Falling For The Player

FFTP: Twenty-Three

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Last night was terrible.

Just terrible. That's simply it.

My dad surprisingly looked bad. It looked like he was glad to see me. I don't know why but that made me get a weird felling. Not a good one either.

He let us into his house and I almost tripped over a little boy running around in just a dipper while there were two other teenagers fighting with a pregnant lady around my dads age in the background.

The house wasn't dirty, but it wasn't clean. The house was very loud too. My dad was dressed in sweatpants and a t-shirt. He had a beard which was very uncommon for him. Back in the 'happy' days, he never let his beard grow for work reasons.

We talked a little bit about how we were but then his rude pregnant, girlfriend came into the conversation and looked me up and down leaving rude remarks like "This is your daughter?" He attitude annoyed the crap out of Blake. I could tell because of the clenching of his hands and his hard breathing. But I'm glad he was there with me. I wouldn't want anyone else there but him by my side.

My father didn't really pay any attention to her as she grouped his arms and legs trying to get him to come to the back of the house.

It made me sick. Very sick. I almost threw up when she grabbed his thigh, bringing her hand slowly more up his leg until he pulled it away.

I never wanted to see my dad like this. I never ever even thought about this happening. I never thought my dad would find another women and cheat on us like this. Not with a women like her.

Sooner or later we were all yelling again. I left trying not to cry at the insults and the fact of how my dad got another women pregnant and how he had changed so dramatically.

We left the hotel that night.

Today is now Monday. Three days before we have to turn in our essay for school. The essay about love and what it is. The essay Blake and I had to create. Together.

Blake was at my house in my room as we just talked and played board games and danced around on the carpet.

"Do you know how to ballroom dance?" Blake randomly asked. It was about 2 in the morning but I wasn't tired. Neither was Blake.

"No I don't. Why do you say?" I asked walking up to Blake. I wrapped my arms around his neck and watched him.

"Can I teach you?" He asked looking me in the eye.

"Well if your so good at it, go ahead." I laughed as I positioned our hands into the write spot.

"Okay but we have to be almost touching. Like we were holding a magazine between our two bodies." He said looking down at the zero gap between us.

I could feel his abs against my flat stomach it was weird. But a sexy weird. If you know what I mean.

"Okay. Imagine like your on the outline of a square. Like a square is on the floor." He said. I laughed but then looked down to the ground, imagining a square.

"Okay, got it." I said.

"Okay, now put you weight, not like you have any, on your right foot." He started. I blushed as he called me weightless but I knew he was just flirting.

"Now, let's move your left leg strait forwards and pull your feet together." He pushed letting us take a step forward, or for him, backwards.

"Now, step 2! Step to the side with your right foot over to the side. Then being your left to your right foot." He said.

I laughed and shook my head as I did what I was told.

"Okay now take a step backwards and to your left." He smiled, showing dimple.

"Done! Know you know how to ballroom dance!" He said. For the next hour we danced and danced.

"Hey what's this?" Blake asks walking over to my trash filled desk.

He took a paper in his hands.

"Oh that's the essay." I yawned as I climbed into bed.

"You don't mind if I-." I paused looking over as Blake walked over to the bed.

"Goodnight princess. I'll see you tomorrow." Blake said. That's the last thing I knew before falling into a deep slumber.

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