I woke up the next morning to Jimmy running his fingers down the curves of my body. "Having fun James?" I asked with a laugh. He smiled and said "Why yes, I am having fun, thanks for asking." I laughed and got up to get some clothes out for the day. I then remembered that the Poison concert was tonight and Jimmy and I were going with the guys.

"Hey Jimbo, you know what I just remembered?" I asked while running my shower water.

"What's that love?" he called back
I ran into the bedroom and jumped on top of him replying "The Poison concert is tonight and we're going with the guys!"
"Oh yeah, that is today! I can't wait babe." he said
"Can we go to the mall babe? I need an outfit for the concert and just new clothes in general." I asked while bouncing on him
"Well yeah, but if you keep bouncing on me like that, I have a feeling that we aren't going to make it out of this bed." he smirked. I blushed, which is something none of us never really understood because of my cocoa skin. Guess I'm just different. I didn't really notice it at first, but I started to grind our hips together. It felt so good, I let out a little gasp and closed my eyes as Jimmy let out a soft moan. Just as I reached down to give him a kiss, my dad walked in.

"WHAT IN THE SHITTING HELL IS GOING ON IN HERE!!" my father yelled. Just. My. Fucking. Luck. This would happen to me. I jumped off of Jimmy and I swear I was going to pass out. "What do you think you're doing with my daughter James Owen Sullivan!? Get your ass out of my house now!" "Daddy, please stop! You act like he was having his way with me. We were just kissing. Please don't talk to him like that." I pleaded, barley above a whisper. I was never one to be disrespectful to my parents. NEVER. I was raised to have respect for everyone.

"Listen here you whore, I can't even stand to look at you right now. Just wait until I tell your mother. You better hope she can talk me out of putting your ass out of this house. As for now, leave. I don't want you in MY house." He yelled in my face.
I wasn't going to cry, I couldn't. But what I was going to do is gather all of things. That bastard didn't buy anything in this room except for my bed, and he could have it. The guys bought all of my clothes. Mostly Jimmy's mom. She knew that I stole money from my parents to help the guys out with their band. She didn't approve, but she didn't look down upon me for it.

"Fine, you want me gone? I'll leave then. But I'm taking ALL of my stuff. I'll take some now, and get the rest later. You didn't buy any of my things and neither has mom. I have bought all of my things except for this bed. By law you can't deny me my things. Now I'll be on my way, excuse me." I said calmly as I pushed my way past him. I went to my closet and grabbed my duffel bags and suitcases. I started to throw my shirts into one suitcase and Jimmy came along side going to put all of my bottoms in another suitcase. We went for my bras and underwear and all of my pajamas. Another bag for shoes and then I started packing all of my body wash, shampoo and other things of that nature.

I grabbed my phone and laptop and put those in my backpack. With that Jimmy and I were carrying away my stuff to his house. The guys showed up when we walked outside. Of course they didn't understand but Jimmy just told them to shut up and grab a bag. I went back up one last time to get my stash of money. I would always save 20 dollars from a paycheck or when I would babysit and cut grass or something I would save that money. I cut my closet floor and stashed it in there. I had about $800 dollars saved up. I stuffed it in my bag and ran down the stairs. Bye-Bye old house.

Notes

Kinda short but I just wanted to update.
Thoughts?