she said," I interrupted him and just headed back to my room. Ryan followed behind me. Here comes the famous question.

"So is that your mom or your sister?" Right on schedule. "I know that she doesn't look her age. Or seem mature enough to be a mom, but she is. She's my mom," I said with so much annoyance. I get asked that questions more than I should be asked. Not only that usually guys my age go for my mom. Which is gross, but I don't blame them. She is gorgeous. Ryan noticed and hugged me from behind my waist. "Whatever you are thinking about forget it. Babe I love you," he told me. "I know and I love you more," I said as I held on to his arms wrapped around me.

He left around 11am. I was cool with it although I would miss him I had things to do and having him around gets nothing done. I started cleaning my room, blasting my favorite bands and just simply having a fun time tidying up. *Knock, Knock* I looked at my door and my mom was there leaning her body against my door's frame. "Yes?" "So what is the deal with that little boyfriend of yours?" "His name's Ryan mom. Honestly I have no clue," I told her. "Whatever. Just don't have a child. I'm not going to take care of it if you do," she said. "I know." "Hey I have some errands to run. Wanna come?" "Sure?" We went to the grocery store. People whistled at my mom as she walked in to the store. "Mom could you dress and maybe act like a mother?" "Oh honey, my body is my body. I do what I want with it," she said as she grabbed apples. The whistling and cat calling continued all the way to our car. "Oh stop it boys. Y'all are too kind, you know that," she said as she got into the car. My mom just loves the attention. My mom gets hit at a lot and it doesn't face her it just fires her up more. Everybody breaks their necks just to catch a glimpse of my mom. I can't blame them she's kept her figure at age of 38. My isn't the worlds greatest mom. She doesn't stay home. Comes and goes. Never attends my school events. Not only that she sleeps with every man here in town. Maybe even women who knows? Basically I'm left alone in my home and left to fend myself. I can't let her take all the fault though. It started after my dad died, she went off her bonkers. She lost him and herself the same day. I spend the whole entire day running around with her to her errands. I stay most of the time in the car while she goes to the bank and pays bills. She only pays them when I can't afford to with the amount of money she leaves me when she disappears. "Thanks for joining me baby," she says when we get home. "No problem mom," I tell her while I wait for her to open the trunk. We take the food inside and I look at her. I wish this could be our lives, but this only happens once every full moon. "I'll finish up here. You can go to bed Riley," she smiles at me. "Okay mom," I look at her and head to room. I try to keep that image of her lodged in my brain.

I wake up and head to my bathroom. I look in the mirror and sigh. I'm pretty sure my mother has left once more. I decide to not even check her room at all. I enter my shower to relax. As the hot water hits my body my mind trails off to what my mother could be doing. Once I finished showering I came out. I rub my towel on my hair and hear some movement in my room. "Who's there?!" No one replied. I walked into my room. "Hey babe," Ryan smirks at me."What the Fuck are you doing here Ryan?" "I came to see you. What else would I be here for?" "You can't just do that. You had me scared as hell. I thought someone came in to rape me or something," I tell him and hold my towel tightly. "Well it isn't rape unless you don't consent," he laughed. "Haha very funny," I roll my eyes at him. "Come here," he pulls me towards him. Somehow it ended with us having sex.

After we had sex, we laid on my bed peacefully. Until his phone rang and he left my side to answer it. "Hey, have you done it with her five times?" I heard the other person on the line say. What?! What is he talking about? Ryan answered, "Yup dude. You better pay up soon like we originally said." He stayed quiet. My body stood still and my mind started dosing off. What does this mean? So he did use me? Everything we did, everything he said, it was all a lie! "Don't tell me you fallen for her," the guy laughed. His voice sounded a lot like Tristen. "I haven't. Dude that would be stupid if I did. I just did it for money that's all," Ryan responded with a chuckle. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. The words hurt me and realization hit. This was a game, a sick game between Ryan and Tristen. I gasped and tried to hold back my tears. Ryan heard me and he told Tristan, "Hey I'll call you later, alright..." Tristan said, "Alright, dude I'll have the money ready for you."

Ryan was caught red handed. His lies crumbled right in front of his feet. I opened the door to my balcony, looked at him and cried out, "How could you? You used me, Ryan? For what? For a couple bucks?!" "I'm so sorry, baby?" "No! Don't you 'baby'me!" "Listen, Riley at first I didn't care and it was all a game. That was until I got to know you. I fell for you, Riley. I'm sorry babe," he said with his eyes watery. "Lies!" I looked him dead in his eyes and watched how he pretended to care. My tears ran down fast and I yelled to him, "Just leave! Please don't come back! Don't you dare call me baby anymore, you hear me asshole!" "Riley calm down. Let's talk this out," he tried to reach for my hands. I said get out!" I made myself clear on what I wanted him to do. I grabbed my bed sheets, opened my door and looked at him. He looked crushed. I didn't care, He crushed my heart.

He left out my room and walked slowly down stairs. I followed him holding back my tears. He opened the front door and looked at me. "Don't come near me! Got it!" I slammed the door on him once he was gone. My body collapsed to the ground and soon the tears came. I felt helpless. Used. Shame. Confusion. My heart literally shattered into tiny pieces. I didn't speak to him. I had almost 50 unread messages from him saying he was sorry, how much he needed me, that he misses me. and that he loves me. I ignored his lies and stayed in room ever since that day.

Like school wasn't bad enough itself, but now seeing him was worse. I usually would get ready to go to school , but I didn't even try to. I was in no mood to get ready because all that makeup would go to waste due to my tears. Sometimes I walked out of class because I could not hold my tears that long. During lunch I even went to the restroom to avoid him and his crew. He would stare at me whenever I came in path with him. He just looked like a lost little puppy. I saw through him, that was just another part of the show. Even so it broke my heart to see him. I wanted to believe his regret and guilt was true. I tried to hold back my tears when I was around him or even near him. I just couldn't. I felt vulnerable. One day I was tired of crying for something that wasn't my fault, but his. My anger came out all at once that it burst out. "You ruined me!" I yelled at him. "I ruined you?" "How could you pin this on me?" "Riley, you ruined me," he yelled back at me. He came close to me. Face to face. "I hate you!" "I hate you!" "I hate you more!" I yelled. He looked down at me. I was breathing heavily. I was so mad at him. He pulled me even closer to him. I looked at him not in anger, but now in fear. He kissed and I was surprised, but I missed him. I gave in and kissed him back. The anger and love collided and became something else.

"Riley, I'm still in love with you," he said as he pulled away from me. I tried to read his face and combine it to his words. I placed my hand on his face. He closed his eyes and buried his face more into my hand. "Say something please?" He sighed. What could I tell him? "I love you," I sighed. I looked at him and he looked back down at me. I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him down. He wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me up. at the same time. "I missed you so much baby," he whispered. I missed him too. Hearing those words roll out of his mouth was heaven to me. I missed everything about him. Somehow I was reeled back in.