My Step Father

Riley’s P.O.V

I woke up to the feeling of something cold pressed against my cheek. My sore cheek at that. I looked to see who was doing it and what do you know.. the man himself, the greatest, the one and only Michael. He’s not even focused on me. You know, just sitting on my bed. He’s looking around my room trying to study everything that’s in it. This is only the second time he’s been in here. I know right. One too many.

“Didn’t I tell you to get out?” I broke his trance making him look at me before looking away clearing his throat.

“I-I’m sorry.. I-I just came to check on you a-and I seen you were sleeping. B-but your cheek is bruised so I bro-brought you some ice to let the pain g-go away..” he looked so sincere by the way he’s looking at me. You know? Staring into his deep chocolate brown eyes will make you feel things you’ve never felt before. They will put you in a trance just inna second. I cleared my throat breaking his stare from me.

“Um, ok? So why are you still in here?” I questioned. He looks shocked at my response and stood up walking towards my door.

“Like I said I came to check on you alright? I seen that your cheek was bruised and I know that you are against taking any kind of pain medication, or any medications at all. I just brought you a ice pack. At least someone cares right?”

My eyes got huge wants he left my room. H-how does he know that? No one really knows that. I guess all those years he really did pay attention to me. Well not specifically me but my likes and dislikes.

I decided I needed something to drink. I removed the ice pack from my cheek and the pain hit me like a bag of coal being thrown at me. Just all at once. I touch my cheek and it feels like it’s on fire. Yeah, a drink will do me just fine.

I walk downstairs leaving my room, making it all the way down to the bottom set of stairs seeing my mother and Michael in a hot heated kiss. That’s the most horrific thing I’ve ever experienced. Can’t they take it to her room or something? I mean damn, there’s other people living here. Hello! Living! But my mother doesn’t care. She would fuck Michael right there knowing I’m home and could just walk right in on them. Ew, why did I say that? The image is burning in my brain. It’s killing my brain cells.

I hurried up walking passed them heading to the kitchen. They didn’t even notice. I opened the refrigerator searching for something good to swallow. Then my phone started ringing. I looked at the caller ID and it was my best friend Jude. Me and him we’ve been best friends for quite some time now.

“Jude.. what do you want?” I answer the phone playfully sounding like I’m annoyed.

“Riles, what did I tell you about that attitude of yours?” He playfully plays along.

“Yeah. Yeah. What’s up?”

“I wanna know if you wanted to hang out or something today. We were suppose to hang out for the past week but someone keeps blowing me off without an explanationnnnn.” He drags out trying to make a point.

To be honest, there is a reason why I’ve been distant. For the past couple of weeks I’ve been feeling really weird around him. I-I think I’m starting to like him but I know he isn’t into me so being friends is better than nothing.

“Jude. I don’t know.” He scoffs.

“Riley, I’ve had enough of this shit. I can clearly tell your keeping something away from me. You know you can trust me. I love you girl. I’m always here for you.” H-he loves me? No. He’s never said that before.

“Listen, I-I really have to go. Talk later?” I don’t give him time to reply before hanging up.

I can’t. No matter how much I would love to tell him I just can’t. Jude is so outta my league. He was a jock in school. Played every sport that school had. All the girls were drooling over him but he paid no attention to them. Only me. The biggest jock in the school wanted to become friends with me? I thought it was a joke at first. But he was there for me when my dumbass of an ex broke up with me for one of my life long best friends. We were together for 4 years. He’s always been a person I could count on. Now my feelings are getting stronger for him and it’s something that I can’t control.

“Damn it!” I slammed my fist on the counter top.

“Who was that?” I whipped my head around so fast I almost got a whiplash. I rolled my eyes before answering.

“None of your damn business Michael.” I see him clench his jaw before responding.

“Why are you so damn disrespectful?”

“Because I can be! Why are you always up in my business?! If I wanted you to know don’t you think I would’ve told you? Look, you still mean nothing to me alright? Yeah, it was nice and alright I guess to check on me but that doesn’t change anything.” I try walking around him but he grabs my arm placing me in front of his body.

“I am so tired of that big mouth of yours. You don’t know when to shut it do you?” I roll my eyes backing away from him.

“If your tired of it then stay the hell away from me man. How many times do you have to be told that I don’t LIKE you! It’s my mouth and I can say or do whatever I want with it.” I say slowly making sure he understands the meaning I’m putting behind those words.

“Yeah, I’m sure you’ve used it for a lot of things. Am I right? But let me just tell you this Riley, you will learn to respect me do you hear me? We’ve known each other for way too long for this kind of bull shit. Suck it up and just deal with the fact that I’m with your mother.” I feel offended in many different ways.

“Wouldn’t you like to know? No, you listen here superstar. I don’t give a fuck if we’ve known each other for 10 years nothing will ever change my mind about you. Ever. Take your heehee’s and your ow’s somewhere else. And what makes you think my mom is so loyal to you? I mean she was loyal to my father until you started fucking her. I wonder how long it will be until she’s tired of you?” I grin. A hit of anger runs through him. He walks towards me and I take a step back until my back hits the counter. He traps me putting both of his palms on the counter beside of me. He stares at me in the eyes and I can’t read what saying. Too many different emotions.

He then changes his stare and looks down at my sore cheek. He rubs it ever so gently with his hand making sure not to hurt me. My breathing started getting irregular and I don’t know why. Maybe it’s because of the look he was giving me now. I read lust, desire and want. He kept getting his face closer to mine and just when our lips are abouta touch the door bell rang and it both broke us out of trance. He stepped away from me giving me a look he’s never given me before. Like we were about to kiss!? Thank you Jude! But I don’t pay attention to it and decided to go answer the door.

