"Rylee?"
The voice behind me, was so husky and sharp. Every single hair on my body stood up.
I turned to put a face to that voice and there he was. I remember thinking that can NOT be him...
"Do I know you?" I gave him my absolute all with attitude, I'm sure he hated me straight away.
"No. But you're about to, get your bags." I hated him, I hated that arrogant, beautiful bastard straight away. Shocked, absolutely shocked. How the hell could it be so?
"You're my Mom's boyfriend??...."
I just couldn't register it in my mind. It was actually laughable, she bagged a dude like that? How the fuck...
"Why you so surprised? Come on."
His voice was stern, I remember thinking no one talks to me like that, how fucking dare he?! Yet at the same time I kinda liked it.
"You're late. So don't order me around dude."
Oh he deserved it, little did I know... This guy wasn't a pushover and wasn't about to deal with my shit.
"Don't try that shit with me, sweetheart, hurry the fuck up I haven't got all day. Walk!!"
And he stormed off. Just like that. His posture, his strides. Everything was like one of those men out of films. You know the type, the rich one's in the crisp suits that woman only dream of meeting. Well, my Mom managed it. Of course, I liked him straight away he's one hot mother fuck.... Yet still, How fucking rude was he? Walking off and leaving me stood there absolutely gob smacked. Looking back now though, the electric vibes and the sexual tension was there. I didn't realise it was radiating off of him too though.
My thoughts were sexual almost straight away, and I knew it was wrong. I mean, he was with my mother. My step dad? The thought of that title makes me feel sick to my stomach now though. "step dad" no where near it.
"I will carry you! Don't test my patience Lil lady!...
That was it,"lil lady" oh, well, he had me right there and then.
...... Move it."
And now? That arrogant ass hole, he's my everything. Eurgh, I never imagined things would get this far, I never would have thought I'd have became that girl. The promiscuous sort, the one that suddenly started breaking boundaries that should never be broken. The girl that... Fuck, I fell in love with my step dad.
Oh fuck.
Jace!! I forgot all about him oh my god, if he's still here.. No, that's impossible. Hunter's cars here and I'm pretty certain he wouldn't have let him stay here.
So the thing is, this is it, you know? There's no turning back from this. If I don't do it things are going to continue how they are and I'll keep running into another man's arms because I'm too impatient, selfish and needy.
I want him, I don't want to share him. I know they're not technically together but to me they are? She's going to take his last name, I'm literally half laughing and half sobbing in my head thinking about that wedding. But I have to think like Hunter for once, I'm putting myself in his shoes what would he do if he was me?
Would he just roll over and watch me marry another guy, his father? Would he fuck! So my attitude has changed completely and now I want him, and I only want all of him not half. So is Hunter about to become my step dad for real?
Over my dead body will that happen.
"Hey pumpkin!" I have so much hate for that man. My Dad, its crazy how differently I look at him now. He makes me feel sick to my stomach, he's not my father. He's not the person that used to place me on his knee and let me read the newspaper with him on Sunday mornings.
He's not the person that used to take us night fishing and he's certainly not gonna be calling me pumpkin anymore.
I hold my hand up towards his face, "Not today." and I continue to walk past him, this isn't normal behaviour from him he doesn't say a word. He doesn't force me to apologise or tell me how disrespectful I'm being towards him. He simply let's me go.
Maybe he knows? Maybe he knows that I know he's not that fucking father I once thought he was he's not the strong caring man I once knew. He's a manipulative cunt, to put it nicely. I'm glad they're clearly back together even if they are hiding it.
They deserve everything they get, and that would be each other. What's better punishment than that?
Aah. There she is. Stood dressed in expensive clothes and jewelry, courtesy of Hunter of course. Perfectly manicured nails, amazingly styled hair and a face clearly full of botox yet she's never looked older.
Not to me anyway, she looks drained, worn out and exactly like the witch she's now revealed herself as.
"What do you want?"
Sipping out of her small martini glass thinking she's something special as per usual.
I think about walking past and ignoring her but then I remember, it's god damn truth day!
I turn slightly to walk towards her, I stop when I get as close as I can stand to be. With one arm folded across my stomach, the other up towards my face with a single finger on my lips as though I'm seeking into her black fucking soul, studying her every thought and movement.
"What's your problem? What you looking at?"
Oh the tone of her voice makes me want to smack her senseless, But that's not me. I'm not aggressive, however only she can bring that side of me out.
