Pheonix791989
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CH 8
I wanted to keep Shwag from going down stairs but there was no other choice at the moment. Mike gave me an apologetic look as we meandered down the hall way. Mike put a hand on my shoulder and told me to be careful. I watched my stepmom and little sisters argue from the doorway. Shwag adjusted his ponytail, watching and observing my family as well. I gave a scrutinizing look and shook my head.
"You'd think they could behave themselves..."
Shwag's rough hand felt comforting on the back of my neck. I gave a sideways look at him and he shrugged in a noncommental way. I understood what he was trying to say without him having to say it.
"Yourself is fine. They'll find out ******* sooner or later, better sooner then later."
I said with a grimace on my face. Shwag scratched his chest before we both headed into the kitchen. from what it looked like, my youngest sister had lied to my stepmom about something. Go figure. My dad raised his eyes from the cup of coffee he was sipping and Anna gave us both a smile. Clearing his throat, my dad set down the newspaper and it seemed that the entire kitchen grew silent. I could feel the awkwardness in the air and it made me feel as if I swallowed a rock or something. Shwag gave my shoulder a squeeze and I sat down at the table. Mike gave Anna a peck on the cheek before making me some coffee.
"Dad this is Shwag."
I said in a rough voice. My throat was sore from dryness. HE glanced at Shwag, who looked like he was unperterbed, before looking over at me.
"Its about time you got up. we were waiting for you two so we could go eat some lunch. Now go get dressed."
I took a sip of the waterbottle that Mike had offered me with his coffee. It felt good on my parched throat. My stepmom gave shwag a look of pure hatred but didnt say anything. I stood up and suddenly got dizzy. I almost fell, but shwag moved so he was behind me before I could fall. I smiled up at him. He was a bit chubby but not fat so he made for the perfect teddy bear. We headed back up to the room and got dressed. Shwag's choice of clothes was his normal wear of exceptionaly large baggy jeans, a tee shirt, and a unbuttoned dress shirt. He brushed his hair back and pulled it into a ponytail. He gave me a kiss as I then went to get my teeshirt from my backpack.
"That makes you look hot."
He said smirking. I gave him a peck on the lips and there was a knock on the door. Mike cracked it open slightly and told the two of us to be on our gaurd. I knew that lunch would be an intresting affair if nothing else provided amusements.
I wanted to keep Shwag from going down stairs but there was no other choice at the moment. Mike gave me an apologetic look as we meandered down the hall way. Mike put a hand on my shoulder and told me to be careful. I watched my stepmom and little sisters argue from the doorway. Shwag adjusted his ponytail, watching and observing my family as well. I gave a scrutinizing look and shook my head.
"You'd think they could behave themselves..."
Shwag's rough hand felt comforting on the back of my neck. I gave a sideways look at him and he shrugged in a noncommental way. I understood what he was trying to say without him having to say it.
"Yourself is fine. They'll find out ******* sooner or later, better sooner then later."
I said with a grimace on my face. Shwag scratched his chest before we both headed into the kitchen. from what it looked like, my youngest sister had lied to my stepmom about something. Go figure. My dad raised his eyes from the cup of coffee he was sipping and Anna gave us both a smile. Clearing his throat, my dad set down the newspaper and it seemed that the entire kitchen grew silent. I could feel the awkwardness in the air and it made me feel as if I swallowed a rock or something. Shwag gave my shoulder a squeeze and I sat down at the table. Mike gave Anna a peck on the cheek before making me some coffee.
"Dad this is Shwag."
I said in a rough voice. My throat was sore from dryness. HE glanced at Shwag, who looked like he was unperterbed, before looking over at me.
"Its about time you got up. we were waiting for you two so we could go eat some lunch. Now go get dressed."
I took a sip of the waterbottle that Mike had offered me with his coffee. It felt good on my parched throat. My stepmom gave shwag a look of pure hatred but didnt say anything. I stood up and suddenly got dizzy. I almost fell, but shwag moved so he was behind me before I could fall. I smiled up at him. He was a bit chubby but not fat so he made for the perfect teddy bear. We headed back up to the room and got dressed. Shwag's choice of clothes was his normal wear of exceptionaly large baggy jeans, a tee shirt, and a unbuttoned dress shirt. He brushed his hair back and pulled it into a ponytail. He gave me a kiss as I then went to get my teeshirt from my backpack.
"That makes you look hot."
He said smirking. I gave him a peck on the lips and there was a knock on the door. Mike cracked it open slightly and told the two of us to be on our gaurd. I knew that lunch would be an intresting affair if nothing else provided amusements.
