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The door to his garage leading to his cabin was wide open, a car sat inside on display. I slammed my own car door shut and stormed toward the area mad as ever. "Where were you?" I asked heated that he was lounging in front of a car instead of paying me some attention.

"I didn't feel like coming, I thought it was a practical joke that your father put together." He said to me as he went back to screwing something together.

"That's not it at all. Just maybe I really like you and I wanted to spend a nice afternoon getting to know you. Is that to much to ask?" I asked as he looked up at me, but kept his face shaded by the hood of the car. I stormed off towards mine, but turned back around because I had a few last words.

"I'm not who you think I am, I would never go along with a stupid plan or trick to play on you. I'm not that kind of girl. I actually see something in you and my dad doesn't control me like you think." I added as I stormed off again. He didn't come after me, so I decided to say one more thing as I turned around I saw him storming my way.

"This is why I didn't show up." He said as I stared at his head. It had a huge cut  along his hairline and his eye was swollen some.

"I'm sorry, what happened?" I asked as he grabbed my hand and whisked me off to a random place in the woods. We walked slowly down a long path, he moved the long tree branches along the way. He called it the Hiding Place. It was a huge open area. It looked unoccupied and was very quiet. We sat down and he talked all night, giving minor details about random things and I listened and ate every single word up. I understood why he probably thought I would stand him up now.

"That sounds rough. Are you planning on going to college?" I asked as he chuckled. "Yeah of course they'd accept me, the drunken wife beater's son." He said back with lots of sarcasm. I frowned at him. I knew his family had a bad name in town, but he doesn't seem anything like the rumors I've heard.

"Your dad shouldn't determine your future. You're smart as hell and they'd be stupid not too accept you in my opinion. What do you want to be?" I asked him as his face contorted, I could tell he was thinking. "An architect, I like building or cars. I'd also love to design cars!" He said with the most enthusiasm I'd ever heard about getting a job. He's a hard worker, I can tell. He cleared his throat and went back to his solemn face expression.

"I want to be a teacher, even though my dad's pushing me to pursue anything else. I don't really care though, I love kids and I want to be an inspiration to them all." I said as he watched me closely the whole time. It made me scared that maybe he knew who I was.

"What?" I asked panicked as I began to pat my face for food trails. He chuckled. "Your face is still there and it's still stunning." He said as I tried my hardest not to blush. "Thanks, I better get going though. My father will most definitely worry and I've heard about you." I said.

He stood first and pulled me up softly. I handed him his jacket he had let me borrow. He declined it and stared deeply in my eyes. I moved an inch closer.

"What do you mean you've heard about me?" He asked with our lips inches apart. "You're a player, and you're pretty damn good." I said falling into his gaze. "Am I now?"

He leaned forward slightly and parted his lips. His lips just lightly touched mine as one of his arms snaked around my waist. I closed my eyes and moved in a rhythm with him. His lips were captivating and tasted of mint. I knew I shouldn't be doing this if he knew who I was and that I'm a joke. He wouldn't be able to stand me. We both broke the kiss to catch a breath of fresh air. We looked up and laughed.

"Who knew Waters kissed on the first date, scandalous? Daddy Warbucks won't be to happy to hear about this." He said making me grin at him.

"I don't know. I just feel really comfortable with you and my father is no Daddy Warbucks. You were open with me in a way. I like that. Anyways, goodnight Summers, I know you don't date." I said as I started walking back to my car. That's another thing I've heard about him. I'm sure it's the one true thing. He's a good-looker and charming. I heard his footsteps crunch along the grass.

"I want to walk you!" He called after me as I smiled internally.

"Wait one second." I said as I turned around and squealed full of sarcasm. He laughed. "Very funny, it's not every night that I walk girls home, it's my pleasure to make you squeal." He said and it was my turn to laugh. He realized what he had said and began laughing too.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that. I'm sure you aren't like that." He said as we both gasped for air. I didn't even realize we were back at his cabin. The sun had already gone down, my dad would ask millions of questions, I was sure but I really don't want to leave.

"Secret for secret?" I spoke and he looked at me like I was wearing a stupid sign on my forehead. "I tell you a secret and you tell me one." I explained and he looked nervous, but obliged.

"I promise I'd enjoy it if you made me squeal." I said back boldly and he smirked at me as he leaned against my car.

"Naughty rich kid? That's going on my turn on list." He said making me laugh whilst blushing. "Your turn." I said.

"You're the first girl I've ever taken to the Hiding Place." He spoke while smirking. Something made me slightly believe him.

"I doubt it." I said and he laughed at me. "Fine. Don't believe me. But just know I only take pretty pretty girls back there. Girls like you." He said and I blushed again. Damn, he's good.

