And He Just Left, chapter 4

She stood there for a couple seconds, shocked, before she started to kiss Mike back. Her arms went up and around his neck so she could pull him closer. His arms snaked around her waist and he pulled her very close. She felt his tongue against her bottom lip and she opened her mouth so he could stick his tongue in, which he did. She let out a little moan as he explored her mouth at every angle possible. His hands started roaming up and down her back and she let out another small moan.

Then they heard footsteps. They reluctantly broke apart. She looked up into his blue eyes. He sighed.

"Sorry."

"No. Don't be."

He sighed again. "You know, nothing can ever happen. Even if I do love you, your still Billie's daughter."

Megan looked at him. "So?"

"He would kill me."

"I can do whatever I fuckin want. He can't control my love life. Please Mike, I love you too," she said, her eyes covering over in tears.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, tears coming to his own eyes.

She stepped back. "Me too."

Later that day, Megan, Billie, Adie, Tre and Mike where sitting in the living room talking when they heard a knock on the door.

Megan looked at her family before getting up, her short black dress swishing around her legs. And Mike had to restrain himself from looking.

Anyway, she opened the front door and let out a search and jumped into the person's arms.

"Shayne!! Leon!! Kyle!! What are you doing here? You guys live in New York!" she yelled, pulling shayne into another hug.

"Nope. We moved here. We finally got out being 18 and all." Leon said.

"Oh, that's right. You guys are all a year older than me." Kyle laughed.

She hit him and he laughed. "Shut it Kyle. Wait, how did you get the address?"

"Mrs. Peterson. She knew we weren't gonna came and kill you, so she gave us your dad's address." Shayne said.

"Oh."

All of a sudden Leon picked her up and swung her around. She squealed. "Leon! Put me down! I have a dress on!"

"I miss you," he said, pouting.

"Oh and I missed you too," she said and pulled her friends into another hug.

"Well, come in. It's my birthday, but we're just sitting around now," she laughed.

Megan led them into where the grow-ups where.

They all looked at her. She briefly saw Mike's face darken a little when he saw Kyle and Leon, but she ignored it.

"Dad, Adie, Tre, Mike, this is Shayne, Leon and Kyle," she said, pointing to each one. She glanced at Mike and saw he felt kinda threatened compared to Leon, who was 6'2" and very well muscled, and of course, only 18. "I've known them all since I was 5. We grew up together, specially after what happened."

Her dad nodded and shook all their hands. Tre did also, his eyes lingering on Shayne. Adie said hi and Mike did also, but briefly. Megan age him a weird look.

"Does anyone want cake?" Adie asked and Kyle's face split into a wide grin.

"I do!" he screamed. Megan whacked him but laughed.

"You act just like Tre," she said. Kyle laughed and followed Adie into the kitchen when Tre looked at her in outrage.

"I don't act like that." Tre said. Megan, Mike and Billie snorted.

"Yea right." Mike said.

Leon, Megan and Shayne laughed.

Megan turned. "Do you guys need anything? Where you guys staying?"

Shayne shook her head. "We haven't figured that out yet."

"Then you can stay here. Right dad?" she said, turning to Billie.

"Sure," he said, waving his hand. Mike loved at him in surprise, then back at Megan with an uneasy look.

Megan shot him a look that said 'you don't want me, but maybe he does.' Talking about Leon.

Mike just slumped in the chair, his heart breaking. He loved Megan, but could never be with her. She'd his best friends daughter. He couldn't. Now here she is, about to spend days in a house with two teenage boys. 'That's it. My life is crap.' He thought.

He looked at Megan as she talked to Leon and felt rage bubble in him when he saw Leon touch her arm.

He had to get over her. A strip club, perfect.

He just didn't know that he might never see her alive.
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