Welcome Visitor: Login to the siteJoin the site

Its not love

Novel By: IceBreaker
Erotica



(FINISHED)Jenna Robinson is a young waitress finishing school. But one day she meets a guy named Tristan and her whole life changes. View table of contents...


Chapters:

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34

Submitted:Jul 7, 2012    Reads: 785    Comments: 11    Likes: 4   


Chapter 9: Thought I could be without you

When my shift was over, Lindsey stayed outside her car watching me until I got into my car. I drove home and saw my dad's car in the driveway. I walked into my house and saw my mom sitting on the couch watching TV. My dad was on the phone cussing out someone. Average family.

"Hey guys…make yourself at home." I said. My mom smiled at me and got up and hugged me. "I missed you."

"I missed you too, mom"

"So Shane told me about your boyfriend. What's his name again?"

"He's not my boyfriend anymore and it was Tristan."

My dad hung up his phone and placed it on the table. "And she's denying the fact that he hit her."

"Dad…he did not."

"Okay. Okay. Fine. Anyway, me, your mom, her friend Andrea and one of my friends are going up to the lake house on Monday. We were hoping you'd want to come."

"Of course. I wouldn't miss it for the world."

"Good," My mom said smiling. "We were hoping you'd bring someone along but you've made it clear that you don't have a boyfriend anymore."

"I can bring Lindsey."

My dad shook his head. "No. She scares the shit out of me."

"Dad she's just in love with you." I said.

He smiled. "I'm not interested." He said shrugging and then looked over and winked at my mom. She blushed.

"I'll be there guys alone or with Lindsey." I said.

"Alright. I need to go. Have some business to take care of."

"The house?" My mom asked.

My dad nodded.

"You mean the house of girls? You're still in the business?" I asked.

"Well I'm not fucking the girls…just…..selling them."

"And you're okay with this?" I asked my mom. She nodded.

"I mean yes I'd wish it'd stop but Shane doesn't seem to care what I think." She said looking up at him.

"Yes I do. This business is just what some people in my family want. I have to keep doing it rather I like it or not. I don't have a fucking choice." He said shrugging.

My mom sighed. "Okay well good luck dad." He smiled and grabbed his phone while my mom hugged me. "I'll see you Monday. You remember the directions, right?"

I nodded. "Always do."

She smiled and walked out of the door. My dad hugged me and then looked at me. "I'm always here for you, Jenna."

"I know dad."

He kissed my forehead and then left out. I closed and the locked the door behind him. I need a drink or five.

I went to my cabinet and brought out a bottle of vodka. I went into my room with the bottle and closed and locked my door. I put the bottle down on my night stand and pulled my shorts off and took off my shirt so that I was only in my tank top and panties and I went to my mp3 player and hooked it up to some speakers and turned up the song "So what" By Pink. I opened the bottle of Vodka and chugged the bottle. I sat the bottle down and started singing along as I jumped on my bed.

Na-na-na-na, na-na, na Na-na-na-na na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na, na Na-na-na-na na-na

I guess I just lost my husband I don't know where he went So I'm gonna drink my money I'm not gonna pay his rent

I got a brand new attitude And I'm gonna wear it tonight I'm gonna get in trouble I wanna start a fight

Na-na-na-na, na-na, na I wanna start a fight Na-na-na-na, na-na, na I wanna start a fight!

I jumped off my bed.

"So, so what? I'm still a rock star I got my rock moves And I don't need you

And guess what I'm having more fun And now that we're done I'm gonna show you tonight

I'm alright I'm just fine And you're a tool!"

I grabbed the bottle and drunk some more.

"So, so what? I am a rock star I got my rock moves And I don't want you tonight

Uh, check my flow, uh

The waiter just took my table And gave it to Jessica Simp, shit! I guess I'll go sit with drum boy At least he'll know how to hit

What if this song's on the radio Then somebody's gonna die I'm gonna get in trouble My ex will start a fight!

I jumped onto my bed and sung loudly.

"Na-na-na-na, na-na, na He's gonna start a fight Na-na-na-na, na-na, na We're all gonna get in a fight!

So, so what? I'm still a rock star I got my rock moves And I don't need you

And guess what I'm having more fun And now that we're done I'm gonna show you tonight

I'm alright I'm just fine And you're a tool

So, so what? I am a rock star I got my rock moves And I don't want you tonight!"

I continued jumping on my bed while chugging the vodka. I didn't care about anything tonight. I'm just glad I got out of that relationship with Tristan before it could get any worst.

