Fuck You Over

*Said I was a douche bag won't call back, worst hangover you ever had. Felt so good at first but you knew it would never last.*
I stared at the girl in the front seat. Was that really my only competition? I had to be up against something better than that, something more classy and less trashy perhaps?
"This is Violet, she goes to the high school down the road from ours." Ashton said smirking at me. I smiled and shook her hand.
"Hey, I'm Hunter. It's a pleasure to meet you." I said sitting back in my seat. Ashton stared at me questioningly before turning the car on.
"We're gonna make one more stop at my friend Luke's house real quick." He said to Violet. She nodded. Oh no, he knew he was on to me. I sighed heavily and did breathing exercises. I forgot about Luke's part in my plan. Pretend I wasn't madly in love with him… seems easy enough.
Hunter Masters is your regular high school teenager. She tutors for extra credit and sh


16. 14- Ashton and Abused

14- Ashton and Abused

Confusion is never fully explained. Maybe because it itself can't really be explained. When you see someone you never knew connect to you so well it creeps you the fuck out. And when you're forced to make decisions based on little facts you've picked up.

Fact #1: Melody wasn't a stranger

Fact #2: Neither were the two dark haired children and their dog

Fact #3: I wasn't who I was supposed to be.

I sat in my living room watching, Ethan and Ariel, play with their dog. Ethan and Elizabeth were the two children I had seen days ago on my walk to Michael's house. Their dad was a lawyer and their mom was my mom. Melody had me with her husband, Gregory, when she was younger and they weren't as stable as people. She left me and when Gale came to check on her, he found me crying in the bathtub. Anyways, I was adopted which was news to me. I don't know why my dad lied to me. I mean, if you weren't my real father why pretend. I wasn't interesting in meeting those people. But I guess when you get lonely curiosity gets the best of you.

"Mommy says I'm your brother." Ethan says building up blocks I had to find for them.

"No we aren't related." I said. He frowned.

"Why not? Is my mommy your mommy?"

"No, I don't have a mommy. My mommy left me when I was really really small." I said.

"So you only have a daddy?" Ariel asked.

"Yea, I only have a daddy." I replied.

"We have a daddy, but sometimes he's a mean daddy." She said.

"I'm sorry, why is he mean?" I asked. Ethan looked at Ariel pleasingly. Ariel looked down at the floor.

"Sometimes we make him really mad and he goes and drinks the fruit water. And the fruit water makes him very mean." She said.

"Fruit water?" I asked. I didn't know what she was talking about.

"Yeah, he drinks it a lot. Mommy says that the water is only for big grown ups people."

"Grown up people. No 's'." I corrected. Ethan walked closer to me and pulled up his sleeve. In a long line from the inside of his elbow to his wrist were cigarette burns. I gasped silently when I saw them.

"Don't tell daddy I told you." Ethan said pulling his sleeve back down. I nodded and looked around. They were being abused and no matter how angry I was at Melody I couldn't just put the fact that her husband was hurting their kids.

"Ethan! Ariel! We need to get going. We can see Evelyn another time." Melody said.

"It's Hunter now." I said to both of the adults.

"Oh, right. Hunter." She says fake smiling. I roll my eyes at the lady. She smiles and so do the kids and the father. I watch as they pile into their car and drive away. I wince at the idea of Gregory possibly hurting the children.

"So how was it?" I heard Gale ask. I stood up and walked with him to the kitchen.

"Horrible beyond thought. I've never hated something so much." I said.

"The kids or being called Evelyn."

"Evelyn, eh." I squirmed.

"Ha, well luckily when I found you I didn't know your name." He said.

"Where did you get Hunter?" I asked him sitting on the island's stools and laying my arms on the island.

"There was this girl in high school, Greta, that no one ever talked too. She got straight A's but never stayed after school or anything. At the end of senior year the day before graduation I got a little curious and followed her. When I saw her she lived in an abandoned house with two little kids. One was dying and the other was very sick. She didn't have the money to pay for them. I helped her. The one that died the youngest. Her name was Hunter." My dad said. I sat there in shock. My dad was always a great guy but he was a hero. He saves people when they needed it the most.

"Thank you dad." I said hugging him tightly.

"For what?" He asked.

