The ThickGirl and The Badboy

Chapter 52: Longing.

Koleen's POV:

After spending most of the day with Bryson, he finally dropped me off at home where I dreaded going to.

I wanted to be with him longer.
After he kissed me one last time, I slowly walked to my door and waved goodbye to him.

I sighed smiling, closing the door softly.

"Look who finally decided to show up?" My smile fell after seeing my mom across the room with her arms crossed. An angry expression on her face.

"Excuse me?" I asked confused.
I texted them I'd be out late, I don't understand why she's angry with me.

"What were you doing all day? You have school tomorrow." She walked closer towards me examining me.
I panicked thinking maybe she'd see right through me and figure what happened this morning.

"You look suspicious. Koleen your father and I are okay with you having a boyfriend, especially someone like Bryson, but you cannot be fooling around." She lectured me like a little girl. "You're lucky your father isn't here to see this, I told him I'd handle it and let him go to sleep."

"Mom, what is it that you are trying to say? And I texted y'all that I'd be out late, I don't understand why you're so angry." I try defending myself.

"Don't act so dumb Koleen. I know what you did. We are not okay with you staying late when there's school the next day, especially when you're filling around with someone."

I laughed sarcastically. "What is that supposed to mean? You've been watching me like a stalker? Nothing happened. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go shower." I told her walking towards my room ending the conversation.

"Deny all you want Koleen, but I don't want you to be doing those things." I hear her yell after me.

I roll my eyes, but also let out a breath of relief to be leaving.

My face was feeling hot, I hope she didn't notice.

How did she know something happened?
Can moms read minds?

As  I bathed under the warm running water, I couldn't help but reminisce what happened this morning.

The feeling of pleasure I felt when he had his head between my legs.
When he sucked my boobs.

I couldn't help but want to feel it again.

I scolded myself for having those thoughts when school was the next day.
I didn't want to think of that when I was trying to learn Calculus. It was too distracting, and not to mention, what if someone else read my mind?

I started singing some One Direction songs  to  keep my mind off the dirty thoughts, then slid into my sports bra and underwear afterwards.

Before I put on my shorts and T-shirt, I examined my body in my full length mirror.

Running was the only thing that kept me in shape.
Now that the season was over and my lack of motivation to run on my own disappeared, I gained some weight.

My waist looked wider than before, my stomach stuck out more, I felt uncomfortable in my own body.

Sure I was still exercising now and then with soccer and track , but I was becoming lazy and it wasn't in season yet so it wasn't as intense.