Chapter Fifty-Six:

It’s been about a month since Holland got into town. She and Doug have been flirting nonstop. It’s only a matter of time before they go out on a real date and sparks fly even higher. It’s fucking adorable.

Despite still healing, it’s a lot easier for me to concentrate. I’ve surpassed my doctor’s and teacher’s expectations. I’ve managed to catch up on all of my missed work and finish the rest of my material for last month of school. The tutor that Doug got me has helped a lot. I’ve had a lot of free time, so why not fill it with schoolwork? Yeah, it sucks, but it sure beats going through senior year again. No, thank you. Not for this lady… ever.

If I keep up the pace that I’ve been at, I’ll have my finals finished by next week. As long as I pass and my teachers give me the okay, I can walk with the senior class. It’s the best news I’ve gotten in a while.

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“Ace?” Brian asked, poking his head into my room. I willed my eyes to open and I focused on his sexy face. I looked over at him and smiled. I tried to rub away all traces of sleep from my eyes.

“What’s up, Stud?” I asked him, winking. He laughed and walked into my room.

“I have to turn in an extra credit project to Mr. Matthews. I didn’t know if you wanted to go with me and hand in your school work?” He offered. I bit my lip as I mulled it over. I nodded.

“Sure thing. Let me brush my hair.” I told him, crawling out of bed.

“Or… we could stay here and… not get out of bed?” He tried. I smiled at him and stopped moving. He walked up to me and put his hands on my hips. “Have I told you how hot you are when you wake up?” He asked me. I shook my head.

“No… I don’t think so.”

“Then let me show you.” He smirked, before putting me on my back. I laid in bed, waiting in anticipation. He knelt in between my legs and started kissing me. He started with my ankles and slowly, made his way to my inner thighs. I groaned as he kissed my pussy through my pajama shorts. He kept kissing me and I squirmed under him.

“It’s not nice to tease.” I complained. He chuckled and moved my shorts and panties out of the way. I jumped when I felt his tongue rub over my clit. “Bri-an,” I gasped.

“You have no idea how hard it makes me when you say my name like that.” He breathed, before doubling his efforts. I clutched the blankets under my hands. He pushed a finger inside of my and started hitting my G-spot. I groaned. I’m not going to last long. He grabbed my hips tighter and held me closer to him.

“Fuck Brian,” I moaned. I can feel myself getting closer. He pulled away from me and I hissed. He just smirked.

“I want to hear you when you come. Don’t hold back.” He commanded, looking at me expectantly.

“If you’re just going to stare at me, I’ll finish alone.” I warned him. He smirked and went back to work. It didn’t take long until I could practically taste the orgasm on the tip of my tongue. I heard a noise and my eyes opened. I glanced at the doorway and saw Matt watching us. Brian moved his tongue just the right way and sent me hurdling into my release. I gasped and my back arched.

“Ohhhh, God. Brian!” I moaned. Brian moved gave my womanhood a lazy lick. I shuddered and he shrugged.

“I had to clean you up.” He leaned in and kissed me. I could taste myself on his lips. “I think it’s safe to say that I’m addicted to your taste, Ace.” He smirked. It wasn’t until he said that, that I remembered Matt watching us. I glanced back at the doorway, only to find it empty.

“You didn’t shut my door.” I told him. He looked behind him and looked back at me, apologetic.

“Sorry Ace,” he apologized. “At least no one saw us.”

“I wouldn’t say that.” I argued.

“What?”

“Matt was watching just before I came. I didn’t have time to say anything. And I wasn’t exactly thinking about him when… you know.” I told him. His face is hard to read.

“I can’t really blame him, but I don’t like the idea of him watching us.” He sighed. He didn’t make any move to get up. Is that a good sign? “I’ll talk to him.” He told me as I climbed off of the bed to shut and lock my door. He got up. “We should go.” He said.

“It can’t wait a half hour?” I asked him. He looked confused, so I unbuttoned his jeans and took off my shirt. “You don’t really expect me to just leave you hanging, do you?” I questioned. He smirked. “Take off your clothes.”

“Yes ma’am.”

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Twenty minutes later, we were both panting on my bed, exhausted. God, he hits all of the right places. He rolled onto his side and kissed me, gently. I smiled against his lips and returned the kiss.

“We should shower.” I told him. He nodded, agreeing. “I’m not sure my legs work just yet.” I sighed.

“I’m pretty sure you were a cowgirl in your previous life.” He mused.