"For being there when nobody else was." I said walking up the stairs part of me was thanking him for the Greta thing and the rest was for me. I laid on my bed and thought about the past few days. Melody was coming every day for the last three days. Ashton hasn't been over since the movie night and I have rarely been paying attention to anything other than my classes. I missed my friends and Ashton. Well mostly Ashton but my friends were needed also. I called Ashton to see if he was ok. I really wanted to hear his voice.

"Hello?" He answered yawning.

"Hey, it's Hunter." I said smacking myself in the face.

"Yeah, I know. I have called ID." He chuckled

"I miss you." I blurted out. Why was I so needy? Will someone just shoot me in the throat?

"Ha, I miss you much more." He laughs.

"I highly doubt that." I said pulling my blanket up to my chin.

"Why?" He challenges.

"Because, I think about you all the time and I think about..." I trailed off my cheeks getting red. When did I become so impure?

"I think about that too." He said seriously.

"You're a guy, that's all you think about."

"Not necessarily. I mostly think about you. What you're doing? Are you happy? Are you talking about me? Things like that." He demonstrates.

"Well I don't really do much. Most of the time I'm happy and I'm always talking about you." I said.

"Nice to know."

"What are you doing?"

"Laying in bed. I was playing video games." He said.

"Oh, if you want to keep playing I can call you back."

"Nah, it was getting boring anyways."

"So that's what you do when stuff gets boring? Drop it?" I didn't really even mean to ask the question. It slipped out.

"Good thing you could never possibly bore me then, huh?" He asked.

"Are you alone?" I asked not implying what the content of my question meant.

"Yeah, family left for the week for games and Calum is on a date with Cassandra." He says.

"Why didn't you go to the game?"

"Because what if you magically wanted me to come over and make out for hours? You think I'd miss that to watch something I'll have to watch again anyways?"

"Magically, huh?" I asked smiling to myself.

"You're very spontaneous." I snorted and then covered my mouth and nose. Maybe if I held on long enough I would stop breathing.

"That was cute." He said.

"Me snorting?" I asked.

"Yes you snorting." He chuckled.

"I'm the only one in this relationship that does embarrassing things." I whined.

"Others don't think it's embarrassing. We thinks it's cute. That's why I get so jealous. You unintentionally do all these cute things and everyone wants to fuck you."


"I mean, be with you sexually." Ashton corrected.

"Not all guys want that." I said

"All guys want sex." He says. I thought for a second. If that's what all guys wanted no wonder they went around trying to rape people. They weren't getting it at all. Not justifying rape or anything.

"Do you?" I asked. I wish we didn't have to talk about this. But I guess if you don't feel comfortable talking about it then it'll be awkward doing it.

"As I said before, all guys want sex." He said simply.

"I'm not talking about all guys in general. I'm talking about you." I said sitting up.

"Well, yeah, I guess." He said hesitantly.

"It's yes or no. I won't get mad or offended or whatever you think happens when you talk to me about sex." I said.

"Yes. I want sex."

"But not necessarily from me?" I asked. I wasn't sure what I was asking. I just needed to talk about it.

"Mostly from you."

"Partially from Violet, right?" I asked.

"I've had sex with Violet before. I've told you that."

"But who else have you slept with?" I asked.


"Is it a secret?"

"I never said that."

"Yeah, but you got defensive when I asked you who you've been with. You don't have to go into detail about what happened between you both." I said. He sighed.

"What about you?"

"I'm a Virgin."

"But you've hooked up with people, no?" He asked.

"A few. Nothing serious."

"What's serious?" He questioned

"You and I." I responded.

"I agree."

"Did you sleep with Alyson?" I asked.

"No, I wasn't really interested in her. I just kept her around for fun." He admitted

"I hate to ask, but are you just keeping me around for fun?"

"Is that what you think? You think I'm playing you?" He asked.

"You've given me no reason to trust you yet no reason to doubt you." I replied.

"No reason to trust me? None at all?" He asked.

"Well, you've cheated on me Lord knows how many times." I pointed out.

"Once, and I thought we were over that." He said.

"Over it? No, I just don't want you to live with that stress anymore." I said. This wasn't turning into a oh so friendly conversation.

"This is all because you're jealous that I was with girls before you?" He asked.

"None of this is about who you've been with, this is who are you with?" I asked him harshly. There was a silence.

