Youngblood

Youngblood

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When I face him again, Ashton is smiling. He leans back slowly in his seat, resting his folded hands on his stomach. "This is gonna be fun." I narrow my eyes at him. "What's gonna be fun?" "Winning you over." I have to bite back the vomit that fights to exit through my mouth. "Excuse me?" "It's a challenge now." "Nobody challenged you to anything." "I have challenged myself." "Well, that sounds like a personal problem." I grit my teeth. "I am not your challenge." Ashton just smiles at me. "We'll see about that." Disclaimer: -This story is a work of fiction. Some people are real, but situations are entirely mine and made up. -I took a little bit of liberty as far as how situations that might have happened unfold. I did tons of research, but the plot calls for some changes. Hope you don't mind! -Mature for frequent swearing and sexual themes -**Trigger warning** there is a later chapter that deals with mature themes (sexual assault). If you feel the need, please skip the chapter, which will have an additional warning at the top of it. Cover art credit: picture found on Google, but the "Youngblood" logo is property of 5 Seconds of Summer
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He paused, looking over at me and frowned, his beautiful face contorting into a sad grimace. "Why did you resist me?" I felt his hand reach out and stroke my cheek, and I had a hard time refusing the urge to lean into his gentle touch. "I want answers," I demanded. "About what?" "Oh, I don't know," I spat quietly, "Maybe for starters, you can explain what the hell is going on. I mean, you're here trying to...touch me, and you're my freaking step-father! I mean, you've banged my mother before!" I slowly watched the corners of his lips twist upward, until he had a smirk plastered across his face. He leaned down, shrinking down to my petite height I highly despised, especially at times like these. "Mmmm, angel," he hissed against my ear, it doesn't mean that she was the one I thought about." --------- Mature rating. Don't read if you find it uncomfortable, etc.

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