The past week had been spent in ignorant bliss ignoring the fact that my dads arrival was soon approaching. I enjoyed the time I had with Hunter officially being labelled my boyfriend and spending the week with my best friend and her boyfriend.
It was nice to spend the time with just the four of us as if we were just a normal group of twenty something year olds pretending we had our lives together. But when I opened my eyes the dread filled me again. It was Saturday. Meaning today was the day that I would finally confront my dad for what he's done to me since I was fourteen.
I knew it was pointless ignoring the anxiety I felt because nothing in the world could make it go this time. I think Hunter could also sense it too as he didn't say anything to me when he woke up he just smiled and cuddled me. I was glad to have the silence to completely think over what was going to go ahead today.
Ashton let Hunter know that they would arrive around 1pm. This gave us the whole morning to prepare for my dads arrival and plan for his impending arrest. The more I thought over it the more I thought it was best to stick to Ashton's plan rather than what I was planning in my head.
I settled for deciding what to do when I actually saw him. I couldn't predict how I would feel in that moment but this time I knew it was different as I actually had people on my side and didn't have anyone against me. I felt extraordinarily blessed to have Hunter as my boyfriend and Savannagh as my best friend. I even felt extremely grateful to have Jake as a friend as he knew it meant a lot to Savannagh to help me. All and all, I was grateful that today I was surrounding by caring people. Not people that wanted to ruin my life and steal my childhood.
A sudden wave of bravery washed over me as I realised how many people I had with me that cared about me. My dad could no longer hurt me and no longer control my life. I knew things would dramatically change as my dad would ensure I no longer had a place to live or a degree to complete. But if I had my freedom and had nothing else to do with him, then none of those things mattered to me.
Today was the day my life could begin again. I was free to create my own path and my own destiny no longer in the control of that horrible, vile man. He was never any kind of father of mine and I felt glad knowing that from today he would hopefully be out of my life. I thought over my plan one more time in my head and decided to stick to Ashton's plan. If I wanted my freedom back then it was essential I stuck to Ashton's plan.
I tried to get out of bed quietly making sure I didn't wake Hunter as I didn't want everyone to feel the stress of the day right away. But as I grabbed clothes for the day, I walked into one of his dressers and stubbed my toe. My cursing caused him to shoot up out of bed and inspect where the noise was coming from.
"Sorry" I smiled weakly at him as he held his hand over his heart and weakly laughed.
"Where you off to without me?"
"I was just going to get a shower, relax" I laughed.
"Oh, okay. I'm coming with you" Hunter said matter of a factly.
I didn't bother to argue with Hunter as I knew even if I said no he would convince me to let him shower with me. I was only in one of Hunter's t-shirts as the night before we had a late night fooling around. Hunter made our sex feel completely natural and as if we'd known each other's body's for years. I was glad that it was Hunter I could share true sexual experiences with and nobody else.
I turned on the shower as I peeled Hunter's t-shirt over my head and threw it to the floor. I opened the shower door leaving it slightly open as I knew Hunter would be joining any second. I enjoyed the feeling of the hot water hitting my skin but it was quickly taking away as I felt a pair of hands grab me by the thighs. I shrieked at the sudden contact even though I knew it was Hunter. He hoisted me up so my legs were wrapped around my waist and I suddenly noticed how intimate our position was.
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How Living with the Bad Boy Saved My Life
RomanceHarper-Rose Stewart is your average 20 year old English Literature student living in the flat her dad has paid for. She is 'happy' to oblige to him paying for the flat as it means they can avoid each other. That is until her dad finds her a new room...