"You weren't there You never were You want it all But that's not fair

I gave you life I gave my all You weren't there You let me fall!"

I put the bottle down and jumped off my bed and jumped to my chair while singing, "So, so what? I'm still a rock star I got my rock moves And I don't need you

And guess what I'm having more fun And now that we're done I'm gonna show you tonight

I'm alright I'm just fine And you're a tool!"

"So, so what? I am a rock star I got my rock moves And I don't want you tonight

No no, no no I don't want you tonight You weren't there I'm gonna show you tonight

I'm alright I'm just fine And you're a tool

So, so what? I am a rock star I got my rock moves And I don't want you tonight

Ba-da-da-da, da-da!"

I was tired and out of breath but wanted to sing and drink some more. I liked spending this time alone.

I then turned on "I love rock and roll" By Joan Jett. And it got me really hyper and I continued jumping around some more while singing along.

The next morning when I woke up I had a huge headache. Right. This is why I don't drink anymore. My phone rang and I looked at my clock. Eleven twenty. Damn. What time did I go to sleep? I sat up and ran my fingers through my hair and looked around my room. Three bottles of Vodka were lying on my bed. My dresser was lying flat on the floor. My makeup and shit was thrown all over the room. Damn.

It was Saturday. Thank god I didn't have class or work today.

Someone knocked on my door. I was still only in my tank top and panties. Oh who the hell cares?

I went downstairs and answered the door. It was Lindsey. She walked in.

"I called you three times last night and I knocked on your door. You didn't answer anything."

"I'm sorry. I was….celebrating."

"Celebrating?"

"I had myself a little party tonight."

"With who?" She asked.

"A guy name vodka and he made me very happy. Except for this fucking headache."

"You're hung-over?"

"So much." I laid down on the couch.

"You're not doing this because of Jackass are you?" She asked. I shook my head.

"Just wanted to release a little that's all." I said shrugging.

Lindsey sat across from me on my coffee table.

"Hey in about two days, I'm going to my family's lake house. Want to tag along?"

"Sure. Is your dad going to be there?" She asked. A wide smile creeped onto her face.

I rolled my eyes and nodded.

"Oh hell yeah. I'm there." Lindsey said smiling.

"Okay. Meet me here at like two."

"Alright. Well…I just came over to make sure you were okay."

I nodded. "Yeah I'm fine. I just….needed sometime alone and I got it so I'm fantastic now." I said.

"Alright. I'll see you on Monday."

"Okay."

Lindsey got up and left.

I spent the whole day cleaning up my house. I couldn't stand it being so fucked up.

At about nine at night, someone knocked on my door. Lindsey needs to stop worrying about me. I was fine. I went up to the door and opened it.

Tristan stared at me.

I stared back at him. "What are you…?"

"Can I come in?" He asked.

I shook my head. "No. No you can't come in."

"Jenna, you can't push me away forever."

"Yes the fuck I can."

Tristan put his hand on the door making it open more and causing me to back into the house as he came in staring down at me. He shut the door and kept his eyes on me.

"Get the fuck out you cocky prick."

Tristan walked over to me and I backed up until I was pressed against the wall. "Tristan please." I whispered.

"Please what?"

"Get out."

"No, Jenna."

I pushed him as hard as I could. "I said get the fuck out you fucking idiot!"

Tristan pushed me against the wall and started kissing me. I tried to push him away.

"Stop." I whispered.

Tristan grabbed my face with both his hands and made me look up at him. "I'm sorry, Jenna. I won't ever hurt you again. Okay? I love you." He whispered.

"No. Fuck you." He kissed me again while pulling down my pants. His lips didn't leave mine for a second. Tears came to my eyes as he basically ripped my shirt from my body. I was now only in my panties. "Tristan, I'm serious. Get out."

"Make me." He breathed and then kissed me again. He picked me up and made me wrap my legs around him as he put me on my desk. "Please Tristan, don't."

He kissed me while a gripping a handful of my hair. "Don't." I kept saying while he kept kissing me. He got his pants down and pulled me closer to him and slowly entered me. I stopped fighting and let him kiss me. I invited his tongue in my mouth. I didn't want to fight any longer. I just wanted to feel him cum inside me.





4

| Email this story Email this Novel | Add to reading list



Reviews

About | News | Contact | Your Account | TheNextBigWriter | Self Publishing | Advertise

© 2013 TheNextBigWriter, LLC. All Rights Reserved. Terms under which this service is provided to you. Privacy Policy.