OBSESSION

part 6

Mia's pov:

It has been two weeks. We were living really fine. Dylan had been working most evenings after school, then he would come home, pick his car then go get Ryan from Mrs. Parkinson. I offered to help him by picking up Ryan. I didn't mind. Sometimes, I just felt bad for Dylan and all he was going through.

He'd come in late and go see his brother probably to make sure his assignments were done and he was showered and asleep. Then I'd hear him knock gently at my door.
'Mia, you awake?' I'd pretend to be asleep because, Frankly, I wanted him to get some rest.

It was now on a Friday. I came from school early and headed straight to Ryan's school. Yeah, I know, so Ryan went to a school nearby, but since his brother was always working, he'd go to his friend's house after school that was Mrs Parkinson's son. But these days, I made sure to pick him up from school immediately.

"Mia! Thanks for picking me up. Wow. I have never seen you in this car before. It's pretty."

"You like it?"

"Yeah."

It was one of my dad's cars. Since he was never around, I used any of his cars. I took Ryan to an ice cream shop and got him some ice cream. I also needed to get some since the one I had bought was almost over.

We then went to the park and had so much fun. We were now heading home when my phone rang.

"Hey Dylan, what's up?"

"Mia, did you pick Ryan up?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"God, I was so worried. You didn't text me."

"Oh, sorry. I must have forgotten. We are headed home now. Are you done with work?"

"Yeah, I got back like an hour ago. Hurry."

I hang up and looked over at Ryan. He was falling asleep but I just couldn't help but smile. he was so lucky to have Dylan. They loved each other and I was glad I met them.

We got home and I carried Ryan to his room.

"God, he's getting heavy."

"Thanks to you. I wanted to spend sometime with you today. Thank goodness Ryan is asleep. Let's go to my room?"

I followed him to his room. It was neat, he had his books on the table neatly. He had a lot of books actually.

"Wow. This place is nice."

"Well, I do try my best. We did not finish our conversation?"

He took out his laptop and played some music. We sat on his bed talking.

"Yeah, kind of."

"Tell me what other condition you did not tell me?"

"Mostly I was joking, not some really big deal."

"Thought we'd discuss rent?"

"What the hell? Rent for what?" I didn't see that coming.

"Well, ik living in your house, with my brother. It's not good to invade your space like that."

" I was lonely. I am glad you moved in. I love hanging out with Ryan. I don't mind."

"Uhm thanks?"

"Yeah yeah, I haven't talked to my dad though, he has been busy. But he said we can talk tomorrow."

"Let me know what he says."

"Tell me why you moved?"

"Rent issues? I already told you."

"You clearly lied. I talked to your landlord, he said your dad was paying his rent on time."

"Wow. Detective Mia. You did your research." He laughed nervously.

"Tell me Dylan."

"Okay. So, I am not yet eighteen. Somehow, someone, I guess Mr. X, you still remember him? He might have told on me. one day, the cops pulled up on me and told me that they knew my about my dad's absence and they had to take Ryan with them. Honestly, I don't need Ryan moving from home to home whilst he has me, his family. So, I had to tell them that they were wrong and that my dad was still present and taking good care of us. I knew they didn't buy it, so I had to move out and buy sometime, till I am 18, then they wouldn't bother us."

"I'm sorry."

"No. It's fine. I have survived till now. We only have like four more months to go. Just keep it on the low, as long as we're not seen together they can't draw any strings that could attach you to me."

"Means, I should also not get Ryan from school?"

"Yeah. But look, you can hang out in the house all you want. Okay, it's not like I don't like you or anything, I like you, you know that.."

"You like me?"

"No. I...no"

"So, you don't like me?"

"Come on Mia. Please don't do this."

I laughed at him. He was so desperate. It looked really bad on him. At least, I cleared the sad air.

"So, about that douchebag thing.,, Why? I am that much of a douche?"

"Yeah. Does it bother you?"

"Whatever hail Mary."

He reminded me. I checked my watch, it was almost midnight. Which means, I could put on a show before sleeping.

"By the way, how much do you love peanuts?"

"So much."

"Good."
He took out a packet of peanuts and started eating. He smirked at me. He was playing with me, really??

I reached to grab them from his hands but he did not let go. I struggled and he just laughed at me. We were now in a weird position. We were lying on the bed with me straddling on his thighs on top of him, trying to reach the peanuts since he had them above his head. My breasts were now on his face. He didn't seem to notice though. I assumed that and decided to take this chance.

Honestly, the move I had thought on when I said about putting on a show before sleeping was just to peck him goodnight. But this was better.

The more I tried reaching them, the more he moved them higher and backwards. Meant, I had to move more and I did. He thought it was innocent but I had something else planned. Now, his face was fully buried in my chest. I noticed his hesitation. He was giving in.

I then moved my hands to grab his hair. I could feel the bulge growing inside his trouser. I pushed my chest more and now his hands fell on my back. Hugging me, he turned us around so that he was now on top of me. The peanuts were now on the bed and I was so wet.

This was going out of control. I slid from under him, took the peanuts, and whispered to his ears.
"Goodnight, Dylan."
I went out eating the peanuts and closed the door to his room then shouted a 'sweetdreams'