"I'm sorry. I understand I hurt you. I understand that you may never get over the Violet thing but you have got to understand that if and when I'm with a girl that's between her and I. I don think it's gentlemen like to reveal who and when you've been with a person or how good or bad the performance of said person was." He said. I sighed internally.

"You're right, I'm being petty and paranoid." I said running a hand through my hair. I could hear Ashton's breathing on the other side of the phone.

"I understand. Don't let them get your head. Girls flirt with me all the time. That doesn't mean I want to be with them." He said.

"Are you really tired? Are you too tired to come over?" I asked.

"Is your dad home?" He asked.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because you moan loudly." He said. At first I was kinda offended until I realized it was code for he wanted to make out. I licked my lips and hummed.

"Come through the window."I advised.

"Give me five minutes." He said I heard the rustling of stuff being moved and the creaking of him getting up. I hung up and ran to the bathroom. If we were going to make out then I needed to smell good. I grabbed a bunch of stuff and hopped in the shower scrubbing and rinsing twice before I got out and brushed my teeth. My hair was wet which meant it was easier to brush. I took the brush and raked through my hair trying to dry it and tame it. Inside I knew Ashton would probably be kinda mad because of the sex thing but I knew he would forgive me. I put on my most revealing pajamas which was just shorts and a blue camisole. I laid on my bed and stared at the ceiling. What if tonight was the night that I lost my virginity? What if it wasn't all I expected? What if I regret it? What if he doesn't even want to sleep with me? What if I'm so bad that he breaks up with me? My thoughts are ruined by a knock on my window. I look over to see Ashton sitting on the roof of my house. On the floor is a ladder and a barking dog.

"Hey," he smiles climbing into my room. I shut my window locking it and laying next to him. I press my lips on his in response. He pushes me on to the bed so that he's on top leaving love bites all along my neck. I kiss him softly letting the feelings of the past few days go. His hands roam up the side of my shirt scrunching it up by my bra. He pulls it up and over my head throwing it on the floor. My stomach plunks. He trails his lips down to the rim of my bra kissing my breast before going down to my stomach. He unbuttons my pants and slides them down. He looks up at me whispers in my ear,

"Relax, it's not what you think." He says kissing my lips. I'm still tense as he runs his hand up the length of my thigh.

"Ashton, no." I say closing my eyes. The warmth that his hand had was lost. I sat up and scrunched my legs and wrapped my arms around them. Ashton wrapped my blanket around me and pulled me into his arms.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. It wasn't even the fact that I didn't know what he was doing. I wasn't ready for what was to come. Ashton was experienced in everything and I could barely kiss him.

"It's my fault. I freaked out." I groaned in embarrassment. He chuckled softly in my ear.

"Why?" He asked.

"You know so much and you can do so much. I just don't know if I could... Pleasure you the best." I admitted blushing. He looked at me confused.

"You freaked out because you thought that I was too experienced to enjoy sleeping with you?" He asked. When he said it out loud it sounded stupid and silly but I felt it a different way.

"It's like remember when we went to the mall and you said that you thought I settled? It's like that. Like if you sleep with me then you'd be settling. And I'd rather keep myself as fantasies in your head then as memories in your brain." I admitted.

"What makes you say I have fantasies about you?" He asks smirking.

"Because I have fantasies about you so it's only fair that you have them about me too." I said rolling my eyes.

"What kind of fantasies?" He asks.

"The kind that I keep in my mind and never tell anyone." I said.

"If I tell you one, will you tell me one?" He bargains.

"How do you know there's more than one?" I challenge.

"Because when I whisper in your ear it ignites something." He said.

"No it doesn't." I scoffed. He cocked an eyebrow at me and then pulled me closer.

"Do you think it'd be hard to dirty that pretty little mouth of yours?" He whispered in my ear. My heart started pumping a million beats per minute. How could something so subtle be so dirty? And why was I totally turned on by it?

"Fine, you first." I said giving in. His hands were on my thighs and my heart rate was pumping blood so fast I thought that if he did anymore I'd probably die.

"Well mostly just sex nothing too erotic." He said. I bit my tongue. I didn't want to bring up Violet while we were in such a sexual mood.

"Um what else... I'd really love to taste you." He smiled at me. I looked down as my cheeks got super red. Were we really talking about this? Dear lord, please give me the self control not to jump this boys bones.

"Is that all?" I asked.