"Goodbye, seriously this time." I said as he chuckled. I wanted to feel his sweet lips on mine again, he sat there and watched me as I stared intently at his lower half of his face.

He came closer and looked in my eyes. My breath hitched as he lightly caressed my cheek. He moved an inch closer to were our lips were less than a centimeter apart.

He whispered. "Are you going to stand here, or kiss me before you go...for real this time." He said as his face grew in a wide grin that probably drove girls wild, it did me. I smashed my lips hard against his. I knew he was taken by surprise at my force. I wrapped my arms around his neck as I heard him groan. I smiled against his lips at the sound.

"I really have to go this time, but I'd rather stay and kiss you if that makes you feel any better." I said as we pulled back from the kiss with a cheeky smile.

I felt like he got the joke, so I pecked his cheek quickly one last time and jumped in my car. He watched me the whole time with one hand over his mouth. I laughed. He's very silly. At school he seems like the bad boy who has no feelings. Doesn't talk and just lives. Day by day.

I pulled up outside my house to Mary waiting on the front steps. She rushed me inside. She's a Japanese woman. Her face is wrinkly some, but you can still see the beauty.

"What's going on?" I asked as she put one finger on her lip telling me to hush.
She whispered.

"Your father is very mad. He said his little girl won't talk to that boy and he'll make sure of it. Get upstairs before he comes to get you!" She said as she pushed me. It's sad how the people that work for my father are scared of him for me. I ran quietly as I slowed down and walked softly into my room.

My dad sat on my bed again for the second time today. Nice try Mary, I walked over to my drawer and pulled out my new bedroom shorts and a t-shirt to sleep in, ignoring his presence and trying to shower.

"Why are you home so late? Sky Blu don't test me. This won't be pretty little girl." I stood up from the drawer and stared him down.

"Don't test you...don't test me. I'm almost 18, Dad and still I'm your little girl. I'm growing up and it's 11 o'clock for Christ sake. I'm going to bed and in case you forgot this is the lifestyle of Katie Sparks." I said as I walked into my bathroom slamming the door. I cut on the shower and waited to hear my other door close signaling he had left the room.

I stepped in and let the warm water sink in. It soothed my aching shoulders and I brushed my fingers lightly over my lips. I could still taste him. His minty yet sweet breath lingered under my nose. He probably doesn't even know how good it felt to listen instead of being on the spot and talking. I always am because my dad has this double life for me. Katie Sparks, singing pop star. It's fun, but it's also controlled by many people. I can't live a normal life while pretending to be someone else. I've made up millions of lies to cover for myself or Katie. It makes me sick to my stomach, nobody knows except for my parents and brother. I love to sing, but I have a real passion to teach. I'm like my dads pride and joy. His prize. I can't let him down or tell him no. I feel trapped. He doesn't even realize it.

My mom on the other hand is the total opposite...sometimes. She bakes, cleans and cooks even though we pay people to do it anyway. She's not judgmental and doesn't hold me on this high pedestal like my father, but when I'm Katie Sparks she turns into my second father. She'd adore Matthew, if she knew him. I just know it.

I dried off and put my wet hair in a messy bun so it would fall curly tomorrow. I'm taking my car back up to get it washed. Matthew said bring it by the cabin instead. He'd do it for free since we didn't get to go out yesterday. I insisted I pay, but he refused it. It was very cute the way he got so serious with me.

I fell softly on my bed as I cut on the little radio on my nightstand. I slowly fell into a slumber forgetting every last word my father had said and reliving my time with Matthew.

Matthew

Blu. She's on my mind and she hasn't left. She's different, she's not what you see. She's persistent and isn't afraid to speak up. She's fierce in a way. Her lips. Damn. That's the only thing I can say. They fit perfectly with mine. I don't think any girl has made me feel this way. Snap out of it Matthew.

I'd never date her. That's a rule. She's too good for me, had she been anyone else she'd be in my bed right now. I didn't want her to stay, it'd lead to things I don't want to feel for someone. I fuck and it's over, but with her I don't know if it'd be the same. Her family is another thing that could possibly stop me from getting with her. They judge me and they don't know me or my family. Yeah, I have more tattoos than any normal 19 year old, but I would never bring Blu around a harmful environment. She doesn't even believe me, but she's truly the first person I've ever taken to the Hiding Place. I still can't date her though.

Her face glowed as the moonlight shone across her beautiful eyes I stared deeply into. She smelt like heaven and I could have stuffed my face in the crook of her neck and held her close.

Matthew, you guys won't ever even date. Fucking chill. I told myself.

She looked so sexy storming away from me earlier. Her ass in her jeans was a good view. I chuckled lightly so she wouldn't hear me as I hid behind the car. I felt like she understood me as we exchanged looks and told each other stories.

She was simply perfect in my eyes.


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