Help Me Out by Kelly81415 (simple ebook reader .txt) 📕

she greets. I hope I wasn't supposed to say anything back because he was distracting me kissing my hair. "I get the hint Dustin I'll leave," she sighs,"don't get her pregnant!" He pushes the shirt down a little so he could kiss my shoulders. "I'm sorry your just so.....I don't know the word but it makes it hard to stop." he apologizes laying down beside me. My cellphone rings and my face pales when I see it's my dad calling. "Hello." I whimper. "Where are you with my dinner bitch!" he screams. Dustin grabs the phone and growls,"Don't call her a bitch and she won't be coming back she's far away from your abuse." He closes the phone and lays it down, then wraps his arms around my waist protectively. "Dustin?" I ask. "Mine no one will hurt you." he whispers. "Dustin?" I repeat. "Yes." he replies. "Can you get off of me you're crushing my leg." I beg. "Sorry." he apologizes getting off of me. "Are you okay you seem disracted?" I ask. "Just thinking." he answers. "About what?" I wonder. "About where to hide you." he replies squeezing my hand. "Okay." I answer not sure how to respond to that. He pulls me against his chest softly. "Calin are you ready to eat?" he asks. "No." I answer closing my eyes yawning. "Why don't you take a nap." he suggests. I scoot away from him and raise my arms up protectively. "Don't worry my love I won't touch you just rest." he assures. "I'm fine." I reply still insure if I was ready to trust him completely. "Would you if you slept in my sister's room with her?" he asks. "Yeah." I agree. "Good." he smiles pulling me off the couch. "Chrissy?" Dustin asks leading me to his sisters room. "Yeah Dusty?" she asking pushing her headphones onto her neck. "Can Calin take a nap in here she doesn't trust me?" he asks. "Yeah go ahead and smart girl." she smirked. "Hey." he protests. "Night." I yawn laying down. "Goodnight baby." he replies walking out.---------------------------------------------------------- "Wake up and hide our parents are home." Crystal whispers. "Where?" I ask. "Closet!" she instructs. "Crystal!" a male voice yells. "Coming!" she screams running out. About twenty minutes passed when I heard footsteps come in. "It's okay Calin it's only me I brought you some dessert I'll sneak you some more food later." Dustin informs handing me a piece of lemon cake. "Thanks." I smile. He leans down and pecks my lips. "I gotta go to my room do you want to come with me?" he asks. "Will I have to hide in a closet?" I ask. He shakes his head. "Great then let's go." I beg. He smiles and takes my hand and leads me to his room. I lay down next to him on the bed and he leans down and crushes his lips to mine. He pulls me closer and wraps his arms around me. I pull back and he let's go of me. "Sorry." he murrmers. I lay my head on his chest and he strokes my back carefully. "Eat now my love." he instructs. I didn't realize it was still just sitting next to me. I start to eat and he starts humming and he continues to massage my back. "Party Rock Anthem?" I ask referring to his humming. He nods. When I finish the cake he takes the plate and sets it down on the table next to him. "Why don't you rest some more." he encourages. I look down unsure. "I promise I won't touch you." he assures. "Okay." I agree laying back. He frowns and pulls the covers from underneath me. When I still remained unmoving he picks up the pillow and puts it next to me,and places the covers on top of me. When I don't move my head to the pillow he pushes my head onto it gently. "Baby relax and sleep." he whispers. I just roll my eyes and continue to stare at the ceiling. "Why are you so stubborn." he whines. "I want to be." I answer. "Well I guess you can if you want to." he replies brushing the hair out of my eyes. I yawn silently and hope he doesn't notice. "See Calin your tired,sleep my love." he sighs. "Fine." I sigh giving in. He kisses my hair and I fall asleep. I wake up to Dustin throwing himself on top of me roughly. "Dustin what are you doing?" I hiss. "My parents are coming I'll get off in a minute." he informs crawling under the blanket and pressing me closer to him. I heard the door open a few minutes later. Then the door closes again and he rolls off of me. "I'm sorry did I hurt you?" he asks softly. "No you just scared me." I answer. "I'm sorry." he repeats. "Go back to sleep it's okay." he whispers. "Aren't you tired?" I ask. "Yeah I was going to go to sleep too." he answers. I nod and move so he could get comfortable. He pulls me back to him almost immediately. "Please I'd feel better if you layed next to me." he begs. "Okay Dustin." I answer. He trys to position me where I would be most comfortable,but I refused to get that close to him. "Goodnight baby." he whispers lips brushing my ear. I close my eyes again and when I wake up I find I had pressed my face into Dustin's chest and curled up beside him in my sleep. He had his arms around me lightly as if afraid to touch me. I look up and see him watching me a soft smile playing on his lips as he tried to figure out what I thought of waking up like this. "How did you sleep?" I ask deciding that I liked being so close to him. "Great and you?" he