"I only said two. There's a list of things I'd like to do to you." He winked. He was trying to kill me. I pushed my hair back and swallowed.

"Um, well, I." I couldn't even form a coherent sentence let alone say what I wanted him to do to me or vice versa. He bit his lip probably to stop from laughing at me.

"I don't know." I admitted. Well kinda I knew the schematics of what I wanted I just couldn't put it in words.

"You don't have to tell me." He said.

"I want to, kinda, but I can't explain it." I said.

"Ok just piece it together." He helped.

"Touching." Was the first word I could relate to it.

"Touching? Like this," he asked running his hand up my thigh. I was too concentrated to even notice.

"Kinda," I tried to piece together parts and I felt him on the band of my underwear. He was rolling it between his fingers but I could feel it. I could feel his hand pressed against me rubbing. Touching. He cocked an eyebrow at me for confirmation. I had heard of this. It's more of a test than actually anything sexual. He slipped one finger inside and I was over the moon.


In the morning Ashton had spread himself over me and was mumbling things into my hair. Mostly knock knock jokes.

"That didn't make any sense." I laughed. He was most likely the sexiest thing when he was half asleep.

"The dog was hungry for bacon." He tried to explain.

"But where did the chicken come from?" I asked. He laughed soundly.

"You think we should go to school?" He asked.

"We should. But we aren't going to." I said. He snickered and wrapped his arm tighter around my waist.

"You need to go. Your dad will be pissed if you don't." He said.

"Ugh, why can't we just make this a lazy day?" I asked turning over to him. His eyes were closed but there was a smile on his lips.

"Me, you, my room Saturday. I'll bring the Netflix." He says.

"Sounds nice."

"After a few scary movies, excuses so I can hold you, we can watch comedies."

"You hold me all of the time." I said.

"But I want you to need me." He said.

"I always need you."

"And I always need you." He said. I stood up and walked to the bathroom. After last nights events we mostly made out and then fell asleep. It was like a cute couple thing. I loved it and even more I loved Ashton. I wanted to tell him so bad. I wanted to tell him and I wanted him to tell me. But at the same time I wanted to be free of the horrible things that Alyson had planned. I wanted to go away.

We drove to school in my car. Most of the ride was just us listening to music. Ashton held my hand and we just focused on one thing. When we parked in the student parking area we just sat there. A part of me didn't want to be away from Ashton and another part of me didn't want to be away from Ashton. I wasn't torn I just knew that I needed something to get me through the day. I unbuckled my seatbelt and climbed over on to Ashton. His hands went down to my waist. I could feel it coming. The rejection or the later I usually got. I pressed my lips to his and nothing. He just kissed me back. No sass, no laters, just kissing. His lips touched my neck.

"Do you plan on getting out?" He whispered in my ear before kissing my neck again. I moaned biting my lip. Every want and need I had for Ashton was only growing stronger and stronger. I didn't understand how one guy could make me so insane. Last night was amazing. I had fulfilled one of my fantasies. Being touched by him. I wanted to fulfill one of his so we could be even. I didn't want to do it in the car but that's where we were.

"Remember last night?" I asked. Of course he did. He blew my mind with his magical hands.

"Yeah," he said sitting back.

"Well that was my fantasy. You fulfilled it." I said. He nodded and ran a hand through my hair

"I want to do the same for you. I want to fulfill one of your fantasies." I said. I willed myself not to blush. I wanted to be taken seriously.

"You don't have to." He said.

"I want to. You made me feel amazing last night. I might not be able to do amazing but my mediocre isn't bad." I said. He pressed his lips to mine and mumbled things as we kissed.

"Stop talking." I said softly. He moved his hand to my back and pulled back.

"I said I'll tell you later. Go to school." He said kissing me one last time. I ran my hand through his hair and slid off of him. I pulled my pants up and fixed my hair. Today was going to be one hell of a day.


Um Hunter is just too much. But I like how they are communicating more. Evelyn or Hunter? There will be more Melody and the kids. And where has Alyson been. I don't even know. She may never come back.


Fave Quote: "There was this girl in high school, Greta, that no one ever talked too. She got straight A's but never stayed after school or anything. At the end of senior year the day before graduation I got a little curious and followed her. When I saw her she lived in an abandoned house with two little kids. One was dying and the other was very sick. She didn't have the money to pay for them. I helped her. The one that died the youngest. Her name was Hunter."

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