Author's Note: Sorry this chapter is short.
Chapter 6: Daddy's little princess?......wrong
When I woke up, it was around two. Logan was still beside me sleeping. I bit my lip as I looked at him. “I love you.” I whispered. He didn’t respond. I kissed his lips softly at first but couldn’t get enough of the taste so I kissed him again and again. Until I found his arms wrap around me.
“Sorry I woke you up.” I whispered. He shook his head. “I’m glad you did. I missed you.”
“How can you miss someone when you’re sleeping?”
“My mother is in almost every dream I have. But now when I sleep, all I see is you.” I smiled and kissed his cheek. I held the covers over my half naked body. Logan’s hand slid to my thigh and then in between my legs. I looked at the lust in his eyes and I blushed.
“Still shy?” He asked. I shook my head but he saw I was lying.
“Yeah right.” He said sarcastically.
“Well I can’t help it.” I said shrugging. Logan grabbed the covers and pulled them off of me and leaned over and kissed me. I tangled my fingers through my hair as he got on top of me. We were both breathing hard as the moment got hotter and hotter. He got his pants down and his boxers and I let him take my panties off of me. He pushed deep into me and kept his eyes on mine. I closed my eyes and moaned softly. I placed my hands in his hair unable to resist. Deeper and deeper he went.
Every thrust driving me closer to a powerful orgasm. He kissed my lips softly but passionately. I breathed in as he kissed my neck and further down. It felt so good. Every kiss, every touch, every thrust drove me mad with lust. I cried out when I came. He didn’t stop thrusting though but soon afterwards….I felt his release and he was panting hard along with me. His breath hit my face and I leaned up and kissed him. He was an addictive son of bitch. Yes….addictive son of a bitch. I shouldn’t be letting one guy take all my energy just because he took my prize possession. My virginity.
But I couldn’t stay away from him. He slowly slid out and sighed as he laid beside me he then pulled me into his arms and kissed my forehead. But then he was quickly up in a second and fell off the bed. I looked down at him. “What the hell?” I asked looking down at him. His eyes were focused on something behind me. I turned around and saw my dad standing there. “Oh my……….Uh…..hi dad! I didn’t know you were coming home……early.”
“I didn’t know that when I came early I’d catch my daughter having sex.” He said. I gulped and cringed. Whenever dad talked about sex, it was uncomfortable. “Oh…we weren’t…..no daddy. He was um……Logan was…..he was….”
“Why don’t you get dressed and come downstairs. You too, Lauren.”
“It’s Logan, sir.” He said getting up.
“That’s what I said, Lawrence.” He shut the door and I sighed.
“Did that shit just happen?” Logan asked.
“I think so. I need to find my panties.” I looked around and found them bunched up in the covers. I threw on some jogging pants and a tank top. Logan put on his clothes and came downstairs with me. My dad was sitting back against the couch with a cigar in his mouth. He looked at me and Logan as we sat down on the couch.
“Is this your boyfriend?” He asked. I nodded. Dad’s eyes looked to Logan. Studying him. “What do you do for living, son?” He asked. Narrowing his eyes.
“Um….well I guess you can say I’m a rock star.” He said shrugging.
“I never saw or heard of you before. What’s your name again? Larry?”
“Logan, sir.” He answered.
“Are you,” Dad glanced at me. “At least wearing protection?” He asked. I bit my lip and looked down into my lap. I heard my dad let out a sigh. “Okay….okay. Beth, go to the drugstore, get a test, if its positive, you’re not seeing Lenny anymore.”
“Dad! You can’t do that! Are you crazy?!” I yelled.
“Do what I say.”
“Me and Logan’s relationship is none of your business.”
“Don’t argue with me, Bethany. Get up and go to the store.” He said. He dug in his pocket and had a ten dollar bill held out to me. I snatched it and ran upstairs to grab my shoes. I understand that me and Logan should have used protection but he has no right to tell me rather or not I can be with Logan. My dad can be a selfish asshole.
I grabbed my jacket and ran back downstairs.
“Want me to go with you?” Logan asked. I didn’t answer. I just slammed the door shut and walked down the street. I quickly got to the store, snatched a pregnancy test and paid for it. I stomped back home and through the door. I heard daddy and Logan actually…..laughing when I got back. They were actually getting along. I went to the bathroom and peed on the stick. When I was done……..I sat the stick down on the counter and paced back and forth. I have to admit that I was half nervous. I heard a knock on the door and I opened it. Logan was standing there. “Did the results come back yet?” He asked walking in. I closed the door and sighed. “Another two minutes.” I said. He looked worried. He grabbed me and hugged me tightly. “No matter if that test is positive or negative, I won’t leave your side.” He breathed. I nodded and sighed as I pulled away from him.
After a little bit, I looked down on the pregnancy test on the counter and saw the black minus sign. I let out a sigh of relief. I turned to Logan. “It’s negative.” I said. Logan had a half smile on his face. “That’s great, babe. Right?” He asked. He seemed unsure. I nodded. “Yeah….it’s great.” He hugged me tightly.
“Let’s go tell my dad.” I pulled him out of the bathroom and we went downstairs to my dad. “I’m not pregnant.”
My dad smiled. “That’s great.” He said while nodding. Logan placed his hand on my cheek. “I got to go. Okay? I’ll be back lat- I’ll just be back.” He said staring me into my eyes.
I nodded. He leaned down and kissed me softly. “Bye. Bye Mr. Borges.” Logan said.
“Bye, Lester.” Dad replied. I rolled my eyes. Logan just smiled and left. I turned to my dad.
“He’s….a good kid. Well he’s not even a kid. He’s a man and you’re still in high school.”
“Dad, don’t be that kind of dad. Please don’t. I love him.”
“How long have you known him?” He asked.
“It doesn’t mat-“
“How long, Beth?”
“A week and a half.”
“There we go. And how long did it take for him to get in your pants?”
“Wow dad. Wow. Congratulations, you have officially called me a slut.”
“I’m not calling you a slut, Beth. I’d never call you that. When you two started sleeping together, whose idea was it?”
“Both of ours.” I answered.
“It’s the truth!”
“If you say so, Beth.”
“You’re so unbelievable. I can’t wait until I graduate and move out of this fucking place.”
“You can move out whenever you want. Go ahead and move in with you faggot rock star boyfriend. See if I care.”
“I will!” I yelled stomping upstairs. Who was he to get in my personal business? This is stuff I tell mom. I don’t tell dad shit because this is the way he’ll act.
Sometimes…..I hate my dad.