I Dare You

I Dare You

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Blake and Hope loved to hate each other. Would a game of dare turn their hate to love.

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Summary

Blake and Hope loved to hate each other. Would a game of dare turn their hate to love.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Hope.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: September 20, 2016

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: September 20, 2016

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Hope.

 

Divorce, one small word, which can cause so much pain, and my parents were in the process of a possible divorce. I was heartbroken. I couldn’t imagine mum without dad, or dad without mum. They belonged together, and I knew they were both broken by this too.

They needed time alone, to try and work it out, I thought. So I decided to go and stay with Jan and her parents for the summer. My mum had begged me to stay, but I had assured her it was only for a short time. I couldn’t stand to see, the two people I loved most in the world, tearing strips off one another.

They had both agreed that maybe it was for the best, for now at least. It was the first thing they had agreed on in months. Jan was my best friend. We had known each other since school. Her mum and dad were like my surrogate family, and before all this with my parents, they were like surrogate parents to Jan.

Ken and Barbara, definitely not Barbie, I learnt that the hard way, were only too happy to have me staying.

“You can stay as long as you need to dear, but I’m afraid you will have to share with Jan, Blake is coming home from collage for the summer”

Oh god Blake. If I had known he was coming home, I probably wouldn’t have asked to stay. Blake was Jan’s older, and more arrogant, brother. He was the most popular boy in school, the most athletic, and the most gorgeous too. But he sure knew it, in a cocky way.

When he left school, there had been a collective sob from all the girls. If I was honest, I was one of those girls. I had crushed on Blake for so many years. He, however, barely gave me the time of day, unless he was teasing me. He would tease me when I was in their house, and especially when he was with his football buddies.

I never let him get away with it though. He used to say I was like a tiny firework. He called himself the bright spark, and I was the firework he would happily ignite. I would yell till my face flushed, calling him all kinds of names. He would just laugh at me, he drove me nutty.

When he had left for collage, I did miss him, I must admit. I even missed the teasing. I must be a glutton for punishment. Over the two years he was away though, I had gotten over my crush, and I dreaded seeing him again. What if he hadn’t changed? I would be stuck for a whole summer, with the asshole I loved to hate.

I moved in the next day, my dad dropped me off. I gave him a huge hug.

“I’ll miss you dad”

I cried.

“Hay, no tears, we are only down the road”

“Yeah, but for how long”

“Oh honey, I’m so sorry you are caught up in this”

“Can’t you just get past it, you love mum and she loves you”

He held me at arm’s length, and looked into my eyes.

“I can promise that I will try and do all I can to make this better. I do love your mum, with all my heart, and I know she loves me. We just have to figure out if that is enough, baby. But no matter what, we will both love you forever, and I will only ever be just a phone call away. Call and I will be there, you know that right?”

“Yes dad”

I wept as I hugged him again. Once I had stopped the tears, we said bye, and I waved him off. I picked up my bags, and turned to walk up the path. I stopped in my tracks, when I almost walked straight into a huge body.

“Shit, sorry”

I laughed. I glanced up and Blake glared down at me.

“Watch where you are going little one”

He grinned. So it begins, I thought. He always teased me about my height.

“Sorry”

I mumbled, as I pushed my way past to get inside quickly.

“Don’t I even get a hello?”

He yelled after me. I ignored him, and dashed toward the door. Ok, so I must admit, that crush I was over, turns out I’m not as over it as I thought. 


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