Growing Issues
February 5th 2012 07:38
Emma glared out the car window. She was pissed. That didn't mean she was drunk. She was actually mad. He boyfriend had hit her, and she had called the police. She felt so embarrassed when they rang her parents to pick her up. Her boyfriend had been on speed, and was a wanted felon. She hadn't even known it. He had looked so normal. She had been thanked for he was wanted in two states for robbery. He had even been tasered. It made her feel sorry for him. However she couldn't feel sorry. There was a rash on her cheek which had been caused by his fist. She hated him.
“So that was a wild time with your boyfriend?” he dad Nathan said.
“A bit;” muttered Emma in a dry tone.
“He hit you hard it seems;” told Nathan.
“Yes it seems that way;” told Emma as she began to heat.
“You won't see him again;” told Nathan as he glared at her with a stare which made her want to shiver.
The last time he had given her that stare was when she had had sex in a car and been caught by police. She had felt embarrassed. She had been selling herself and had been taken to jail for a moment. Nathan had paid a stiff fine, and then escorted her home. She had told him she had been giving head, when she had been doing it back and front, plus in positions that she didn't think were possible. On the day she had been giving head. He had told her she wouldn't use her mouth again. She had dryly agreed, and taken up study to ensure that she had meant what she had said.
“Agreed?” questioned Nathan as he glared to Emma who shrugged.
“Sure;” she muttered as she looked away.
She didn't feel like seeing that stare any longer. She just wanted Nathan to go away. She didn't like his stare. His eyes were blue but they looked black at the right moment. That was when she hated him. He looked like a wild person, a barbarian. She couldn't see his humanity any longer. That was when he was most serious.
Emma walked inside the home. It was quiet. She wondered where everyone was. Nathan declared quickly that her mother was at the country club, and her brother and sister were seeing a movie. Emma nodded. She smelled the sweet scent of floor cleaner. It made her feel good. However Nathan milled nearby and he kept her edgy.
“I think I might go to my room;” Emma muttered as she walked around Nathan, and then moved.
Emma felt uncomfortable. There was a tense inside of her spine and she wanted to rub her neck in order to get rid of it. Nathan had made her uncomfortable, so much so that she just wanted to weep and run. However she wasn't heading anywhere except her room. The sensation was an old uncomfortable sensation that made her gut wobble. Deep inside she wondered what was wrong with the shadow behind her back. He was her father, and he had always been supportive of her. He had given her everything she had wanted, and he had allowed her to grow quite freely. She had been able to learn from her ups and downs. However there was a sensation that made her spine restless. She could feel it. I striking sensation that made her knees want to wobble. It unsettled her.
Emma walked inside of her room and closed her door. Inside she took a breath as she panted. She then moved towards the chest of drawers where she kept some inhale perfume. She picked it up and gave it a whiff. It had a scent that made her feel so much better. She began to relax.
Emma turned around with a jump as the door opened. Nathan stepped inside as he looked freaky. There was something inside of his mind that made Emma want to heart murmur. She could feel the jitters inside of herself, and she knew it gave her the willies.
“What?” she asked in a tone that sounded soft and weak.
“I forgot to ask what you had done to anger him;” muttered Nathan as he looked to her in an almost lost manner.
“I said I didn't want to have sex at the moment;” told Emma as she tilted her head.
“Why?” asked Nathan.
“He had been a slob, and I would have felt disgusting;” told Emma as she recalled the needles that had been hanging from a bar of soap in the bathroom.
“Okay;” told Nathan as he nodded his head. “And so he hit you?” he muttered.
“Well...” Emma sung as she recalled the way her hands had traced under the sink and found a stash of white powder.
She had opened the packet to see if the stuff was some real blow, when her boyfriend had found her. Emma had gasped and dropped the packet in the sink. The blow had powdered his face. Her boyfriend as a result had roared inside and gave her a huge hit. It had made Emma shriek.
“Yes;” Emma finished as she smiled a white smile.
Nathan shook his head. He then approached Emma who wriggled inside of her gut as she clutched to a set of drawers behind her. She sucked in her breath as Nathan approached. When he hugged her, she had wanted to throw up. She felt like a baby unused to a parent, and it made her feel at odds.