"I want to know how you think it's OK to be with Dad whilst you're apparently marrying Someone else?"
The smirk falls from her face, I got you. Her face says it all, she is in fact back with dad.
"you're delusional as usual, Rylee." she laughs. Pathetic.
"Did you not like your surprise?"
Bitch.
"I struggle to realise what exactly you thought you would achieve by doing that?"
I guess she thought I'd fall into his arms and want him back?
Laughable.
"I thought you could do with someone your own age, sweetie."
Sweetie? Is she for real?
"Why would I want someone my own age when I can have a real man? I seem to remember you using similar words on me before."
Its not something to be proud about, rubbing it in her face like that but you know, it feels so fucking good.
Her face makes it all worth it.
So now, her face is like fire, she's so mad. Oh, I wonder how much I can push her?
Petty, immature, brat. Yes. That's me.
"He's marrying me, I don't care what little crush you have on him its over. He doesn't want you."
I kinda feel sorry for her, kinda. Nearly.
I laugh, sarcastically.
"He don't want me? That's weird, extremely weird. He told me different when he was fucking me senseless."
I instantly regret it, Not because of her.
"WHAT?!?!?!?"
Remi. Fuck.
I don't know where to put myself, I want the ground to open up and swallow me whole. He's gonna hate me, he's gonna hate Hunter. He's gonna fucking disown me...
"Why don't you ask your precious sister what she's been up to since she came back home."
It happens quicker than I can even think about it.
I punch her so hard across the face it sends her stumbling back and to the ground. "You evil manipulative old bitch! I go ahead and straddle her body and start hitting, slapping, punching I can't.. I can't stop.
I hear voices around me, muffled I can't snap out of this enough to hear what's being said or who's saying what. This is my mother.
I'm beating my own mother.
I want to stop, what has she pushed me to? All of the anger...
Logan.
Jace.
Hunter.
My childhood.
Her vile comments towards Ryan.
Her hate for all three of us.
I just can't hold it in any longer... I'm at my breaking point and she's the one that's breaking in front of me.
Until I feel myself lifting higher into the air and over a familiar shoulder.
The smell cannot be mistaken.
I stop fighting, my whole body collapses onto him, I'm crying so hard I can't even see where I'm being carried to, I do hear Remi shouting after me though.
Why is this my life?
People say that every single day when they're pissed off, bored. Their hairs not going right, they have school and don't wanna go, their parents are mithering them to do something they don't want to do, chores maybe.
But when I say why is this my life..
I mean it.
It's like a whirlwind of depression, anger, tears and lies. It's turned me into something I'm not.
I just beat my own mother like an animal, even though she's a bitch.
That's my mother.
Suddenly I'm thrown down onto a bed, Hunter's bed.
I wipe my eyes and look up towards him, his hands are scrunched into his hair in anger he's not making any kind of eye contact with me at all.
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?"
I can't even answer because I don't even know who that was never mind what it was. I lower my head and notice my blooded fists. Shit, what did I do?
"Rylee, look at me right now!"
Usually that tone would turn me on, not today. I'm terrified of him for the first time.
He's so fucking mad, even more crazy than the night he carried me out of Gino's bed naked.
I'm not sure how long it takes me to collect my thoughts together but it seems its a little too long when he pounds himself down on the bed beside me, takes his hand to my face and rags my face towards him.
"I said look at me, God damn it!"
Well, now I'm looking at him. Through force of course, I have no choice.
"Rylee? What happened? I heard a commotion and found your beating her like a wild out of control teenager!"
Did he just say that?
Teenager.
He did.
"Maybe because I am a fucking wild out of control teenager, did that ever cross your mind?"
Shouldn't have said that.
Should not have said that..
"Are you fucking with me right now? Are you seriously going to talk back to me like that? Tell me what the fuck happened?!"
You know when too much gets on top of your shoulders and there has to be some kind of release? Half of that release just went onto my mother's face. The other half?
Hunter is about to deal with.
"Is this sexual?"
"Pardon?" he may as well have steam exiting his ears how angry he is but you know what? I don't care.
"Is this you in daddy mode right now? Or is this you acting as my fucking step father?"
"What the hell has gotten into you? This isn't you!" he's looking at me different, with kinda disgust?
A way I never thought he of all people would look at me. I need to push him, I need to see how much he loves me, if at all. I came here for him, but I'm not going to let him know that. Not yet, maybe not at all. Depending on how he reacts, how he reacts to me being teenage Rylee. If he can't handle me at my worst, he's not for me.