I open the door and it’s my best friend Jude. He invites himself in giving me a once over look.

“Um.. come in?”

“You damn right I came in. Riles we have to talk. I want to know why you’ve been so distant with me recently.” I see Michael walking into the living room giving Jude an expression that only I can see and read.

“Fine. Let’s go to my room so we aren’t bothered.” I grabbed his hand and Michael watched my every move until I was out of his sight. What’s up with him?

We go to my room and I shut the door cause my mother doesn’t really care who I have over just as long as I’m not bothering her then I don’t have to hear or see her. I sit on my bed and he does the same.

“So what do you have to talk to me about?” I ask first looking at him.

“Riles.. what’s going on with us? I mean we’ve been best friends forever and a day what’s changed all of a sudden? Is it that Michael guy?” I look away from his stare because I hate when he reads me correctly.

Oh, one thing I love about Jude is that he has never heard of Michael Jackson. Isn’t that awesome!? So he’s clueless to who he is.

“N-nothing is wrong Jude. I’ve just been stressed a little bit that’s all.” Well at least I didn’t lie because I have been.

“You’ve told me that already. Now what’s the real reason? Is it me? Did I do something wrong? Riles tell me what the problem is so I can fix it..” I can’t take it anymore. People constantly walk out all the time. Here goes another one.

I stand up before speaking.

“You wanna know so fucking badly Jude huh!? Well the truth is, is that my feelings for you are growing stronger and not in friendship ways either! There you happy!?” He sits there confused looking at me trying to wrap his head around what I just said.

“L-like me? Riley, you can’t like me. We are best friends remember?” I knew this was a waste of time.

“Don’t you think I don’t know that!? Why do you think I’m not around you as much anymore huh!?” He sighs.

“Riles, I-I love you but―" I stop him from continuing.

“Just leave. Go.” Tears are beginning to fill my eyes.

“Riley, please I-” I interrupted him by shouting because I’m so angry.

“Just get the fuck out Jude! You got what you wanted to hear now leave me the fuck alone! And feel free to lose my number.” Then that’s when he gets mad.

“Would you let me fucking talk!? Are you not going to hear my feelings in this huh?! You just automatically assume the worse?!” Then he takes a deep breath before taking both of my hands into his bringing me closer to him so I’m standing in front of him between his legs while he’s still sitting on my bed. He looks me in my eyes before softly speaking.

“Riley, baby, I would be lying if I said I didn’t feel the same way. No I’m not just saying that either, I really do love you girl and I have for quite some time now. But please talk to me about these things baby. I don’t want to fight or lose you over something that can be fixed.”

He stands up looking down at me and notices my cheek. He knows how my mom can be so he just doesn’t even ask. Instead he brings his hand to my cheek and I hissed at his touch and because his hands are cold. He caresses my sore cheek with his thumb and it’s so relaxing. He brings my face closer to his letting us have our first kiss together. I can’t explain what I’m feeling. He places his hands on my bum while I wrapped my arms around his neck bringing him closer. That is until my door busted open wide with a Michael. He stared at us looking me up and down. His face seemed like he was sad or jealous. Jealous over what?

“I heard yelling and I just wanted to see everything was alright but it seems like everything’s perfect.” He stared at me the whole time really putting emotional feelings behind each word. Why is he acting like this?

“Oh and your mothers home. She wants to have a family movie night.” My mother said that? She never wants to do that. Even though we have our own movie theater in our house.

“Alright well we’ll meet you guys in there alright?” It looks like he wants to say something but he doesn’t. He just leaves.

“So that’s your new stepdad? He does look familiar. Aha, my mother used to be obsessed with him. I don’t really like his music though.” He just keeps randomly rambling about something that I don’t even understand. I grab us a blanket cause it’s always hella cold in that room.

“Well at least I found someone who isn’t all about him. This is one of many reasons on why I love you.” He looks at me for a minute before he smiles.

“Y-you love me?” He asked like he doesn’t believe I’m actually saying it.

“Yes I love you. Now come on.” I grab his hand and our blanket walking into the movie room.

Yes! We are the first ones in here. I pick the lounging couch chair that we have that can fit like 5 people on each of them. We have 10 total but I like my seat in the back. No one else has ever sat here before. Only me. We get to the back and I fix our pillows into a much comfortable position before laying down snuggling up to him with my blanket. I can’t believe this is real life. I love it. Now to only find out what Michael’s problem is a like a Sherlock’s case waiting to me solved.

Then here walks Michael and my mother in the room. He stares at me and I don’t know why. Michael forces my mom to sit in the back with us but about 2 chairs down. The room gets pitch black and the movie starts. Of course. What my mom watches 24/7.. the kinky movies. I got used to it so it doesn’t phase me watching it with her. But watching it in general just makes me feel all types of things.

Jude looks down at me and whispers.

“Are we really watching this right now?” I nod.

“Yup. This is her favorite kind of movie. Or should I say movies. Maybe you can learn a thing or two.” I wink at him playfully.. well not really but yeah.

“I already know a thing or two baby. But a refresher wouldn’t hurt. Besides, I finally get to see how freaky my girlfriend is.” He smirks with a wink.

“Oh baby, you don’t need a movie for that.”

“Is that so? I know a lot of people who get turned on with these types of movies. Are you one of them?” He smirks.

“Hmm I don’t know.. maybe every once in a while you can check. How about that?” He leans closer to me pecking my lips before speaking.

“As long as I’m the one touching you and watching you come undone in front of your mother and stepdad then I’m all for it.” He whispers sending shivers all throughout my body.

Well this should be interesting..

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(I changed it up a bit. I don’t know why but I did.)