The President's Daughter by David Dower (if you liked this book txt) 📕

disappearing to the back room.

I glanced at the old man who was still behind the counter who was now looking at me. I wrapped my arms around my small frame as I walked towards where they held drinks and snacks. I really shouldn’t be eating probably from some nasty gas station but you would too if you hadn’t eaten anything since morning, and anyways Gavin probably had some money on him to feed my rumbling stomach?

My eyes scanned all the drinks, but the only ones that really caught my eye was the soda. My parents never really allowed me to have those kind of drinks, or even beer and alcohol. I pulled open the fridge and grabbed a diet coke. I was now really hoping Gavin had some money on him.

My thoughts were interrupted when I felt someone’s presence behind me. It was probably Gavin, coming back from taking his piss. I rolled my eyes, why couldn’t he just say I needed to go to the bathroom? Why did he have to use the word piss? I felt Gavin press himself on my back.

“Do you mind?” I said, not bothering to turn around, as my eyes scanned the coke bottle for the expiration date. Did soda even have expiration dates? I felt Gavin press himself onto me even more. Now he was just being a perverted idiot. “What in the world are you-" I said, turning around coming face to face with the intoxicated man from earlier.

“Hey chica.” He spoke his words slightly slurred. “Why don’t you ditch that phony and I can give you the ride of your life?” The old man asked suggestively.

My eyes widened, was a fifty year old guy actually hitting on me? “N-no thanks.” I said stammering slightly due to him pushing himself on to me, it reminded me on my first day of school when Gavin did the exact same thing to me. The only difference was that Gavin didn’t reek nor was he intoxicated.

“Why not?” He whined his nasty breath fanning my face.

I swallowed down the urge to gag he smelt like beer and cigarettes. “No thanks.” I said, trying to push him away from me, but he didn’t budge. It was really starting to make me wonder how long it takes Gavin to pee.

“You are real beautiful you know that?” He said his hands going and gripping my cheek. “It’s a shame if something were outta happen to you…” The man said hiccuping.

I was beginning to get scared, was this what Ben meant when he said you don’t know who is out there? What was this old man going to do to me? I was beginning to get even more scared as the time ticked, I had a full life ahead of me. “L-let me go.” I spoke trying to sound threatening. My father gave me lessons to what to do, if something like this ever happened. But, I was in too much of a shock to do something.

“Why?” The man asked his hands wandering down the side of my body stopping below my butt.

I felt tears prickle the corner of my eyes. As I shut my eyes, was this how I was going to lose my first kiss? At a nasty old gas station? Let alone, my virginity? “Let me go.” I said, giving the old man a push, with everything that I could muster.

I heard a throat clear, “You heard the girl let her go.” I heard someone say in a threatening manner, as I felt the old man being ripped off me.

I closed my eyes as the can of soda fell out of my hand as I slid to the ground wrapping my arms around my knees. I wanted to cry so badly but I didn’t I couldn’t. I opened my eyes to see the old man on the floor his face pooled with blood. But what shocked me was Gavin who was straddling the man punching the man repeatedly even though he looked to already be passed out.

“Gavin!” I called crawling over to him wrapping my hands on his fist where he was about to hit the man again. I wrapped my hands around his fist, “Stop!” I croaked out.

He slowly looked at me, his eyes softening as he got off the man and wrapped his arms around me. “I am so sorry mom.” He said, softly.

I wrapped my arms around Gavin’s tense body as I melted in the warmth that his body was radiating. Not in a million years would I have ever thought that I would be on the floor of a gas station hugging a bipolar bad boy who just saved me from almost getting me raped.

I took a deep breath trying to blink away the tears that were threatening to come. I wanted to blame somebody, Gavin especially. But, I couldn’t not after what he did for me.

“Thank you,” I whispered, into Gavin’s chest.

“Anything for you mom,” He choked out. “I am sorry.”

I knitted my eyebrows in confusion. Did he just call me mom? Chapter Nineteen: I Loved Her

“That is not fair,” I said, to the screen in front of me.

“Well you should have thought about how it would affect you before you decided to run off with some boy, again.” My dad said, a tired look plastered onto his face.

“So I ran off again without permission, are you honestly going to ground me?” I asked, crossing my arms and leaning back on my chair. “You can’t ground someone, when you aren’t even in the country let alone the continent.”

My father gave me a warning look, “Don’t start with me Alice.”