“Don't see anyone like him again;” muttered Nathan as he whispered heatedly inside of her ear.
“I won't;” told Emma as she felt her hairs raise on her arms. “I won't she repeated;”
“So that was a wild time with your boyfriend?” he dad Nathan said.
“A bit;” muttered Emma in a dry tone.
“He hit you hard it seems;” told Nathan.
“Yes it seems that way;” told Emma as she began to heat.
“You won't see him again;” told Nathan as he glared at her with a stare which made her want to shiver.
The last time he had given her that stare was when she had had sex in a car and been caught by police. She had felt embarrassed. She had been selling herself and had been taken to jail for a moment. Nathan had paid a stiff fine, and then escorted her home. She had told him she had been giving head, when she had been doing it back and front, plus in positions that she didn't think were possible. On the day she had been giving head. He had told her she wouldn't use her mouth again. She had dryly agreed, and taken up study to ensure that she had meant what she had said.
“Agreed?” questioned Nathan as he glared to Emma who shrugged.
“Sure;” she muttered as she looked away.
She didn't feel like seeing that stare any longer. She just wanted Nathan to go away. She didn't like his stare. His eyes were blue but they looked black at the right moment. That was when she hated him. He looked like a wild person, a barbarian. She couldn't see his humanity any longer. That was when he was most serious.
Emma walked inside the home. It was quiet. She wondered where everyone was. Nathan declared quickly that her mother was at the country club, and her brother and sister were seeing a movie. Emma nodded. She smelled the sweet scent of floor cleaner. It made her feel good. However Nathan milled nearby and he kept her edgy.
“I think I might go to my room;” Emma muttered as she walked around Nathan, and then moved.
Emma felt uncomfortable. There was a tense inside of her spine and she wanted to rub her neck in order to get rid of it. Nathan had made her uncomfortable, so much so that she just wanted to weep and run. However she wasn't heading anywhere except her room. The sensation was an old uncomfortable sensation that made her gut wobble. Deep inside she wondered what was wrong with the shadow behind her back. He was her father, and he had always been supportive of her. He had given her everything she had wanted, and he had allowed her to grow quite freely. She had been able to learn from her ups and downs. However there was a sensation that made her spine restless. She could feel it. I striking sensation that made her knees want to wobble. It unsettled her.
Emma walked inside of her room and closed her door. Inside she took a breath as she panted. She then moved towards the chest of drawers where she kept some inhale perfume. She picked it up and gave it a whiff. It had a scent that made her feel so much better. She began to relax.
Emma turned around with a jump as the door opened. Nathan stepped inside as he looked freaky. There was something inside of his mind that made Emma want to heart murmur. She could feel the jitters inside of herself, and she knew it gave her the willies.
“What?” she asked in a tone that sounded soft and weak.
“I forgot to ask what you had done to anger him;” muttered Nathan as he looked to her in an almost lost manner.
“I said I didn't want to have sex at the moment;” told Emma as she tilted her head.
“Why?” asked Nathan.
“He had been a slob, and I would have felt disgusting;” told Emma as she recalled the needles that had been hanging from a bar of soap in the bathroom.
“Okay;” told Nathan as he nodded his head. “And so he hit you?” he muttered.
“Well...” Emma sung as she recalled the way her hands had traced under the sink and found a stash of white powder.
She had opened the packet to see if the stuff was some real blow, when her boyfriend had found her. Emma had gasped and dropped the packet in the sink. The blow had powdered his face. Her boyfriend as a result had roared inside and gave her a huge hit. It had made Emma shriek.
“Yes;” Emma finished as she smiled a white smile.
Nathan shook his head. He then approached Emma who wriggled inside of her gut as she clutched to a set of drawers behind her. She sucked in her breath as Nathan approached. When he hugged her, she had wanted to throw up. She felt like a baby unused to a parent, and it made her feel at odds.
“Don't see anyone like him again;” muttered Nathan as he whispered heatedly inside of her ear.
“I won't;” told Emma as she felt her hairs raise on her arms. “I won't she repeated;”
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