Kissing pink

CHAPTER 4

Sam's POV

Steve woke up and turned back to see me trying to put my jeans back on, he smirked and then looked outside to see Sam standing with some white fat dude.

"Who's that?" He asked slightly lifting himself off his seat.

"He's here to fix the tyre."

Stacy was distracting him. She would bend over way too low and his eyes would follow her wherever she went.

"Oh, she's gonna suck his dick." Steve said with a little bit of excitement.

Stacy signalled us to get out of the car as he inflated the tyre again. It was only about two minutes but, the way the guy kept trying to stare up her hoodie made it seem like hours.

"Thanks!" She chimed when he was done.

Steve and I hopped into the car immediately. I closed my eyes and put my head between my knees, rocking myself gently.

I could hear the dude outside moaning. I wanted to throw up.

***
"Go in, get some cheetos and a cherry cola for me. " Stacy said leaning out of the window.

"Same here. " I said without looking up from my phone.

We where parked about 90 meters away from the store Steve was going into because Stacy said it was part of keeping a 'low profile'.

Which was a large amount of bullshit, cause I could already feel her staring me down.

She rested her hand on my knee and I shivered. That wouldn't usually bother me but, I had changed into one of the skirts she had packed because I didn't want to go home and get my stuff.

My mom hadn't stopped texting me since yesterday. I swiped right at every message that popped up.

She moved her hand between my knees that were shut tight together and tried to pry them open. I kept my eyes on my phone, trying hard not to choke on air.

You can open them for me. It's fine.

Her voice was in my head.

Your Mommy doesn't have to know.

I could feel a tear falling down my cheek. She really is a manipulative piece of shit.

I scrolled through my contacts and texted Steve.

Me:
I need you

He didn't even hesitate.

Steve:
Y?

Me:
Shes touching me

Steve:
Im coming

He was back by the car in a couple minutes with the snacks and he got in the back seat with me.

Halfway through my Cheetos, he leaned over and kissed my left cheek.
"'Aiit?" He whispered.

I nodded.

Steve's POV

It was about 3 a.m when I woke up, Stacy was sleeping with her legs on the dash. Sam had her head on my legs.

She had her air buds in and was quietly kicking her foot on the floor to the beat of the song she was playing.

"Sam?" I whispered softly.

Her eyes shot wide open immediately. I signalled to the door and told her to be quiet.
We crept out and sat on the hood of the car together.

"Danm." I slurred as we looked up to the stars.

"What?" She said laughing at the sound of my voice.

"I thought the car would like, bend backwards from all this weight." I said jokingly.

She laughed in reply, trying to stop herself from falling off the car hood.

The laugh sounded sincere. Enough. I don't think she'll ever be that happy again.

Stacy really fucked up this girl's childhood. For no reason. Just so she could have someone to drag down with her.

"What's wrong?" She asked. Then I realized that I hadn't stopped staring at her yet.

I broke eye contact and stared at the floor shaking my head.

"Stacy's terrible."

She didn't say anything, but I already knew what she was thinking.