I sighed, “Come on, dad. You basically kept me locked up the last eight years of my life I was expected to rebel sometime.”

My dad let out a long sigh. My parents decided to stay in England for another week, and apparently the word got out that I disappeared off again so my dad decided to Skype call me.

“I am just trying to do what is good for you, Alice.” He said, tiredly.

“Good for me or for you?” I challenged.

From the corner of my eye I saw Ricky giving me a warning look he was waving his hands up in the air. “That’s it, Alice. You are now officially grounded.” He said, in a threatening tone.

“Didn’t we already establish that I was grounded?” I asked, confused. “And anyways grounding someone isn’t going to do you any good. Don’t you remember how well it worked out last time?”

My dad let out a long tired sigh, “This conversation is over, Alice.”

I rolled my eyes, clicking the button to end the call with my father. “I hate you,” I muttered to no one directly.

I stood up from the chair I was previously sitting on, there were about four guards in the room while I was talking to my dad. One of them being Ricky.

“If you were my daughter I would disown you.” Ricky said, following me out of the room.

I rolled my eyes, “If you were my dad. I would kill myself.” I replied heading towards the stairs.

When we finally got some gas to get out of that old gas station, we called a taxi to drop us home. I was dropped off first being dropped off the same place Gavin dropped me off on Valentine’s Day on Pennsylvania Avenue, no questions asked. I still didn’t know why he took me out on a date or whatever we call it, in the first place. But it was Gavin, one of the most bipolar teenagers I’ve ever met.

But, thinking of Gavin and the whole gas station incident. I remember him calling me mom, which kind of confused me. Did I look like his mom? But what I really wanted to know was that did something similar happened to his mom? But, why would something happen to his mom if he told me he was afriad of her?

My thoughts led me to my room as I stripped out of my clothes. Ricky was no longer following me, I didn’t actually notice until I got into my room. I was too consumed by my thoughts. I tossed my clothes into the hamper leaving myself only in my undergarments.

I walked into my bathroom, turning on the water. I removed my hair from its bun, taking all the bobby clips out that I used to hold up all the stray pieces, letting my hair flow freely down my back.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I didn’t look much different from the makeover my mom and Holly made me get when I was starting school. The only difference was that I cut my hair, and it was dyed a darker shade then it was. Looking to be almost black.

I ran my fingers through my hair. As I hopped into the shower, most people would kill to be the President’s daughter, but I despise every bit of it. Like what’s the point if all you do, is work and get in trouble. Because trust me it isn’t as glamorous as it seems.

*

“So let me get this straight, you got grounded again, because you ran off with Gavin and didn’t notify anyone?” Holly asked.

I nodded my head, “Yup that seems about right.”

She rolled her eyes, “So what did you guys do?”

I explained to her the whole story about how he was taking me somewhere, I still didn’t know where, due to the fact the idiot got us lost. You expect someone who has lived in DC probably for most of his life to know the way around but no, he doesn’t.

Holly let out a chuckle, “He got you lost?” She said, in between laughs.

I nodded my head, “That’s Gavin for you.”

She let out another chuckle, “So what’s up?”

“Nothing, really. How is it going with you and your parents?” I questioned, leaning on my bed.

She shrugged, “They are just getting the divorce papers finalized. And then we will see who will get custody of me.” She said, sighing.

“Are they going to stay in DC?” I questioned, wanting to know the answer that’s been on my mind since Holly told me about the divorce.

She shrugged, “I don’t know, it depends who has custody of me.” She repeated.

I nodded my head, Holly was an only child. So the parent who got the custody of Holly would be a challenge, she had the right to choose which one, but Holly didn’t want to do that. She’d rather have someone else do it for her.

“Enough, about all this sappy, sad stuff.” Holly said, smiling. “Let’s go do something!” She said, getting up from my bed and motioning for me to follow her.

I rose my eyebrows at her. “If you don’t recall, I am on lockdown.”

“So, let’s sneak out. We did it before!”

I rolled my eyes, “Holly if you don’t remember or if you might’ve hit your head to hard when you fell. There are two guards outside my door at this very moment. They aren’t letting me leave.”

Holly groaned, “Can we at least get some food? I am hungry.” She said, patting her flat stomach.

I nodded my head rising from my unmade bed. Usually Melinda my maid would come and make my bed, but considering it was Saturday. And I haven’t