“If leave him, what happens?” Jeandre asked me.
“What does that mean?” I asked him.
“You’re important. He needs you”
“Not really, he has tons of personal assistant”
“Then why are you always with him?”
“Because we’re friends… Are you going to give me a lift or are you just going to keep on asking me questions”
He sighed and shook his head.
“Just when I thought we were finally having a great conversation”
“I should have choked you with that plastic bag when I was nine” I told him and he chuckled.
“You know, you were the nastiest kid I ever met” Jeandre said.
I rolled my eyes at him.
“It was a disappointment when you never showed up again ” he sounded wistful.
“I didn’t know you waited for me to come around again, you should have just told my mum. I’m sure she would have brought me me along on one of Christian’s evening lessons ”
He held the door open and he took my luggages from me
“Trust me I didn’t want you to come back but it was refreshing to meet someone that was my age ”
I rolled my eyes at him again and I sat in the car while he put my luggages in the back.
“Do you want to hear a confession?” He asked me.
I tapped my fingers on the dashboard and he got into the car.
“Well..” he urged.
“Tell me” I spat.
“I couldn’t stop having fantasies about you” he whispered.
I turned to him and I swear I almost slapped him but his expression was serious.
“You did?” I asked trying to school my voice to sounds bored even when I was feeling with curiosity.
“Yes. I only saw you once but you were imprinted into my head”
“Maybe it’s because I stole your toy truck. I couldn’t believe a nice year old still kept toys” I made a sound of throwing up and he laughed.
“So after you stole it, what did you do with it, burn it?”
He had a point, I played with the truck because I didn’t have any. It was my first toy. I still remember Jeandre, I still remember that day as clear as if it happened yesterday.
The sky was fairly dark and my mother had whispered something about it raining and also she was scared she would get fired because she was late. We entered a cab to a big mansion, it was too scary to look at because of it’s size.
We walked into two large doors and there was a golden haired kid walking down the stairs with a look of boredom, but immediately his eyes caught mine it lit like the Eiffel tower.
My mother dragged me to the dining table where a young teen sat. He was dressed in black and he never spoke a word until my mother asked him a question. I could tell my mother was slightly scared of him, it made me fear him.
After my mother left he stared at me and I remember holding in my pee because the fear made me want to pee all over myself. After he told me I was adopted, there was only one person that seemed like he could cure me with his vast collection of toys.
It was Jeandre, he was as quiet as the evil black haired boy and I thought they were brothers, so I wanted to cause him pain but all my attempts were overlooked and he kept on playing with me, I gave up and played with him in return.
When the time came to leave I took his truck and shoved it into my bag. I still had that truck until I left my house at fifteen.
The next time I saw that golden haired kid, he was a grown man and that fire in his eyes had been buried so deep nothing could resurrect it, he had invisible scars and I knew that something or someone had truly hurt him.
“What were the Fantasies about?” I asked him, we hadn’t moved from the driveway, his hands were in the steering but he didn’t start the car.
“What are men’s fantasies about? You were mean ti me and I grew up to find it sexually appealing”
“You lie mean girls?”
“No, I like punishing mean girls ”
“What does that mean?” I asked, trying and failing to hide the interest in my voice.
“If you want I can show you” he said, a little of the fire sparked I knew that of I said yes I would be in trouble. He was waiting for an answer, wait… He was serious.
“This involves sex, right?” I asked him and he nodded slowly.
“It does”
“You want to have sex with me… No, I don’t think so I just got out of a relationship with a psychopath”
He smiled softly and nodded his head.
“Understandable, where are we driving to?” He asked me.
I didn’t know what was happening but I was turned on by gis offer and I felt as if I would lose if I didn’t take his offer on punishing me.
I leaned forward, grabbed his neckline and pulled him towards me. I pressed my lips against him and took his mouth in sharp and hungry kiss.
He was still but after a few seconds, he returned the kiss with that same energy and boy, he was good at kissing. I leaned in to get more of his kiss and he leaned into me too. The kiss became frantic and wild, his hands came to my waist and he didn’t waste anymore time, he slipped it under my top.
I moaned into his mouth as he gave my right breast a squeeze. He did it again and switched to the left one. He pushed my bra aside and I felt his fingers on my nipple, then it became clear.
What we were about to do, he was serious about this, he pulled out of the kiss to stare at me.
“You have now to change your mind because if we continue, I can’t go back”