A Fork Stuck In The Road., chapter 12
So it was official. Tre and I were 'together.' I think Adrienne was concerned by this, but she didn't say anything. I could sense that she felt that she didn't have much authority over me, given the circumstances that she came into my life by. Her purpose in my life was more of a best friend, than a mother, as I was too old for that.
Me and Tre. Tre and I. It kept going through my head all week, while I was at school.
I didn't know yet how I felt about it, it just happened so fast. But I did know that I was defiantly attracted to him. Every time we touched I felt a million electrical currents flaring up inside of me and bursting into tiny butterflies swarming in my stomach. We didn't really go on dates or anything like that, as I saw him during the week anyway. We would kiss and make out. It was sort of casual dating.
With the exception of Tre, I had not told anyone that Jay had raped me. It wasn't that I was scared; I knew, as corny as it sounded, that Tre would protect me. But I didn't want to stir things up and bother Adie or Billie Joe.
Before I knew it, four months had past. Well, four months since I had come to Oakland, around four months since I had started dating Tre, and around four months since jay raped me. I had gotten used to living life with the Armstrong's, and I was enjoying every bit of it. I had also started working at Adeline, mostly with Adie and a lady called Lynn. I went there sometimes after school, and handed in my designs and talked with Lynn about the material and the colours. It was awesome, because I got a hundred dollars for each successful design.
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He gently pushed me down so he was lying on top of me, his lips never leaving mine. I placed my hands on the sides of his back, and his travelled up under my shirt and onto the warm skin on my back. With each kiss, we grew more passionate and lust-filled. I moved my hands down to the bottom of his shirt, pulling on the hem, trying to take it off. We managed to take it off, only breaking apart once when his head had to go through the collar. He took off my halter neck top. His hands ran down my sides softly, as he propped himself up with one arm and looked at me underneath him.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" he whispered softly.
I nodded.
"You know I'll love you no matter what, right?"
I nodded and smiled. Tre made me so happy. We had so many special moments in the past four months. I loved him so much, and I knew the feeling was mutual.
He leaned forwards and gently kissed my forehead, knowing that I was kind of nervous. This was my first time, not counting the times I'd got raped.
I woke up at ten that morning, wrapped safely in Tre's arms. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was two beautiful blue orbs looking deep into mine.
"Morning," I grinned
"Morning," he said, kissing me lightly on the lips.
"Thank you for last night. It was..." Tre struggled to find the word, "...beautiful."
I closed my eyes and nodded, not regretting anything I did last night.
Me and Tre. Tre and I. It kept going through my head all week, while I was at school.
I didn't know yet how I felt about it, it just happened so fast. But I did know that I was defiantly attracted to him. Every time we touched I felt a million electrical currents flaring up inside of me and bursting into tiny butterflies swarming in my stomach. We didn't really go on dates or anything like that, as I saw him during the week anyway. We would kiss and make out. It was sort of casual dating.
With the exception of Tre, I had not told anyone that Jay had raped me. It wasn't that I was scared; I knew, as corny as it sounded, that Tre would protect me. But I didn't want to stir things up and bother Adie or Billie Joe.
Before I knew it, four months had past. Well, four months since I had come to Oakland, around four months since I had started dating Tre, and around four months since jay raped me. I had gotten used to living life with the Armstrong's, and I was enjoying every bit of it. I had also started working at Adeline, mostly with Adie and a lady called Lynn. I went there sometimes after school, and handed in my designs and talked with Lynn about the material and the colours. It was awesome, because I got a hundred dollars for each successful design.
***
He gently pushed me down so he was lying on top of me, his lips never leaving mine. I placed my hands on the sides of his back, and his travelled up under my shirt and onto the warm skin on my back. With each kiss, we grew more passionate and lust-filled. I moved my hands down to the bottom of his shirt, pulling on the hem, trying to take it off. We managed to take it off, only breaking apart once when his head had to go through the collar. He took off my halter neck top. His hands ran down my sides softly, as he propped himself up with one arm and looked at me underneath him.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" he whispered softly.
I nodded.
"You know I'll love you no matter what, right?"
I nodded and smiled. Tre made me so happy. We had so many special moments in the past four months. I loved him so much, and I knew the feeling was mutual.
He leaned forwards and gently kissed my forehead, knowing that I was kind of nervous. This was my first time, not counting the times I'd got raped.
I woke up at ten that morning, wrapped safely in Tre's arms. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was two beautiful blue orbs looking deep into mine.
"Morning," I grinned
"Morning," he said, kissing me lightly on the lips.
"Thank you for last night. It was..." Tre struggled to find the word, "...beautiful."
I closed my eyes and nodded, not regretting anything I did last night.