asks. "Okay." I shrug. He laughs softly. "You look so cute with bed head." he smiles. I try to comb my hair into place with my fingers with miminal success. He gets up and walks into his bathroom coming back with a comb. "Try this." he suggests combing a loose strand of my hair. He continues and I sigh,"Are you going to give me the comb?" He replies,"I can do it it's fun." When he's satisfied it looks okay he leans down and pecks my lips. When he pulls away I kiss him not finished. "Somebody likes me." he teases. "Do not." I huff. "It's okay I like you too." he smiles. He buries his head in the crook of my neck pressing his lips on my shoulder. "I love you mi amora." he murrmers. I run my fingers through his hair,and he groans softy. "Does that bother you?" I question. "Yes!No! Maybe? I like it but you aren't ready for that and your pushing me toward it." he answers. I run my fingers through his hair one last time. "What do you want to do today?" he asks. "I don't care." I answer. "Want to go see a movie?" he asks. "Sure." I agree getting up. We go and see "Chronicles" and everytime there was something bloody or something like that I would burst out laughing and couldn't stop. His smile dropped for a minute when he saw the people around us look at me crazily. He took my hand and glared at them. When the movie ended we walked out and I heard someone say,"What a freak what's wrong with that guy." I just sigh and keep walking knowing they were right. "What did you just say about her?" Dustin asks dropping my hand and walking over to him. "I said she's a freak." one smirked. Dustin punched him in the face. Dustin punched the other in the gut and then pulled me to his truck. "Dustin why would you do that?" I ask. "He called you a freak!" he yelled. "That's not the worst thing that has happened." I sigh. He growls softly. After a few minutes he stopped the car. "What are you doing?" I ask when he gets out. "I need to hit something." he mutters walking into the woods. I get out and follow him. "Get back in the truck!" he demands. "No." I answer. "Get back in the d*** car Calin!" he screams. "I said no." I growl. "We have school tomorrow so just get in the car so we can get in bed." he sighs. "I want to go to my friend's house." I inform. "Why?" he asks frowning. "I just want to." I answer. "Who is it?" he asks. "Bethany." I answer. He sighs and starts the engine. "Where does she live?" he asks. "308 Weeping Willow." I answer. He stops at her house. "Will you pick me up at eight?" I ask. "Sure." he agrees kissing me. After a minute I pull away and run to the door. "Hey Ca Ca." Dylan greets. "Dillie is Beth home?" I ask giving her little brother a hug. He returns the hug immediantly and ushers me inside. "Out with her boyfriend,but you can still stay it's been a while since I talked to you." he answers. I lay down on the couch resting my feet on his knees. "Of course not because now your a senior. The captain of the basketball team. Popular,while I'm a freak junior." I reply. "Come on your not a freak,and I don't care if your a junior." he argues. "How's Carly?" I ask referring to his cheerleader girlfriend. "No clue I broke up with her when I started liking someone else." he smiles. "Who I won't tell." I promise throwing my baby finger in the air. "You." he answers. "That's funny now who?" I ask."You." he repeats craddling one of my hands in both if his. "Your lieing." I argue. "I'm not lying." he whispers stroking a bit of my hair. "I I'm dating Dustin." I whisper. He drops his hands in defeat. "Why." he whimpers. "He's nice to me." I answer. "Okay Ca ca if he makes you happy,but if you ever get sick of him let me know." he informs sighing. "Thanks Dylie." I smile kissing his cheek. He smiles lightly and I feel a weird tingling from just being near him. "Ca Ca is there a time you need to be home I could drive you." he offers leaning away from me. "Dustin's picking me up at eight." I answer closing my eyes. He nods and lays down beside me. "You want to play some Zelda clips and comment?" he asks. "Yeah." I agree slitting open my eyes. "He loaded the content on his computer and lays back looking at the television with me. "I think there is no thinking here." I decide. He nods in agreement. He lays his arm around me gently when I almost fall off the couch. "Careful." he laughs. "Shut up." I laugh. I don't push him arm away though afraid to fall. The hours pass by quickly and I don't pay attention to the knock at the door and neither does Dylan. I look up startled when I see Dylan slammed into the wall. I see Dustin hitting him and Dylan was to surprised to fight back. "Dustin what are you doing!" I scream pulling on his arms. He drops his hands away from his only to slap me. "What the!" screamed Dylan pushing him off of me. "Don't lay your hands on a girl dude ecspecially my sister's best friend." Dylan demands harshly. "Don't touch her then." Dustin replies snapping his arm easily. He turns to a confused me and drags me out to his car. "Why would you do that?" he growls pushing me into the car. "Do what you're the one who almost killed him!" I scream sobbing. He drives back to his house. "Not almost he'll die of blood loss." he decides after a