After sex cigarettes // dreamwastaken

XXXIX

The meal is insufferable. Long question for no reason, indirect answers, small talk, the whole 9-yards
"So where's Isla and Amelia, I can barley get ahold of them" my mum shifts her eyes from mine
"Amelias a very busy girl, you know her a Samuel are going strong. And Isla, well she's as the kids say "emo"."
"Emo?" I scoff "how so?"
"She never comes out her room, she dyed her beautiful blonde hair black. I mean for heavens sakes. And she's covered in metal, if you can find a space that isn't cover with a piercing, hats off to you." I roll my eyes at my mums rude, cruel remarks
"Tell her to answer my calls, we can go shopping or something. It's on me"
"Huh! I should think so, I mean after your fathers passing you never have to work." I can't handle this woman anymore
"Clay?" I raise my hand to his forehead "oh my gosh, you feel a little warm"
"What?" I kick his leg "erm urm- oh yeah, I feel a bit washed out. Do I look super ill?"
"Peaky is how I'd put it, I think you need to go to bed"
"You do look glum cray."
"Clay." I correct her " yeah maybe we should go." I hug my mum and Steve pulls me into a weird hug that I wriggle out of "come clay," I hoist his arm around my shoulder "put all your weight on me, thank you for the dinner Steve, I'll see you both in a few days" we depart from the restaurant

"Who's parents are worse?" He jokes but I shoot him an annoyed look "since I'm so ill maybe you'll have to take my temperature" he pulls me onto his knee in the back of the taxi
"Maybe so" I peck his nose.
"My fever is just so high. I'm so hot and sweaty"
"Oh yeah? What would you like me to do?" He whispers all these dirty things into my ear causing me to damped that his words. He rubs the length of my thigh, each time getting a little higher.
"Is this your sick little fantasy?"
"You're my sick little fantasy" he nibbles my ear lobe. As a pair we can barley hold it together in the taxi, all the little touches electrify me.

After sex we lay, a hot sticky mess on top of each other
"What does your mom mean?"
"What about?"
"Like about your dad," my breathing stops "and him passing away" I roll off him and tuck myself under the covers
"So my dad was a rugby player, he was really good until his hip went, so he became a coach, he played for England and then co-coached England. He was a notorious bastard but they always won. So Amelia and Isla are my half sisters, right? My mum was having an affair with Steve through out all they're marriage, anyway, paternity tests were demanded and I was my dads only child. his dads still in a care home, barley breathing, and he was a single child, so when he died I gained all his assets, well when I turned 18." He listens patiently
"Why work then?"
"My dad would turn in his grave if he found I wasn't working, my accountant put it all into hir (high interest return isas) for me, so when I come to buy a house or something I don't have to worry"
"You're so perfect"
"What the hell?! I work as a Disney princess for a little bit of cash that I don't really need. You mustn't tell anyone about this though, Ena doesn't even know!" He does the 'my lips are sealed motion'. "Are you excited to see my sister, isla is the coolest person to live" he chuckles before pulling my head into his chest
"What about Amelia?"
"Me and amelia never saw eye to eye and still don't, she tries to claim that my dad is her dad, even though we've fraternity tests. She used to go off on my dad calling him every name under the sun and then when he died she brought all types of lawyers in trying to take money." I roll my eyes, he rubs my shoulder up and down to else the tension.

"Are you joking? Get in the taxi, hurry up?" She's stumbling in her 4 inch demonias "quickly! I'm being charged for this" and in sits probably my most favourite person in the world, Isla.
"It takes a while to walk in these" I wrap her into a hug
"You're such a Little bitch! Never replying to my texts or face times! I even downloaded Snapchat so we can snap!" She looks a little taken back "don't give me that look lala!"
"Sorry I've had things to do" I scoff
"For two year?" She roles her eyes, we briefly catch up in the 20 minute taxi until we're dropped of at Camden market

"Okay, get whatever you want, it's on me" we walk towards a jewellery store,
"Why'd you leave?"
"I don't know. I guess I missed my dad, needed a new start." She's casually browsing
"Did you get it?" I nod
"Yeah, I met clay, Ena and Nicky"
"Which ones your boyfriend? Or girlfriend?"
"Clay. Do you want to come meet him, he's out meeting his friends at the moment, but between us I'd rather spend every second with you." I nudge her
"Yeah I'll meet him. Only if I can stay with you for a few days."
"Yeah of course, aren't you in school though"
"Nope college is all online"
"God I forget you're so old"
"I'm 17" she huffs
"18 in 4 months" we make chatter about her boyfriend and mine. I buy her absolutely everything.
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Posted     18:50
                 13/12/21