Wayward Angel

Wayward Angel by K. Renee, Vivian Cummings Read Free Book Online

Book: Wayward Angel by K. Renee, Vivian Cummings Read Free Book Online
Authors: K. Renee, Vivian Cummings
Tags: nonfiction
waves and walks off towards her class.

    “Yo, Brant. Where you been?” My brother Jase yells as I step into the clubhouse.
    “Hey little brother, what's up?”
    Jase just smirks and hands me a beer. “Not much, but Mom’s been asking why you don't come by the house anymore. I didn't tell her about you spending all your time with Prez's kid.”
    I shake my head. My brothers all have to give me shit for hanging with her. I can't wait for the day that one of them falls for a girl - I will laugh my fucking ass off.
    “Oh yeah?”
    “Yup. I told her you've been busy with club business so you better get over there to see her soon.”
    “I will, I will.” I love my mom, but damn, lately she's been blowing up my phone. I'm a grown man, I can take care of myself.
    I have to do a stake out on the Lost Raiders tonight and I’m not thrilled, but when I get a text from Anslie, I can feel the smile stretch across my face.
    Anslie: school sucks. come get me.
    Damn, this girl is gonna get me in trouble one day, probably sooner than later.
    Me: doll you have no idea how tempting that is.
    Anslie: please :(
    Me: doll, I would be there in a heartbeat if I didn't have this run tonight
    Anslie: your no fun!
    Me: trust me doll I'm plenty fun
    Anslie: prove it.
    She has no idea how much I want to prove it to her right now. My cock's been hard for her for months and no matter what I do, nothing relieves the throbbing she causes.
    Me: don't worry I will. soon.
    Anslie: tease.
    I gotta get my head in the game. I leave our conversation like that.
    If I keep thinking about my girl, I won't be able to concentrate tonight.
    Fuck.
    It’s gonna be a long night.
     

    I feel like I'm having withdrawals right now. It's been eight hours since I've talked to Brantley and I hate it. Raef brought me home after school and now I'm sitting here on a Friday night, waiting for Dom to call me back.
    Dom: hey little girl you called?
    About time. I've been waiting two hours for him to respond.
    Me: can I go to a party with Casey? please!! we promise to be good and stay indoors.
    I cross my fingers and pray that he says yes. I want to live like a normal teenager for once. I hate being locked up all the time.
    Dom: little girl it's not a good idea for you to go out
    Me: Dom please. I've been trapped for months with you guys. I just want one night out with Casey. Please!
    Dom: fine. but keep your phone on you at all times and check in regularly.
    Me: OMG thank you!!
    Dom: don't make me regret this.
    Me: I won't. love you big brother!
    Dom: love you too. be careful
    I jump up and down with excitement, then I jump in the shower and wash my hair really quickly. When I get out, I shoot Casey a text telling her I can go out with her tonight.
    Casey: I'm so excited! I'll see you in an hour whore!
    Me: me too. see you then bitch!
    By the time we get to the party, most of the girls are already drunk. Casey and I both grab a cup and start drinking. I don't want to get drunk, so I plan on only having one beer.
    We start talking to a couple of guys from the football team and they bring us more drinks. After a few sips of my new drink, I start feeling drunk. Not thinking anything of it, I keep taking small sips.
    I notice Casey starting to stumble around. Blake, the varsity quarterback, is holding her up and trying to get her to go upstairs with him.
    “Don't go,” I say, grabbing her arm. “I don't want to be left here alone.”
    “You'll be fine,” she mumbles as Blake pulls her away.
    I have this feeling in my gut that something bad is going to happen, so I pull out my phone and text Brantley.
    Me: I think I need help.
    I get a response immediately, which I wasn't expecting since he said he had a run tonight.             
    Brantley: what's wrong doll?
    Me: Dom let me go to the party, I've had aa beer and a half and I feel super drunk and dizzy.
    Brantley: where are you?
    Me: ver by teh hih shool
    The keys of my phone are blurry and I’m not even sure if

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