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I took the frame and put it in the drawer. Then I turned around. I could see that the woman was looking at me from behind. When she saw that I was looking at her, she dusted off her dress and started to walk towards the door.
“Can I have your name?” I ask.
She stopped and turned around slowly. “I’m Lucille,” she said.
“Thanks a lot, Lucille.” I smiled and waved goodbye. I guess she didn’t know what a wave was because she just looked at my hand moving and walked out the door.
She might not have been able to wave.
I put Simba on my bed, and he quickly jumped on my new, big bed. I laughed when I saw it. I put my bag on my bed and began to take things out of it.
I walked around the room, putting some of my clothes in the closet and some in my drawers. I chose to go downstairs and show up after I was done. The sky was dark, and there was no light in the house. I tiptoed down the stairs in my tank top and booty shorts, but I did put on a bra just in case.
I walked by a lot of doors before I found the stairs. I walked around the place until I found the big kitchen. I was so excited that I ran to the fridge. I opened the fridge with two doors, and it had everything you could want.
I whispered-yelled, “Thank you, food goddess!” and looked up at the ceiling as if I were talking to a god up there. I opened the fridge and took out a big bowl of cherries.
“Thank you, Sebastian, you mean.” A loud voice came from the kitchen, and it made me jump up and drop the bowl of cherries.
I looked at every door in the room, trying to figure out who spoke. I walked over to the wall and flipped a switch. To my surprise, the kitchen lights came on. When I saw him, I gasped softly. Sebastian was sitting at the table with no shirt on and a cup of milk or something white that I couldn’t see very well.
I tried to hide how nervous I was by acting bravely. I pointed to the floor where all the dark red cherries were and said, “You made me drop the cherries.”
“It’s not my fault you’re jumpy,” he said as he took a sip of his drink.
“I was in a stranger’s house, the lights were off, and you chose to speak in your horrible deep voice,” I said, confused because I was trying to figure out how he didn’t get that I was scared.
Sebastian tried to fix my sentence by saying, “Stepdad’s house.”
That makes me feel bad. I mean, I want to have s*x with him, and now he called me father’s name, ew.
I said, “You’ll never be my stepdad,” as I bent down to pick up the cherries. I picked them up one at a time and threw them back into the bowl.
“Look at me.” Sebastian’s voice was low and harsh. It also got closer to me.
I looked up and saw Sebastian standing right in front of me in a pair of joggers that hung dangerously low. I was on my knees looking up at him, and his d**k was right in front of me. I swallowed the big knot in my throat. He gently knelt down so that we were at eye level, which made me bite my tongue.
Sebastian’s eyes turned a darker shade of blue as he asked, “What are you thinking about?” I never saw this before, but he has freckles all over his face, not just light ones.
I completely ignored his question and lightly traced his freckles with my fingers. This made him breathe harder.
“Nice freckles,” I said, still holding his cheeks with my fingers.
He shivered when I touched him and spun me around so fast that I got dizzy. I was still on my knees, but my back was against his chest, and my breathing got heavier, too.
Sebastian took my hand that was next to my hip and traced my finger lightly up and down my chest. It felt good all over. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against his shoulder as he ran his finger down to my stomach. I could still feel my finger, but I was so hungry that it was driving me crazy. My finger brushed against the lace on the top of my pants, and he stopped completely. I growled very quietly.
I slowly opened my eyes and raised my head off of his shoulder. “Why did you stop?” My voice was hoarse.
Sebastian whispered in my ear, “It’s time for bed, Pumpkin,” and I shivered.
Then his heat was gone, and I was hot and wet again. I went upstairs and forgot about the cherries. I heard it when I walked by my mom and Sebastian’s room.
“Harder, Sebastian,” my mom whispered.
I heard her scream with pure desire. What a lucky bitch!
I was so mad that I stomped into my room and slammed the door. I was so angry that I lay flat on my bed and stared at the plain ceiling.
He turns me on and leaves me hot, and then he has s*x with her. I won’t let him touch me or turn me on again. I won’t let myself look like a fool again.
 
“Wake up, pumpkin.” My body started to shake, and I groaned as I stretched. My mum is right next to my bed right now, watching me like a hawk.
“Mom, can I help you?” I say in a sarcastic tone. My mum suddenly pulls out a pink dress.
“Wow, now you can pull dresses out of your b**t.”
“Just get ready, Aria.” My mom rolled her eyes, and I looked at her like she was crazy.
“Venessa, sweetie, the sun isn’t out yet, so I’m not either.” I made fun of her high-pitched voice and threw the blanket over my head. Mom hates it when I call her Venessa. She always says, “I’m your mom, call me mom,” and so on.
My mom yells, “Aria Callahan, get up right now!” and holds up the blanket.
“Fine,” I said in a low voice.
I got up and walked to the toilet. My mom was right behind me. “Mom, can I go to the toilet by myself?” I slammed the door in her face before she could answer.
“You better be ready in 10.” My mother shouts. I turned on the shower, not listening to a word she said.
After my hot shower, I started on my makeup; I did my makeup wildly. She has to be crazy if she thinks I’m going to wear that ugly pink dress with pigtails; I’m going to wear the most revealing outfit I own.
I changed into some shorts and paired them with a lacy pink crop top. My breasts were still covered but still showing, and I smiled. I let my wavy blonde hair down and brushed it with my fingers.
“Aria, hurry up!” my mom yelled from downstairs. I quickly put on my shoes and went downstairs. I knew my mum would be in the kitchen, so I walked in there instead of going to the front. I leaned against the door to the kitchen and smiled as I waited for her to turn around.
“Good morning, mom.” Her face went white when she saw my body. “I look that good, huh?” I said, smiling sweetly at her and commenting on her facial expression. I could almost see smoke coming out of her ears.
“Aria Claire Callahan, go change right now!” she screams. Her loud, annoying voice makes the house shake.
“Um, no.” I went over to get a green apple. Red is too basic; I like my things sour.
“Go change!” my mom yelled again. I put my hands over my ears to try to block out her voice.
“Stop freaking screaming,” I said in a loud voice.
“Aria, you’re out of control.”
I yelled back, “I don’t give two flying f***s!” in the same tone as her.
“My mum was going to say, “Your father—” before she was cut off.
Sebastian walks into the kitchen with a cup of coffee and asks, “What’s with the screaming battle?”
I had a lot of confidence, but it went away as soon as I heard his voice. Sebastian has a very strong presence, but it doesn’t work for me; it only works for him. I didn’t like how weak Sebastian made me feel.
“Aria won’t change her clothes!” my mum says, annoyed.
Sebastian’s eyes were locked on me, and I started to feel uncomfortable, so I crossed my arms over my chest.