“Is that your way of saying that I should ride you more often?” I asked. He nodded.

“Hell yes,” he agreed.

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When we finally got to the school, I was clad in a pair of black, denim shorts that were far too short for the dress-code… not that I’m really sure it matters, anymore. I paired it with an old band-tee and a pair of Vans. I figured it didn’t matter much what I had on. It’s just school.
I followed Brian to Mr. Matthew’s room. He looked up at us when we walked in and smiled.

“Lydia, it’s nice to see you.” He told me, warmly.

“Likewise,” I assured him.

“He’s used to seeing your mother.” Brian quipped, as a smirk played its way onto his lips.

“What?” I asked. What am I missing?

“Brian, now’s not really the time.” Our teacher tried.

“What aren’t you telling me?” I asked, getting frustrated. I huffed and it all clicked. “Please, please, tell me that you’re not fucking my mother.” I begged him. He blushed and rubbed his forehead.

“You really shouldn’t be using language like that.” He deflected.

“Mr. Matthews,” I tried.

“‘Anthony,’ please,” he corrected me.

“Look, Anthony, she is seriously bad news. I don’t want you to get burned because she’s pissed at me. She stalked Doug Baker when he broke it off with her. And he broke it off with her, because she doesn’t care about my well-being. Her friend spent almost all of their relationship forcing himself on me and she didn’t understand why I wouldn’t see him when he came into town. Does that really sound like someone you want to shack up with?” I ranted.

“Lydia, I haven’t been seeing your mother on a regular basis. We aren’t official or anything, but I wasn’t aware of all of that. Brian warned me about her, but I thought he was exaggerating. I’m sorry I doubted you.” Anthony apologized. “On a less awkward note, will you be graduating with the rest of your class?” He asked me. I looked over at him and nodded.

“Yeah, actually, I’ll be coming in next week to take the finals. Mr. White told me that I could take them early.” I told him, before I started fishing through my bag and handing him my finished econ papers.

“Thank you. That’s amazing. I am sorry that I wasn’t able to teach you more, not that you seem to do it. You’re an ideal pupil. There is no doubt in my mind that you will be going on to do great things.” He assured me. I smiled.

“Thank you. That means a lot.” I assured him. “I actually have to turn in the rest of my work to other teachers. I’ll meet you in the front of school?” I asked Brian he nodded.

“See you in a few, Ace.” He leaned in and kissed me. We kept it brief since we were in front of prying eyes. I gave Mr. Matthews a small wave before picking up my bag and leaving. I hummed Papa Roach as I walked across the school.

“Do my eyes deceive me or am I really seeing Lydia Wolf?” Someone asked from behind me. I stopped in my tracked and pivoted to see who was talking about me. I made a face.

“What do you want Mike?” I asked him.

“Can’t I say hello to my favorite shorty?” He retorted. I rolled my eyes and turned back around and started walking towards my next class. He kept up with me, easily. He grabbed my waist and pulled me to a stop.

“Fucking really?” I growled.

“Hey, hey, I come in peace. I’m an idiot. I get it – okay? I go about everything the wrong way. I’m sorry. I mean it this time. I really do.” He told me. I sighed and shrugged.

“Is that it? Can I go now?” I asked him. He didn’t let go of me.

“Give me one more chance.” He pleaded.

“You were on your second chance, already.” I reminded him.

“Then give me a third.” He suggested.

“I’m going to fucking regret this.” I sighed. He beamed and hugged me to him. “I’m not stupid. I know that you have ulterior motives. I’m hoping that you’ll chose to be decent, instead of the slime you’ve been. If you try to blackmail me with another picture again, I will shoot you. Do you understand me? I’m not talking about blanks or a taser gun. I’m talking about an actual firearm. I won’t feel any remorse. Do you understand me? A bullet in the ass is going to be painful as hell.” I threatened him. He just smirked.

“I hear you loud and clear.” He promised.

“Good, then let me go. I need to turn this in.” I told him.

“I thought you were finished coming here.” He looked confused.

“I’ve been keeping up with the work. I’m taking my finals early and I’m graduating with all of you.” I admitted.

“Sweet,” he smiled. I rolled my eyes.

“I gotta go.” I told him, detaching myself from him and walking away. I felt his eyes on me.

“You look great, Lydia!” He yelled from behind me. I held my hand behind my back and flipped him off. Ain’t nobody got time for that.

Notes

*Drum-roll* And cue drama. Lots of things about to happen. More up tomorrow night!

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