My Abused Mate

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Above is Andrew. ^

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Who's here to see me? No one knows where I live.

I smoothed out my ponytail and walked downstairs in my shorts and a t-shirt.

I walked to the door and found my dad blocking the person at the door. He then moved.

I stood there flabbergasted.

"Christian? What are you doing here? And how did you know where I live?" I asked.

He chuckled. "First, I'm here to ask your dad myself if you can go to the party. Second, I have my sources." he smirked at that.

Oh yeah...the note.

I was in complete and utter shock.

My dad chimed in. "and I said you could go." 

That mischievous glint in his eyes didn't go unoticed by me.

"So go get ready." Christian smiled. 

I nodded and raced upstairs.

What am I gonna wear?

Idea!

I raced and put my favorite skinny jeans on with a flowy violet purple blouse. Then grabbed my flats.

I raced to put on a coat of eyeliner and mascara.

I pulled my naturally curly hair out of its ponytail and just added gel to smooth out the curls and make them bouncy.

Let me just say I only looked a little like a piece of shit. Which is better than usual.

Only took eight minutes.

I walked downstairs and as soon as we made eye contact, Christian smiled.

"You look great Allie." He said.

My dad rolled his eyes. I know what your thinking dad. 

You think I'm a worthless piece of shit. I know.

"What time would you liker her home Mr. Dennison?"

"I don't care. I don't even care if you bring her back tonight." Dad smirked at what he said.

"Okay. Well shall we?" he held his arm out to me.

I nodded.

"Prepare for a beating" my dad whispered only so I could hear.

I learned not to be surprised anymore. Not by him.

We walked outside and I gaped at his car. 

It was a freaking 1969 red camaro convertible.

"Wow." I said.

He chuckled. "By that I'm guessing you like my car?"

"That's my favorite car!" I semi-yelled. Then realized I squealed.

"Sorry." I said putting my head down.

"It's completely fine, Allie. I find it adorable." My cheeks warmed at this.

I looked up and smiled.

"Well we should probably get in."

And I did so. I was still gaping at the car. It was better than I imagined.

I came to my senses. "So, where's this party at?"

Christian smiled. "At my friend Andrew's house."

"Okay."

"So, tell me about yourself." he said bluntly.

Unexpected. I thought.